Un dilema.

"I can't-" Jake blurted, then stopped. He backed away from the things nervously. "I mean, obviously, I'm not gonna use it-"

"What the fuck, my sister?" Sam said incredulously. "I guess... I mean, I never considered her sexually before now. Janet was always taller and prettier than me, with an amazing rack- oh, dude, what the fuck, don't picture her naked!"

Jake backed into his bed as Sam advanced on him. "Hey, aren't you-"

"Finding this kind of hot?" Sam asked, her face inches from his. He felt her hot breath on his face. "Believe me, I am. Just the thought of those curves..."

Sam gentle guided his hand up her leg, past her sex and across her tummy to her round, flawless tits. The moment his hand made contact Jake started coughing loudly. Sam followed suit immediately, her hacks and wheezes perfectly synchronized to his.

"Wrong pipe," he wheezed. "Ugh."

She sat next to him glumly, the moment passed. "Well, at least you're not picturing my sister naked anymore- oh, there it is. Hey, here's an idea - let's try harmonizing!"

"Harmonizing?" he asked with confusion. Sam furrowed her brow.

"Oh God, that's a weird feeling. It's like I know what I meant but I still don't understand because you don't. I mean like with singing! Come on, man, let's try it! I know you can't sing but I'm pretty good. Just make me-"

She stopped midsentence with an expression of surprise, then sang out in perfect synchronization with Jake.

"When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie..." they crooned in unison, Sam doing her best to augment Jake's meager vocal talents with an improvised harmony. As soon as the line was over, the spell was broken and she started laughing.

"That's the first thing you thought of? Of course it was," she said with a chuckle. "I wouldn't have pegged you for a Glee fan anyway. Anyway, that was stupid and useless."

"No kidding," Jake said. He was still blushing, unused to singing anything around other people.

"Wait, but we did learn one thing! It's so weird having your opinions just overwrite mine. Even now I'm struggling to even say what we learned because I'm completely convinced that we didn't- oh, ok. We learned that you have can control how much autonomy you give me. Thank you for just making me spit it out."

Jake was getting the hang of this. Sam raised her left arm, then her right. She burst into laughter, tears in her eyes, then stopped abruptly.

"Ok, so you can completely control me if you want. What about a more complex-"

Once again, she stopped midsentence. She silently left the room and came back with a glass of water. She handed it to Jake, who took a sip gratefully and spoke.

"I didn't tell you what to get me, Sam. Did you just default to water or did you choose it?"

"I... don't know. I just knew you needed something to drink and so I brought you water. I didn't really think about what to bring you. I, uhhhh..."

Her voice died to a whisper as she sagged forward. Had Jake not caught her, Sam would have fallen to the ground. Her warm, heavy breasts pressed against his face and he quickly shifted her weight to the bed next to him. Her eyes were open and her lips were slightly parted, but she gave no sign of being conscious. Jake thought for a moment and she came back to life.

"...whoa," she said drowsily. "I guess you found my off switch. Goddamn, dude, is there anything about this that doesn't turn you on?"