You're Open To it

"Zoe, you know what to do!" Kim giggled, an excited smile on her face as she pounced on you again...

Hardly a minute later, you were flat on your back, Kim's walls wrapping around your cock as her tongue swirled around your mouth. To be honest, you forgot Zoe was even in the room, let alone supposed to do something. And then... like a tornado, a swirling mass of bandages surrounded you and Kim, forcing you up ever so slightly as Zoe rapidly bonded to your skin.

"You gonna be okay?" You heard, and felt, Kim say twice. Your senses were... weird. Simultaneously, you were laying on the hotel bed and staring at the ceiling, laying in an endless black void beneath Kim, and laying in an endless black void on top of... yourself. It was almost vomit-inducing, honestly. Having all of your senses tripled was certainly... you shuddered as you realized what one particular sensation was. "Lolo?"

"Sorry, I just... I can feel my dick inside of you, from your perspective, and mine." You gulped, feeling and hearing Zoe's mouth speak your words too. "It's... weird, but nice, I guess. A lot too, but-"

"It's weird for you?" Kim asked, shuddering as she moved slightly. "You know how weird it is for me, knowing how it feels to fuck me?!"

"It-"

"If Chloe was in me, do you think it'd be better?! Tighter or-"

"Relax, Kim." You grunted, holding Kim's waist to halt her movements. "You're fine, I'm... I never wanted a bit more girth so badly, you know?"

"Lolo..."

"I'm just saying maybe-"

"It's perfect, okay?! It's like... goldilocks. I never want anything different, okay?" Kim asked, sighing. "I'm not just saying that to make you feel better or because of the Chloe in me! It's... it's why every other guy was just... conning some ass out of dinner, nothing in bed. I never wanted anything else and never do!"

"She's not lying." Zoe sighed, her voice echoing around two of your three simultaneous senses of hearing. "She even threw out a certain dildo last week, just because it wasn't curved 'perfectly'. And the week before that, she contemplated asking you to put a cast on it to make a perfect copy."

"Really? Then why haven't we-"

"'Cause I was a bitch!!" Kim shouted. "I just thought... withholding sex would make you ask for it or something. And... I wanted to see you ask for it. That's why you can NEVER let this little bit of Chloe leave me, I might go back to that! And I... I never want to be like that again..."

"Kim?" You asked quietly.

"W-What?"

"I can't help myself right now." You grunted, gripping Kim's hips and pulling her up before slamming her back down. Immediately, you threw your head back, gritting your teeth from the combined sensations. You could feel Kim throwing her head back as well, a moan escaping her and Zoe's lips in unison as she started moving on her own again. You could barely think as Kim held your face, darting her tongue inside your mouth.

Everything was doubled. The feeling of the tip of your cock rubbing against Kim's cervix, the feeling of "Logan's" cock being squeezed between "your" folds. Your tongue touching hers, "your" tongue touching "Logan's". Kim's breasts pressed against your chest, her heart beating faster and faster. "Your" heart racing as "Logan's" chest hair brushed against "your" nipples.

"I'M-" You shouted as Kim did, a chorus of voices escaping from the three mouths in the hotel room...

"Lolo..." Kim whimpered, kissing your cheek in her sleep as Zoe stood over the two of you, her arms crossed.

"She'll be out for a while." Zoe sighed, staring at Kim. "I imagine it'll be not dissimilar from a concussion's symptoms for a short period. Drowsiness, concentration issues, insomnia, narcolepsy, and mood swings, for starters."

"Because of Chloe having bits inside her?" You asked, brushing some hair out of Kim's face.

"Yes. Keep in mind, her brain has undergone a massive change. New memories and new emotions, all within an instant. Best case, the concussion symptoms will last a day or two. Worst case... years."

"And if the pieces of Chloe leave Kim?"

"Kim made it clear she didn't want that."

"But-"

"Hypothetically, if it happened, Kim would be comatose for a while. At minimum, a week. During that time, she'd have to be regulated by a certain slime, for her own safety." Zoe sighed. "And, in that time, if there was another 'hot tub incident', you'd be back at square one. Except with the same odds Kim had before."

"The odds that didn't add up to 100?"

"Those exact ones. Except the ratios would be slightly different, I imagine."

"That's... good to know." You muttered, staring at Kim's peaceful, sleeping face.

"All due respect, Logan, but Kim wants to stay this way. It may complicate your relationship with Chloe, but Kim's been deprived of self-determination for long enough, I'd say." Zoe said, letting out a chuckle. "I'm aware of the irony, what with my-"

"LOGAN!" A voice bellowed, immediately followed by a door slamming shut. Hardly a second later, Sandra was at the foot of the bed, her eyes locked on you. "I'M DONE WITH MY SHIFT, I GOT-"

"Quiet..." Kim murmured in her sleep.

"Yeah, inside speaking voice, please." You whispered.

"Oh, okay. I was excited to see you, sorry. I'm done with my shift. Is there... room on the bed?" Sandra whispered, rubbing her thick thighs together, a quiet wet sound coming from them. "Please?" She asked, her eyes darting to Zoe. "Oh, I should get naked like her and-"

"You're just now noticing?" Zoe sighed, rubbing her temples. "Logan? Just a reminder that almost all of Chloe is in Sandra right now. A strong emotion might 'resuscitate' her consciousness."

"So if Sandra snuggles with me, Chloe might reform inside of her?" You asked, getting a nod in confirmation. "And lemme guess, sex has a higher chance..."

"You guessed it. Chloe'd probably have a stronger response to something like that, after all." Zoe answered as Sandra's skirt fell to the floor...