WE’RE SO ALIKE!

I had to choose B. I mean, four new traits for Mimi? Just like that?

That’s a deal that was impossible to turn down.

I watched as her profile was now filling up with Gretchen’s traits. Like CALL ME NAMES. Oh yeah, she would start leaking like a faucet everytime I called her a cumdump or something like that from now on. Not only that, she was now a budding cuckquean as well as a **** enthusiast.

Hmm. **** YOUR LITTLE CUCK, DADDY!. I wonder she would handle that one?

That should be interesting. I mean, from now on she would spend one hour a day dreaming about being choked by me while I fuck someone else. That’s gotta be damn weird for her, since we only just met.

But also pretty fun. From my point of view anyway.

Right. The trip to here was a success. Time to return home.

I was about to get up from the kitchen table, but I realized I still had the relationship editor open. As I tried to close it, the app asked me whether I wanted to save my changes.

Oh. The relationship editor actually did have an “apply”-button. I just didn’t notice it, I didn’t scroll down enough. Alright then. Apparently these didn’t just go into effect the moment I changed the sliders. Fine.

I clicked “apply”.

And got a notification.

Hey! Since this is your first time using a relationship editor, there are two things you should know:

The levels can be adjusted only once every 24 hours. Constantly changing them could be hazardous to subject’s mental health, therefore its use is limited.

And secondly, your relationship status with GRETCHEN RIVERS will now change from “Natural” to “Artificial”. “Natural” relationship state and levels are achieved without using the editor. The editor will always save your current “natural” state, and you can revert back to it easily.

Do you wish to apply these changes now?

Okay, that was good. I probably wanted to keep her on “natural” most of the time, and change her up just for occasions. It might be headache-inducing to me too if our relationship was totally different every day.

Was I fine with these settings? Was it okay for Gretchen to hate me for the next 24 hours at minimum?

Oh, and let’s not forget that I also maxed out her sexual attraction towards me.

…yeah, all that sounds good to me.

Tap.

GRETCHEN

Wait.

Was this real?

I know he **** me to do this… But something happened inside me after I said that.

Like a huge ten-ton boulder fell off my heart.

Maybe it wasn’t real when I told Mimi I wanted to be sisters again, but after it came out of my mouth… I think it became real.

I just couldn’t handle myself. I think we cried together for like five minutes straight.

She kept saying “I missed you”. I told her the same.

I think I… really did?

I mean… we were identical twins. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t pretend she didn’t exist. She was a big part of me, despite all her flaws.

I think we both had the same flaws anyway.

And after all these years… of being alone… this felt really, really good.

I don’t think identical twins are meant to live a lonely life.

There was still some baggage between us, but maybe, just this one moment… we could forget it?

When we finally tore ourselves apart from each other, neither of us knowing how to start talking. It was like both of us had thousands of things we wanted to say to each other, but so damn hard to put into words.

I decided I might as well use this moment to do the final thing master ordered me to do.

“Listen, I… I know it’s not going to be easy. But we need to put the past behind us. And do something. Together. Listen. You have to come to the city. We’ll have a night out. Have fun. Be… sisters again.”

She smiled. “You know what? …I think I’d like that.”

After that, we sort of relaxed. The earlier sense of competition between us just sort of drifted away. I could tell that she was still pretty heartbroken about Greg leaving her, so for the next ten minutes I just soothed her. I think what really helped her was when we started making fun of Greg for the loser that he was. She needed to get over him.

I mean, not everyone can be as perfect as…

Then he stepped inside the room again.

And something weird happened.

It was like… at that moment… I saw him for what he truly was.

A detestable scumbag.

It was like an overflow of emotion.

The way he smirked at us hugging, the way he moved like he owned the place…

It was like all the love I felt him was flushed down the toilet. And replaced with hate.

Why? Did it have something to do with my reconnection with my sister? Did I find some self-confidence that I forgot? Was it because we just bashed Greg and he reminded me of him?

I felt my whole body recoil with hate. This… fucker… did things to me. I had let this fucker do things to me.

My hands balled up to a fist. I wanted to punch him. Right now. Out of nowhere. And wipe that goddamn grin of his face.

But I couldn’t. My body wouldn’t obey.

All I could do was stare at master’s crotch. And envision the beast that was behind that zipper.

God damned! Why did he still make me so hot?

“I’m so sorry. But we need to leave. I have a work emergency,” he lied.

An hour later, I was driving home. With the fucking asshole sitting next to me.

He didn’t even let me have a proper goodbye with my sister. It was just rush rush rush. We had to get moving because of that fake emergency.

He did make sure of one thing before we left, though. That I had remembered to invite Mimi to the city later in the week. He was so disgustingly happy when I told him that she agreed.

Why was he so happy?

…

Why else? The lecherous piece of shit wanted to get in my sister’s pants also. Really? Good luck with that. Only I would be stupid enough to fall for a pile of garbage like him.

And Lana.

I still had no idea how he got her under his spell also.

I can’t believe I actually said those vows to him yesterday. I just wanted to drive us off a cliff and pretend none of that ever happened.

He was nothing but an extremely crappy writer! How in the Hell did a guy like that manipulate me into all those things?

And why, for the love of CHRIST, couldn’t I turn to him and say “We’re done. Get the fuck out of my car.”

What infuriated me even more than that, was that everytime I turned my head to him to try to say that, but only managed to stutter some nonsense, he just smiled like it was the funniest thing he ever saw.

Oh boy. If he actually knew what was running in my head.

I should have fired him! Thousands of times!

“Hey, cunt. See that beach over there?”

That nasty word brought me back to reality. I looked out of the window. Yeah, there was an abandoned-looking small beach on our left side.

“Drive there. I wanna do something.”

Like a good little maid, I obeyed the motherfucker.

There was a small parking lot. We were the only car there.

“Put this back on.”

Oh God. The fucking collar.

It was really hard to believe that just an hour or two ago I never wanted to live without it.

It was like I had just woken from a deep slumber. He had brainwashed me somehow.

I didn’t want to put it on.

I wanted to throw the thing at his nutsack.

But that could have damaged his magnificent penis…

No! Stop thinking with your pussy, Gretchen! I at least needed to be firm and let him know I didn’t want to wear this.

…Or just plead to him?

…Okay, maybe not with words, but with my eyes?

…Damn. I couldn’t even do that much. He wanted me to put this on… So… I… guess.. I had to. I… just had to.

CLICK.

The thing was around my neck again. Making it a little harder to breathe.

Which wasn’t that bad, to be honest.

I just wished I wasn’t with him.

But then again, my loins were already on fire and he had the firehose…

No no no!!!

CLICK.

Wait, what was that?

Did he just… attach a leash to my collar?

“Don’t worry. I’m just making sure you’ll behave, little Gretchie-pet.”

The asshole! I think I practically growled at him.

“Easy, girl. Now, take all of your clothes off.”

I wanted to cry. But I couldn’t. I was too angry to.

He was leading me around the beach like some goddamn pet! Me nakedly crawling behind him like the most pathetic creature in the universe!

At least we were pretty far from the city, so it was a very low chance someone I knew seeing us. I think I would just die on the spot if that happened.

All the sand sticking to my legs… And my pussy got a little moister every time he tugged on the leash and the collar squeezed down on my throat. Why couldn’t my body obey me?

After walking around for a good fifteen minutes, he turned to me. And patted my head.

“Good little slavecunt. Now, tell me. And be honest. How do you feel about me?”

He was giving me a chance?

He was giving me a chance!

“I fucking hate you for every single fucking thing you’ve done to me! I hope you die, motherfucker!”

Silence. Did I get through to him?

Nope. All of a sudden, he burst out laughing. And it wasn’t a small laugher either but big time belly laughter. Like it was the best joke he had ever heard..

…Was that all I was now? Just a… joke?

“Alright, pet. Seems like you are running a little hot. Let me check.”

He placed his palm on my heated cunt. And grabbed it like it was nothing. Like I was just an animal, less than a human.

O h G o d it felt so g o o D!

It think I even let out an inhuman moan.

“Yeah you are, girl. Let’s fix that. Put your face on the sand. And ass up in the air.”

I couldn’t help it. Almost immediately my face was glued to the beach. And my ass in the air.

Why… Why did I follow his orders? Like some fucking puppet?

Wh-What is going to do with me?

I had to wait in that position for two minutes. I couldn’t see behind me. It was agonizing.

Then I heard a heavenly sound. A zipper.

Heavenly? I really thought of that as heaven?

Then his meaty master staff entered my vaginal canal, and slid all the way in.

No. This was the true definition of heaven.

I think all my senses just burst open and just like that, my world was drowning in pleasure.

WHY DOES HIS FUCKING DICK FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD?!?

Not only that, he was sliding it up and down my pussy like a fucking sex guru!

Every inch of him was so fucking perfect. The persistence, the sensual touch… Nobody else ever made me feel like this. Not by like even a hundredth.

He took a hold of my head for balance and pushed it all the way to the sand, so hard that there were little pebbles in my mouth now! He was practically making me eat sand!

I had lost count of how many times he had fucked me by this point, but it always felt like the first time! This fucking asshole shouldn’t be allowed to be this good!

“oH God please! Aaagagaaaaaaag!!! Fuck! Fuck me! Fuck me you fucking asshole! aaaaggH! aaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA! FUCK ME LIKE AN ANIMAL! OH YES YES YES!!!”

“Hello there!”

Wait… Why did he say that? Oh no… Oh God no!

There was a couple on the far end of the beach! They must’ve just come here, and they probably heard me screaming like a lunatic! And now they saw me like this, a fucking collared **** getting doggystyled on the beach while her master pushed her face deeper and deeper into the sand!

The couple ran away. The only reasonable action to take.

I couldn’t keep my moans down even though I knew they were close by!

He was just faster and faster, driving me all the way to insanity!

The sex was out of this planet. It was beyond the atmosphere. It was everything.

Was that why I did all of this? I hated his guts but couldn’t live without the sex? And I only lied to myself that I loved him? When in fact I only loved his…

All of a sudden, he turned me over. So much sand was sticking to my sweaty skin, that I probably looked like fucking a sand castle now.

And then he came.

All over my body.

I was a mess of sand and cum. A sad, lusty whore on a beach.

I was so in lust that I even picked some master’s stuff my finger and licked it clean.

I don’t know why. It didn’t taste good. But I… I don’t know why.

I wanted to cum too, but I knew I wasn’t allowed for some time.

Fuck. I really really wanted to.

Maybe… If I was a good girl again… He’d let me do that?

JACK

I pulled out the Submission Accelerator.

I checked Gretchen's current relationship scores.

Seriously?

This was just funny now.

Her hate towards me had just dropped by 40 points, and was now -40 only.

It was impossible to make this woman hate me.