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The Choice | ChaosMuramasa | 8

 

Twin blonde valley girls with huge racks, nice asses, and the power to make them do whatever you want? You'd be insane to pass this kind of opportunity up. The clothing store isn't going anywhere; you'll find plenty of desirable women in there to screw with on any given day at any time. These girls, however, will quickly become a distant memory unless you act fast, so you know you've got to seize the chance while you've still got it.

"Excuse me!" you call out to the probable twins with a boom in your voice, sure to catch their attention as you step towards them. They turn to you casually, not terribly surprised or cautious, as if they expected to run into someone they knew in the middle of a busy shopping plaza. However, as they look at you with inquisitive eyes of forest green, it becomes clear that they don't recognize you---as they shouldn't. You've never met these girls before, so they have no memory of you. Of course, with the power to make anyone accept what you say, memory manipulation and reconstruction is an incredibly simple task.

"Yeah?" the one on the left speaks up, addressing your call. "Can we help you?"

"I thought you girls looked familiar...!" you exclaim with a slowly expanding smile, nodding to yourself as you look to both of them. "Do you remember me, by chance?"

The girls look to each other for a moment, exchanging uncertain and possibly even uncomfortable glances as they briefly whisper to one another. The one on the right is the one to speak this time as they both turn their gazes back to you. "Sorry, I think you're mistaken."

Haha...technically, she's right. Well, time to make them think they're wrong.

"No, no..." you say, dismissing their uncertainties. "There's no way I'd mix you two up. We went to high school together. We met in Biology, remember? Sophomore year? We sat next to each other and became really close. We graduated alongside each other."

With eyes that are still perplexed and now growing with apparent discomfort, they shake their heads once again as the one on the right speaks apologetically. "Sorry...still can't remember you."

While that explanation might have been enough for some people, it seems that these girls aren't as susceptible to your suggestion as most. Granted, you did skip the most critical aspect of any story you make up on the fly like that---the aspect that almost always puts all forms of skepticism and hesitant attitudes to rest.

"Really?" you ask with feigned surprise, looking to bring this aspect into play to deal with their unwillingness. "You still don't remember me? John Doe?"

As if your name was a beacon of light in a hazy tunnel of shadows, their eyes glimmer with captivating radiance as smiles instantly spawn on their faces. "Oh my God!" the one on the left bursts with a tone of surprise in her voice. "John! It's been years!"

Her sister shares a similar form of jubilee as the uncertainty and doubt utterly vanishes from her being. "I can't believe we forgot him, Kayla!"

"I know! Olivia and I are really sorry about that, John," the one on the left apologizes, now giving you full understanding of who was who. Of course, given that they look remarkably similar, you might still trip up in addressing them.

"Yeah, sorry, John," Olivia says with a warm smile as she looks to you. You can see that Olivia has a small beauty mark under the left side of her lip, something that's absent from her twin sister. At the least, you can use that to figure out who's who. "It's been, what...? Two or three years since we graduated? It feels like so much longer. "

As if it actually happened, these girls would now swear on their mother's grave that you definitely went to school with them and were good friends with them. Although initially closed off and wary, a simple mentioning of your name sliced away their doubts and opened them up. You figure that some people may still shut you out even after a proper introduction, but you know that you still would be able to control their thoughts and feelings in the end---it would just require methods a bit more...direct.

For now, though, that's nothing you need to worry about. You've got a set of absolutely stunning blonde twins in front of you who are now adamant in the idea that they know you. This is where the real fun begins.

"So, what have you been up to, John?" Kayla asks with a relaxed smile, eager to catch up with who she thinks to be a long lost friend. "Did you end up getting into that university you were working towards or are you just working now?"

Hm. Do you play along with some small talk before going for what you're really after? Or do you dive headfirst into the heart of the matter and turn these valley girls into your obedient cocksleeves? If so, which one? Olivia or Kayla...or both? And where? Here, out in the parking lot? Over their car? In a store? Or perhaps have them show you their place and get things done there?

Your mind is quickly starting to spin with all of these possibilities that you can make reality through just a few spoken words. Your options are vastly limitless. So, what are you going to go for?

 

What do you do?

 
 
 

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