Mess with the lesbians

You quickly text Elise back.

You: Sorry! Dinner’s running late

You: Let’s catch up another time?

Putting your phone back in your pocket, you look at Sofia. She’s staring at you, hands on her hips, waiting for you to break the tension. You let it linger just a few moments longer.

“You should invite Juliette to come here,” you say.

Sofia finds her purse and pulls out her phone. She fidgets with it, unsure of something, and looks back at you. “Is that the best idea? I don’t know how to tell her about us.”

“I’ll rephrase: Tell Juliette to come here. Now.”

Sofia bites her lip and taps out a message on her phone. She gets an almost immediate reply, and sends another message back. She sighs and turns back to you.

“Jules is on her way. Fifteen minutes,” she says.

“Good work,” you say. “You’re going to help me corrupt her. You will not attempt to stop me or rescue her from this fate in any way. If you do a good job, I will ensure that you two are still a loving, happy couple when I’m done. Do you understand?”

Sofia nods.

“Tell me what you just agreed to. I want to hear it in your words.”

“I… I will help you corrupt Jules. I will not attempt to stop you, and in exchange for doing a… a good job, you will let us keep our love,” Sofia says. You can see some tears gathering in her eyes.

“How does that make you feel?” you ask.

“Scared. And relieved, but mostly scared,” she answers.

“Come. Kneel in front of me.”

She lowers gently to her knees in front of you, staring at your unbuckled pants. You place a hand against her cheek and guide her gaze up to your face.

“Have you ever sucked cock before?” you ask.

She shakes her head.

“Open your mouth. You’re going to greet your girlfriend with the taste of me on your tongue.”

Juliette arrives on time. Sofia, now fully dressed, greets her at your front door. They embrace, and Sofia leads her girlfriend into your bedroom.

“Baby, what’s going on? Is everything okay?” Juliette asks.

“It’s… well, he can explain it better than I can,” Sofia replies, gesturing at you.

You reach forward to shake Juliette’s hand. “Hi there, it’s nice to meet you. Sofia has told me a lot about you.” Then, without releasing her hand, you add “Would you rather sit in this chair unable to move until I release you, or let Sofia tie you to the chair?”

Juliette frowns at you but lowers herself into the armchair in your bedroom. “What the fuck is going on? Sofia, is this some kink thing? You can’t just surprise me with something like this.” The chubby woman looks down at herself. “I can’t stand up.”

“Not until I say so.” You turn to your unwilling girlfriend. “Sofia, sit on the bed and face me. You may not move from this spot without my permission. You may not look at, speak to, or make any signals intended for Juliette. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Say it.”

As she climbs onto the center of your bed, her eyes blazing with a delicious mix of fear, obedience, and resignation, Sofia says “I will remain here until you give me permission to move. I will not look at or communicate with her in any way.”

Juliette blurts out “Sofia, what the fuck is going on? Who the hell is this guy? Why are you doing what he says?”

She reaches for a pocket and pulls out her phone, but you’re faster than her and manage to snatch it out of her grip. Juliette looks at you with panic in her eyes.

“Sofia will be okay. I won’t hurt her, and I don’t think you’ll do anything to hurt her either. Isn’t that right?”

Juliette nods. You continue.

“You will answer every question I ask. If you do so honestly, I promise I will let you and your girlfriend go. Do you understand?”

She nods again. You take a seat in another chair on the other side of the room, positioning yourself so that you can see both women, but there’s no way for Sofia to see Juliette while she’s facing you.

“Now, Jules… may I call you Jules?” you ask.

Juliette says “No.”

“Jules, have you ever slept with a man?”

“No.”

“Neither you or Sofia. I’m impressed with your… what do you call it? Gold star status?”

Juliette’s eyes flash behind her thick glasses. “Is that a question?”

“It’s rhetorical. But this isn’t: would you rather have perfect vision, or would you rather Sofia’s eyesight was as bad as yours.”

Juliette frowns, clearly confused at the subject of your question. “I guess I’d rather have perfect… Why does that matter? What- oh.”

Blinking, the woman in the chair removes her glasses and looks around the room, taking it all in with literal new eyes. She looks at the back of Sofia’s head. “Baby, I can… my eyes are perfect. This is… wow.”

Sofia just continues to glare daggers at you.

“Jules,” you continue, “how do you feel about your body?”

“What do you mean? Are you calling me fat?”

Fat isn’t the first term you would use. She’s definitely chubby, with round rosy cheeks and her jeans tight around her legs and a large rack filling out her sweater, but the way she answered makes you think she considers herself fat and feels sensitive about it.

“I’m not calling you anything. How do you feel about your body?”

“I feel great. I’m sexy as hell, I’ve got great tits, and my girlfriend loves me as I am. Don’t you, baby?” When Sofia doesn’t answer, Juliette directs some of her frustration at you. “Why do you care? It’s not like you’ll get any of this anyway, you- you- you pervy, gooning, shrimp dicked loser!”

You can’t help but smile at her outburst. It’s cute.

“And what do you think of Sofia’s body?” you ask.

Juliette is faster with this answer. “She’s the most gorgeous woman on the planet. Everything about her is perfect. And even if her body changes, she’s still gorgeous because she’s Sofia, you neanderthal. I bet you wouldn’t understand because no one’s ever loved you.”

You make eye contact with Sofia, but you still direct the next question at her girlfriend. “Jules, would you rather be as skinny as Sofia, or would you rather Sofia was as fat as you?”

Realization dawns in Sofia’s eyes as she recognizes the trap you’ve put her in. She promised to help you corrupt Juliette, and she’s doing her part by being bait. Sofia wants to believe that her girlfriend wouldn’t change a thing about her, but Juliette can only avoid that by forcing the changes onto herself. If Juliette instead acts to save herself, it will force changes on Sofia. Either way, you will have successfully corrupted Juliette, or at least Sofia’s image of Juliette as a loving partner, and irreparably transformed their relationship.

Sofia believes in their love, but does Juliette love Sofia more than she loves herself?