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A female voice that you recognize as Kristi’s follows. “PLEASE DON’T OPEN THAT DOOR DAVID. WE’LL BE OPENING ANOTHER FOR YOU SHORTLY.”

“Well what the fuck’s going on?! I thought this was my universe and I can do whatever I want?!” You shout at the intercom.

“WELL SORT OF. SOME OF OUR PORTALS GOT CROSSED, THIS WHOLE OPERATION IS VERY COMPLEX YOU SEE,” Kristi booms at you. “LONG STORY SHORT, THIS DOOR TRANSPORTED YOU TO LESBIAN UNIVERSE, THESE ARE REAL PEOPLE YOU’RE THROATFUCKING.”

“Real people? What about all the people in my universe?”

“MANIFESTATIONS OF YOUR OWN DESIRE. THEY ARE ‘REAL,’ IN THE SENSE THAT YOU CAN TOUCH AND FEEL THEM, BUT THEY WERE ALL CREATED FOR BLOWJOB UNIVERSE. THIS UNIVERSE, LESBIAN UNIVERSE, WAS CREATED FOR THE WOMEN YOU JUST FACEFUCKED.”

“Huh. Wait, are you telling me all these whores share a universe?! How does that work?!”

“MOST LESBIANS HAVE PRETTY SIMILAR TASTES, A LOYAL PARTNER THAT PAYS ATTENTION TO THEM, NO MEN, YADDA YADDA YADDA SO WE GROUP THEM ALL TOGETHER IN ONE UNIVERSE TO KEEP EXPENSES DOWN. YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE HOW MUCH IT COSTS TO KEEP ONE OF THESE UNIVERSES RUNNING.”

“So who are these people then?” You ask curiously

“YOUR FIRST INTERACTION, HAZEL, LOST HER PARTNER JESS TO A DRUNK DRIVER. HER OWN PERSONAL PARADISE IS ETERNAL COMPANIONSHIP FROM HER DECEASED LOVER. THE ONE HACKING AT YOUR FEET, LILY, WAS SO TERRIFIED OF MEN THAT SHE WAS UNABLE TO LEAVE HER HOUSE LONG ENOUGH TO FIND ANOTHER PARTNER. HER AFTERLIFE COMPANION, ANGELA, IS A 6’2” BUTCH STRONG ENOUGH TO PROTECT HER FROM OUTSIDE THREATS, AND SHE’S ABOUT 5 MINUTES AWAY SO WE SUGGEST YOU STEP THROUGH THE DOOR WE’RE ABOUT TO PLACE NEXT TO THE PINK ONE.”

As she finishes speaking, a grey door pops up next to the pink one, appearing out of thin air. Your hand hovers over the handle, your eyes darting back and forth as you try to decide what to do next.