The snob, the slut, and the nerd.

"You love the idea of seeing me have sex with other women. Orgies are a perfectly normal thing for you, and you love them. You want me to fuck other women. The thought of it really turns you on. You want me to fuck the hottest girls, especially your hot friends. You're bisexual. You're attracted to your hot, female friends, and you want them to be attracted to you. You desperately want to have sex with me and your friends."

You and Jennifer stood next to a table. It was one of those small tables that was set really high, with no chairs, close to the dance floor. The music at this club wasn't too loud to talk, but the strobe lights were a little annoying if you focused on them.

"Oh! There they are!" said Jennifer

Three exceptionally hot women were walking towards your table. You'd been right, a hot woman has hot friends. Plus, you'd looked through the pictures on Jennifer's phone and ruled out a few, so she'd only invited the best. She'd given you descriptions of her friends so you'd have an advantage to start.

Anissa was a snotty one. She tended to dominate any conversation, and she mainly got along with Jennifer because Jennifer was nice enough to get along with almost anyone. She was used to getting her way because she was hot as hell. Her figure was terrific, and her white dress looked expensive.

Slightly behind her and to the side was Lena. Jennifer worked with her at the vet's office, and she apparently fucked every halfway decent looking guy who brought in a sick beagle or ferret. Her outfit didn't look as fancy, but it was still tight and revealing on her great body.

The third lady in the group, following the farthest behind, was Cassidy. She was a light skinned black girl with killer curves, but Jennifer had made her sound more prudish and reserved than even she had been before you made all your changes. Apparently, she was more interested in software and superheroes than looking good. She didn't look that way tonight, however. Her black and white outfit looked amazing.

You leaned over to whisper into Jennifer's ear, "Damn! Do you even know any women smaller than a D cup?"

She giggled and whispered back, "I meet a lot of women working the front desk at the vet's office, and you told me to pick the hottest. Here they come!"

The three girls walked up and hugged Jennifer with big smiles. Cassidy looked like she was trying to hold her arms in front of her to cover herself, so Jennifer said, "Cassidy, you look amazing! That outfit looks great on you!"

"I had to **** her into something better than a potato sack," said Anissa. "It's almost impossible to get the two of you to wear anything other than sweatpants. Although you definitely made more of an effort than usual tonight!" She turned to look you up and down with a look that said she'd rather you were dead. "Who is this? I thought we were doing a girls night?"

"Oh, don't mind me," you said, slipping in a not very obvious command. "I just saw my old friend here and wanted to say hi. Let me just buy you ladies a round of drinks before I go."

Anissa looked like she wanted to throw up for a moment, but then the commands sunk in and she relaxed. She shurgged her shoulders and said, "Fine, I'll have a cristal."

You went to get a bottle, trying to hide your excitement.