Yes.

After all the time it took, Mason really wished he could have ridden into the library on a purebred, white courser. Maybe while also weaning a lace-up, Fabio-esque shirt. But once he opened the door any disappointment faded instantly. Probably because Yumi was already there waiting for him.

The petite girl was standing a little awkwardly, clearly unsure of what to do with her hands. But she was also obviously happy. Her rapidly, reddening face sported a small, but eager, grin. And her hazel eyes were alive with light.

"H-Hi," The pint-sized girl said softly.

"Hey," Mason said back, a little shorter on breath than he expected. But he didn't let that deter him. He offered one of his long arms to her. "Ready to get out of here?"

Yumi tittered demurely but quickly took the proffered arm with both of hers. Now Mason knew that his fun-sized girlfriend did so out of affection. But as they walked out into the cold air, he couldn't help but wonder if she was also trying to steal some of his body heat.

If that was the case then she didn't get much of a chance. The library was right by the parking lot. And it didn't take long for the two to cross the mostly deserted spaces. So it wasn't long before the two were in her car and off to the theater.

As was pretty common, two nerds rode along in comfortable silence. The two had known each other so long that they had long ago hit the point where they could just quietly enjoy each other's company. But that turned out to only last until their first red light.

"Um, could I have my kiss now?" The tiny, Japanese girl asked without looking at him.

In lieu of a verbal answer, Mason leaned over and planted a quick, but passionate peck on her lips. As much as he would have loved to make out with her then and there, Yumi was driving. So he would have to save that for later.

"If you ever want more just say the word," The taller teen said playfully.

"Okay," Yumi said a little dreamily.

It wasn't a very long drive from the school to the Starlight Cineplex. It was one of the more popular theaters in town. Partly because it was big, partly because it was clean, but mostly because it was one of the nice ones with the loveseat recliners. Thankfully as popular as it was, Tuesday afternoon wasn't really a busy time for movie theaters. So the two of them were able to quickly pick up their tickets, which Yumi ordered in advance, from the box office.

Once they were inside, his tiny date turned to him.

"I, uh, I've got to visit the restroom," Yumi said a little awkwardly.

"Alright, I'll probably just wait out here if that's okay with you," Mason joked lamely.

Yumi lightly slapped him on the arm but laughed all the same. She hurried away, leaving her boyfriend on his own.

Having grown up with a sister and two moms Mason was very aware that it didn't take much to back up the women's bathroom. So he probably had a few minutes before she returned. At least he had something to occupy his time.

As was fast becoming his habit, he opened Luxuria. Their car kiss had apparently earned another ten silver. That brought his girlfriend's total to 6,620. Mason really wanted to spend some of it but was once again stumped on what to spend it on. But something caught his eye, the Relationship option. The tall teen was curious exactly how the scores Lilith mentioned worked. And what Yumi's actually were.

But before he could start spending his silver though, Mason noticed something. Their relationship had modifiers. All of which were marked with a blinking new icon.

Childhood Friends Turned Lovers: You and Yumi have been moving towards this for a long time. So it will be very difficult to lower her love score!

Traded Virginities: You were Yumi's first, and she was yours. So you'll earn more silver and gold from sexy times involving Yumi!

Boyfriend/Girlfriend: As long as you are dating, Yumi will enjoy sex with you more!

All of that was good news. It was another set of safety nets, one for dating and one for fucking. And more silver and gold would always be useful. But the tall guy did still tap on the chat icon.

Mason: Why didn't I get an update about the new modifiers for Yumi?

Lilith: Uh, 'cause you didn't ask for that? You just asked for me to let you know about when you earned more silver and gold. Remember? You were cupping your balls at the time.

Mason: I remember. Can I also get messages about new relationship modifiers?

Lilith: Fine. But only if you get Yumi in the sack again!

Mason: Deal.

That seemed like a win-win. Especially given that he already was hoping to do that today anyway. For now, though, he turned his attention to the massive menu of information. Fortunately, he was able to quickly spot the tapable icon labeled meters.

It opened a pop-up menu when he clicked it. As promised there were three meters. Platonic, Romantic, and Sexual. It looked like they worked on a scale of -100 to 100, but all three were grayed out. It apparently cost 150 silver to unlock each. Which would be a lot for some of his targets, but was just a drop in the bucket for Yumi. So Mason hit the unlock button for each of them.

He had expected the numbers to be pretty high. But even so, he was astounded at what he saw. The Platonic score was actually the lowest at 96. With the Sexual and Romantic scores topping it at 97 and 98 respectively. It was truly shocking and humbling just how much Yumi cared about him.

"Ok," Yumi said, seeming to materialize behind her giant boyfriend. When Mason turned to face her, she looked nervously up at him. Her bespectacled, hazel eyes were wide with apprehension. "Um, we still have some time before the movie starts. So…"

"Time Crisis?" He offered. In an instant, his miniature lover beamed up at him. The two had always enjoyed playing rail shooters at the arcade. And the Time Crisis machine at the local movie theater, in particular, had eaten many, many of their quarters over the years.

"Time Crisis!" The Japanese girl agreed happily.

It turned out that going on a date with Yumi wasn't that much different than the two just hanging out. Especially since they couldn't go crazy without making their relationship public knowledge. But part of it was that, as his sister had often (and loudly) pointed out, the two had been dating in all but name for several years now.

The two young lovers spent about half an hour, after a quick diversion to the change machine, blasting polygonal soldiers with their brightly colored, plastic, light guns. Given that the only child was well aware that her allowance by far outclassed her blue-eyed boyfriend's, the two took turns feeding the machine. But when the movie was about to begin, Mason did at least feel the need to pay for the snacks.

Still, there were some differences. Yumi was a little quicker to blush, usually because Mason said something a little flirty. And at the concession counter, they ended up getting only one large drink to share, instead of the two mediums they normally would. He also got a packet of peanut butter M&Ms over the short girl's flustered objections. They were her favorite candy after all.

But the biggest difference was in the energy. There was just some indescribable dynamic that had never existed before. At least until they got into the theater properly. Sitting in the mostly empty room, Mason felt confident in taking Yumi's tiny hand into his own. Which was a really apt turn of phrase, given that his giant meat hook completely engulfed her dainty, little hand. But she didn't seem bothered. Embarrassed sure, the Asian teenager's red face was staring intently down at her lap. Though it seemed the scandalous mortification of public hand-holding, wasn't enough to keep her from enjoying the physical affection. At least based on how tightly she held onto him, and how big her smile was.

The two sat patiently until the lights went down. Then in the darkness, something else changed. As the credits began, the tiny girl lifted the armrest between them. Yumi curled up against his side, seemingly trying to create the maximum amount of bodily contact. So Mason obliged her, wrapping an arm around her tiny form and resting his hand on her hip.

The two cuddled in the darkness as the movie, the latest Marvel movie, played on the big screen. They also took advantage of the fact they had actually already seen this one to steal kisses during the more boring parts.

But sadly nice as the moment was, it couldn't last forever. Eventually, the house lights came up, and they were **** to head back out into the world. Of course the gigantic soda they shared meant they needed one more potty break before hitting the road. Mason used it as an opportunity to check his phone. His date had apparently earned 65 silver in total, not much but it wasn't like he really needed it for Yumi.

The two left in high spirits, smiling like fools. But as they drove home a strange tension filled the air. Mason's best guess was it was a combination of two things. The first was horniness. Their canoodling had only whetted Mason's appetite. And based on the way the short, Japanese girl kept glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, his girlfriend was in the same boat.

But there was something else too. As she drove home Yumi grew more and more anxious. Her grip on the steering wheel grew tighter and tighter until her knuckles grew ghostly white. And she was in danger of chewing her lip right off. After all these years Mason could tell at a glance what was going on in her head. Yumi had told him she wanted to talk, but now she was losing her nerve and was internally debating whether to chicken out or not.

He was very much tempted to not let her. It wouldn't be hard to head her off. But he decided to at least give her courage a chance to triumph.

They parked in Yumi's driveway, obviously, but ended up heading towards Mason's house. And as they entered they came face to face with his mom.

"Hey you two," Tegan said warmly. The older blonde had swapped out her preferred sundress for a sweater and a pair of loose pants. She had one hand searching through her gigantic purse when they walked in, before successfully pulling her keys free from the rest of the junk she always carried around.

"Hi Mrs. Griffith," Yumi said with a timorous smile.

"Hey Mom," Mason said casually, but then tilted his head. "Are you heading out again?"

"Unfortunately yes," The tall woman said with a heavy sigh. "There was apparently some sort of clerical error in Rayen's case. So she's going to be stuck there late trying to put the fire out."

As she spoke the middle-aged woman picked up a Tupperware container from the entry table and showed it to them.

"So I'm off to provide dinner and emotional support," Tegan said with a rueful chuckle. "I'm going to try and be back in time for dinner. But this might take a while so I hope you're okay with leftovers tonight."

"Sounds good to me," He said. Tegan's cooking was so good that even one too many nights in the fridge couldn't make it bad. Not that it was ever around that long.

"Alrighty then. Care to join us Yumi?"

"Maybe," The tiny, Asian teen said softly. "I'll have to ask my parents."

"Well, you're always welcome." Tegan pulled Yumi into a quick hug before getting up on her toes to kiss her son on the cheek. "Have fun you two."

The slender woman was out the door with only one more awkward wave of her key-filled hand. Unknowingly leaving her son and his girlfriend alone in an empty house. It was deathly quiet and neither of the nerds could bring themselves to fill the void. So instead they did what they normally did, and headed up to Mason’s room. But once they were there, and put down their bags, the two just stood there.

Normally one of them would sit on the bed and the other would take the computer chair. Then they would while away the hours playing or watching something. But at that moment all they could do was awkwardly stand there. And when the silence became too much to bear Mason broke it.

"I had a really good time today," He said warmly.

"Me too," Yumi whispered. She stared up at him in wide-eyed terror. In an instant, his resolve completely fizzled away. He had to give his high-strung but adorable girlfriend a chance to back out. The tall, young man would feel like a monster if he didn't.

"I know you said you wanted to talk earlier, but if you don't actually want to..." He trailed off but felt he made his offer clear enough. But to his surprise, Yumi answered him almost immediately.

"N-No," The Asian girl said. Her brow was furrowed and her hazel eyes darted away from him. But despite her stutter, her high-pitched voice did have its own special beans of determination. "This is important. It's just…"

"Bad?" He offered.

"No. At least I don't think it is." Yumi nibbled on her knuckle as she spoke, a quirk she had picked up somewhere in grade school. "It's just weird. Like, really weird."

"I can handle it," He said sincerely. Before jokingly adding, "Remember I've had Viv for a sister my entire life."

That at least got the short girl to smile. It was half amused and half hopeful, and when Mason grabbed her hand and led her towards his bed she seemed generally relieved. The two sat cross-legged facing each other, with Mason's back to the headboard.

"Alright," Yumi said before taking a deep breath. "I think I need to just say it."

"Take your time." And it seemed Yumi was willing to listen to him. It took what felt like several minutes for her to speak. She sat there staring down at nothing. Before eventually, she muttered something all in one go.

"Iwanttoseeyoutobewithothergirls."

If he didn't already have some idea of what she was saying Mason wouldn't have stood a chance at understanding her. But he did. Even knowing what she was going to say, it was still a bit of a shock to hear it with his own ears. Which was actually useful. Mason wasn't much of an actor, and he knew he needed to at least act surprised.

"I don't follow," Mason said carefully.

"I-I want you to be with other girls," Yumi said more slowly with closed eyes. Before they flew open and her head snapped up.

"T-Too!," She added, pushing glasses back up her button nose. "I want you to be with other girls too. I don't want to break up."

The poor girl seemed terrified by that prospect, her hazel eyes growing a little misty. So Mason reached out and placed his hand on hers, figuring it would be a kind gesture.

"Can I ask some questions?" The blond man said tenderly. When the tiny girl gave a silent nod he asked his first question. "By being with do you mean… sex?"

"Yes," Yumi said. "Well, not just sex. I w-want to actually date more girls. I know it's weird. I'm not sure why I want this. But I've thought about it a lot."

"So this is something you really want?" He asked. "You're not just saying this for some reason?"

"No. This is something I've really wanted for a long time." The Japanese girl said quickly. "I remember when I was a kid. My mom had this soap opera she really liked. And there were these two women who both wanted the same guy. Love triangle stuff you know? And I remembered asking my mom why they just didn't share him. She just laughed it off and said I'd understand when I got older. But I didn’t. The idea stuck. I've just… been fascinated by the concept ever since."

"Okay. If this really means that much to you we can try and figure this out." Mason wasn't sure whether he was agreeing too easily or if he was unnecessarily dragging this out. After all most men in his position would probably just yell "YES!" And then probably immediately jump Yumi. But he needed to try and be at least a little practical about the jackpot he had just been handed.

"R-Really?" The skinny, Asian girl said in wonderment. "You'll try and find some more girlfriends?"

"I don't see why I can't at least try. I do have a few more questions though."

"Of course! I'm just glad you'll consider this. I know it's not exactly an easy thing to ask. A lot of girls just probably aren't going to be alright with this." Yumi said rapidly.

"That's true." Or at least it would be if he didn't have the app. Luxuria might actually be able to help Yumi's dream come true. Not that it wouldn't do, and hadn't already done, wonders for Mason too. "Because you do want these other girlfriends to know, right?"

"Yes. I want us to all be one, well really big, happy family," She explained before growing flustered again. "Sorry that was presumptuous, wasn't it? It just slipped out."

"It's alright. I understand what you mean." Spending his life with Yumi was hardly an idea to take offense to. In fact, Mason found the thought of his life without the adorable girl to be a far more repellent concept. "So how exactly do you want this to work? Like, let's say I find a girl I like. Then what?"

"Um, I guess you ask her out?" The tiny, girl said unsurely.

"You don't want me to clear it with you first?" He asked. Surely she would at least want veto power. What if he dated someone she didn't like?

"I don't think you really need my permission." The Japanese teen could only barely get the words out. But when she saw the surprised look she elaborated. "I trust you. I wouldn't bring this up if I didn't. And I kind of like the idea that you might one day just introduce me to a new girlfriend."

"And you're really okay with me having sex with these other girls?" This was the moment of truth.

"More than ok…" Yumi said breathily. Her round face was burning, and she squirmed around on the bed. Whether she was embarrassed or aroused by the confession was impossible to say. But if Mason was a betting man, he would say it was probably a little of both.

"You want to watch me have sex with other women." It was half a verification and half a statement of fact. When his adorable girlfriend gave a small nod, Mason decided to push forward. "You want to see me pull out my cock and let them worship it. You want me to rut them like a beast until I leave them cum-soaked, blissed-out messes. You want me to put together a harem of beautiful women that I've ruined for any other man."

Despite the blush on his cheeks, Mason didn’t stop himself. After all, why bother holding back now?

"Mason," Yumi whined. The poor girl was panting with unfulfilled lust. Her tiny hands were lightly tracing patterns along her inner thighs. It was apparently taking a great deal of willpower to not touch her no doubt soaked pussy.

"Sorry," The tall man apologized. "I just needed to make sure you were serious about this."

"Don't apologize," Yumi insisted. "I… I would actually love for that to happen…"

The two sat there for a moment. Each was lost in their own little fantasy. But after a time the Asian girl spoke again.

"Do… Do you want me to… take care of that?"

The tiny girl's hazel eyes were locked on Mason's crotch. Another obvious tent had formed in his jeans. Not surprising that given that his dick had never gone truly soft since their cuddle session earlier.