Tim's Seventh Trade

"How many of you are there?" Tim asked, shocked by the experience of meeting the twins, hoping that his erection would go down soon.

"Too many, not enough, depends on who you're asking," Justice said, "I like the getup."

Tim blushed. He knew exactly what he looked like in his corset and platforms. He's stared long enough in the mirror, perfecting his makeup, stressing over whether or not to wear the cat ears. Of course he'd opted to put them on. They completed the look, made him look cute, flirty. And while he hated that part of himself, the part that needed to show off, the tease, to flirt, it was a part of who he was now. There was no use denying it.

"So?" Justice continued, climbing off the bed and approaching Tim, eyeing his new breasts, "What's it going to be? Let's make a deal!"

"Can't I just try what I was doing before?" Tim asked, "Can't I just order them to want me?"

"Yes and no," Justice said dismissively, "From what I understand about my sisters' domain, you could order them and they would comply, but it wouldn't be true. There are things hidden in desire and lust that tie themselves into the very soul of a being. These two," she poked at the frozen women with a gnarled finger, "would act the part, but inside they would grow to resent you. Good for you, bad for them."

"Shit," Tim said, suddenly anxious, "I didn't realize. Have I done that to my other girlfriends? Are they all screwed up now?"

"Naw, they should be fine," Justice said, pursing her cracked lips, "Their attraction came naturally. Getting them to fall for you didn't take a redefinition like these two. It's one thing to get a lady who already likes men to like a man, but a woman who likes women to like a man? Might as well ask a dog to start liking an aardvark."

"Good," Tim breathed a sigh of relief. He felt quite protective of his girlfriends, even his new ones. The last thing he wanted was to make their lives worse, "Okay, so I need to make a trade. What about something like I did with Gary? Could I take what attracts them to women?"

"You could," Justice said, cupping Sarah's face, "but then they'd end up only attracted to you, and not each other. That'd be a bit mean, don't you think? Stealing a woman's wife completely, when she was so generous to share with you."

"What about half, then? Half from each of them. If I took half of their attractiveness to lesbians from Sarah and Alexis, that'd add up to a whole for me, and they'd still be half-attracted to each other."

"Now we're talking," Justice let go of Sarah and clapped her hands, "Two halves make a whole! They should really get a kick out of you after that trade. Now, let me see what I can do to balance that out..."

Once gain Justice began passing her hand in front of her face, browsing through options for the trade.

"You'll have to give something to each of them," she said as she looked, "and it'll have to be just the right... Oh! Yes, that'll do nicely!"

Before Tim could ask what she was thinking of, she thrust her smoking first forward, waved both hands over her head, then announced, "It is done! The trade is complete."

"But what's the trade?!" Tim squeaked.