Additional Changes to Tom

An idea entered Sarah's head and warmth bubbled in her crotch. The thought of Tom forgetting his past life for a while, and truly acting like the manipulative asshole he was in this life sent twitches up her spine. Her cheeks flushed. She turned away, giggling.

Tom raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"What if you forgot that you were you for a while?" Sarah asked, rolling over onto the cushion next to them.

"What? You want me to be someone else?"

"No silly! Like what if at the snap of a finger, you turn from you into...asshole you?"

Tom saw where this was going. Did Sarah really like the asshole version of him? The one that has girls wrapped around his finger? He just couldn't understand what turned her on so much about this Tom-douche character. He wondered if the manipulative mind games turned her on more than the explorative sex tool---anything was possible due to this coin, and she chose an abusive relationship?

"...like if I snap my fingers and say creme-douche then you'll come back, and if I do it again asshole-you will activate."

"You really like this asshole me, don't you?" said Tom. "I'm just unsure if I'll remember how to use the coin. What if douche-me uses the coin and makes stuff irreversible?"

Sarah scratched her bottom lip with a finger, brushing the blonde hair out of her eyes. "Well, what if douche-you is unable to use the coin?"

"I'm just unsure about this whole idea of me forgetting everything," said Tom. He knew that this was what Sarah truly wanted, but some part of him just held back from this; was apprehensive; was concerned and just quite frankly did not want to do this. But he bit his tongue, and held back whatever long-winded speech that just popped into his throat. This was what Sarah wanted, anyway right?

"Hmm, okay. Let me think." said Tom.

"I wish that whenever Sarah snaps and says 'creme-douche' I will forget my previous life as a good husband married to 39-year old Sarah, and instead retain only memories from this current reality. When she does it again, I will remember my old life, along with any new memories generated by douche-me in that time, just like a light switch."

Before Tom could continue, Sarah interjected. "Okay, but douche-you has got to have a name...how about 'Jake'?"

A flashback. Sarah crying on his shoulders. It was raining. The bench was cold and wind whipped through the outdoor hallway connecting the library to the KB-6 Engineering building. Jake was the dude who dumped her the night before I met her.

Tom bit back a wave of warm jealousy. "O-Okaay. Jake it is."

He gripped the medallion tighter. "In this reality, my name is Jake, and I'm still the husband to Sarah. Change everything in this reality to reflect that."

Nothing changed, but Tom assumed that the name in his wallet changed.

"Sarah?"

"Yeah, every new memory from this Sarah knows you by 'jake'," informed Sarah.

Sarah's crotch got wetter and wetter just at the thought of changing her husband. Or well, in this universe, a manipulative and psychotic asshole.

"Okay Okay okay!! I want to test it out now!" Sarah nearly jumped out of her clothes in excitement. The very *thought* of Tom taking a backseat while getting abused was nearly enough to send her over the edge.

"In this universe, I will not be able to use the medallion. I will forget everything about it and instead leave it on this---" he ran a hand over the coffee table in front of him, hoping that it would be enough to trigger the coin "---coffee table right here every time I look at it."

The coin glowed red in his hand and shuddered for a moment. It was done.

"Okay, ready?" asked Sarah.

"I guess so," conceded Tom.

Sarah snapped her fingers. "Creme-douc--"

And everything went dark.