The Concert

Tom’s sense of ignorant bliss did not last very long, at least outside of various women throwing themselves at him. Some of these he knew, some he didn’t, but all of them asked him to help Lisa keep up her general buzz. Mostly by fucking them. She was so horny all the time, after all, and needed something to take the edge off so she could think straight. That something was him.

He realized somewhere in there one of the big problems with all of his female friends being part of Lisa was that he didn’t have a lot of people to talk to. He wanted to hash out how he actually felt about Lisa’s apparent plan for, what, world domination? He just really wanted to talk to somebody about it. But the top two people he felt he could have confided in about it were his step-sister Ashleigh and his friend Blaire. But they were both part of Lisa now. At least once, he caught himself just before he started talking to Blaire about it in the kitchen. Not that Lisa would have been mad or anything, it just… he didn’t know what he wanted to say to her, exactly. That’s why he wanted to talk to someone else.

He thought about his friend Jackson from high school. They hadn’t talked in a while, they’d both been busy with work, and ever since Jackson had gotten married they hadn’t hung out as much. But he bet if he asked Jackson to meet him at a bar one night, he wouldn’t say no.

In the meantime, going to a Serena concert would be pretty fun, even if Lisa had her usual multiple motives. He would be lying to himself if he didn’t admit that he thought that the idea of Lisa absorbing a worldwide pop star was somehow really, really sexy. Lisa was actually probably the more into Serena’s music of the two of them. Tom mostly just thought she was hot. Her sexuality had always been a big part of her music and her shows. Often she performed in little more than lingerie, saying that she found showing off empowering. Her most recent album was clearly trying to be more “mature” than her past entries, but she still couldn’t help showing her underwear on the cover.

It was just Lisa (in her original body) and him that went to the concert, though he knew Christie the former Gold Star lesbian security guard was there somewhere, too. Lisa drove them in Whitney’s fancy new BMW (she had insisted she should drive), giving Tom some time to think on the way. For whatever reason he started remembering the stories he’d seen about Serena’s string of celebrity exes. She had been with a famous baseball player and a popular actor, among several others. If Lisa were to absorb her, then she would have memories of fucking those famous men. How was Tom supposed to measure up to a millionaire athlete?

Then he had another thought, and before he had time to overthink it, he turned to Lisa and asked, “Hey, you’re not planning to just gas the whole arena with nanobots at this concert, are you?”

She looked at him for a second, then laughed. “No! Of course not! I mean, I don’t even have that many extra nanobots right now, even if I… I mean, OK, did I think about it? Yes, I did. But right now, I’m sticking to a more curated hive mind experience, OK? Like a dozen people at once, tops.” She smiled at his still-unconvinced expression. “Look, let’s just relax and have an awesome time. I promise, no superspreader events.” She held up one hand, keeping the other on the wheel. “Scout’s Honor.”

“You were never a Girl Scout,” Tom pointed out.

“Lisa was never a Girl Scout,” she corrected him. “Three of me were, though.”

“OK,” Tom nodded. “But just so we’re on the same page, you are hoping to somehow add Serena Wisdom tonight, right?”

“Yes, I am,” Lisa said matter of factly. “It’s pretty obvious right? I mean that’s why I picked Christie in the first place. Baby, I can’t make any guarantees, but I think there’s a pretty good chance you’ll be screwing one of the most famous women in the world really soon. Isn’t that fucking amazing? This whole thing is like… a miracle. Isn’t it?

Tom just smiled at her and nodded.

Their seats were on the floor of the arena, pretty close to the stage, actually. In the middle of the opening act, both of them were sitting and bobbing their heads as they listened to the music when out of nowhere Lisa made a small, strangled noise, stiffened, and nearly slid off her chair.

Tom caught her and held her upright. Lisa got ahold of herself a moment later and, after a few seconds of breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth, sat back in her chair on her own.

“Are you OK?” he asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” she said. “Just vicarious nanobot stuff.” She noticed he seemed unconvinced. “I’m good, I mean it,” she repeated. “Just enjoy the concert, seriously.”

And he did, especially when Serena finally came out on stage in an extremely slinky silver dress that left basically nothing to the imagination and sang her hit, “Blow My Mind.” Tom got swept up in her performance and temporarily forgot about everything else. At one point, she got down and writhed around on the stage, along with several other extremely hot female back-up dancers, as she performed “Get on Your Knees.”

He had to admit, she really was an amazing performer. Lisa seemed to be having a great time, too, dancing, clapping, and singing along. Early on, she leaned over to say into his ear, “Don’t worry, baby. Look all you want. I’m not jealous, trust me.” He wasn’t going to disagree with her.

Then Serena sat down behind a shimmering, bedazzled piano to sing her hit love ballad, “Two of Us.” She leaned into the mic, gave a wry smile, and said, “I’d like to dedicate this next one to my new boyfriend!”

While the teenage girls in the crowd collectively went insane, Tom was worried by this development. If Serena had just gone public with a new relationship, how would it look if Lisa absorbed her and had her immediately break up with the new guy?

But then Serena turned, looked directly at Tom, and winked. Then she actually waved at him, once, very quickly, and gave him a big grin. Lisa’s grin, he realized. Without anything further, she launched into the song.

Tom turned to Lisa. “You already…? Why didn’t you tell me?”

She shrugged, then laughed. “You know I like surprises. Christie switched out her hairspray in her dressing room for a spray bottle of nanobots.”

He blinked. “Before, when you had your, I dunno, episode? That was when it happened.” He looked at her. “Were you… coming? I thought you figured out how to control the sensations.”

She leaned toward him, putting her mouth inches from his ear, and also reached out and put a hand on his leg. “I can… if I want to,” she purred. “But I wanted to feel Serena rushing into me, all of her. I came so hard I almost passed out.” She moved her hand up his leg to his crotch, feeling him through his jeans. “There’s my baby. It makes you so hard, doesn’t it? Knowing Serena’s here, now, and she wants you?”

Tom looked her in the eyes, then kissed her, hard, as the music swelled behind them. After they broke off, he said, “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby,” Lisa replied, “and now, so does Serena.” Then she gave his dick a squeeze through his pants.

Serena Wisdom played by Skye Blue