"Well, don't the two of you look cozy," Megan commented as she walked into the bedroom to find me and Patty cuddling up underneath the freshly changed sheets and having showered off, "I was wondering if I would have to sleep in the kitchen with how long the two of you were going."
Patty blushed at Megan's teasing, "Sorry, I just never wanted it to end."
"Trust me, Patty, I know exactly how you feel." Megan forgave her friend with a smile before reaching down and pulling off her shirt.
My eyes immediately shot down to stare at Megan's bouncing chest that nearly spilled out of her lacy red bra.
"Uh-uh, down boy," Megan chastised as she shot me a knowing look, "I'm going to take a shower, and then we're going to watch a movie or something, and not break out into a threesome."
"Alright," I held up my hands in surrender, but Megan continued to stare at me for a moment longer before finishing to get undressed and then heading into the bathroom.
"I know I shouldn't be shocked that you're still thinking of sex after everything we just did, but how are you not exhausted?" Patty muttered in disbelief as she curled up against me, her head resting on my chest, and her left leg thrown over my body.
I leaned over and kissed the top of her head, "Perk of being a demon."
"If I weren't so exhausted, I'd be freaking out and asking a hundred questions, but I don't want to ruin the moment," Patty sighed briefly, closing her eyes and letting out a content hum, "Though don't be surprised if I interrogate you over breakfast."
"Ask away, but I'm afraid I won't have nearly as many answers as you'd hope," I warned, though Patty didn't seem to hear me.
Letting her rest, I instead turned my attention to the notifications that had queued up throughout the night.
[You have claimed Patty Patterson as your Thrall and have earned the following reward(s)]
Reward(s):
+1 Perk Point
+1 Hex Point
+1 Development Point
[Notice: The Following Changes have gone into Effect]
1. +1 to daily tantric regeneration [+3 daily]
2. +5 to daily lust [+15 lust daily]
3. Going forward, only thralls can mitigate your lust, providing a -5 effect to daily lust gain
--[Day 18 Report]--
Simlife
Revenue: +$$53,206
Cost: -$38,235
Profit: $14,971
Modifiers: Fortune II [+10%]
Income: +$16,468
Total: $97,323
DateLife
Energy Spent: 1
Energy Gained: 3
Tantric Reserves: 5/5
Lust: +10
Total: 15/100
'More balancing huh?' I thought to myself, staring at the final note under the 'changes' notice, 'So now that I'm gaining fifteen lust daily and I can only lose up to ten with Patty and Megan, that means I only have seventeen more days until I max out. Which, if I remember correctly, will turn me into a literal uncontrollable sex fiend.'
[Yep, decided you needed some more incentives to really start growing your coven]
'Alright, but at this rate, I'll always be gaining more lust than I can satisfy with my thralls,' I pointed out as I heard the voice of my system come to life in my mind.
[For now, yes, which is why you should focus on getting to the next tier so you can increase your limit. Which shouldn't be too hard, seeing as you already have three candidates lined up.
'For now? Does that mean things will change in the future?'
[What kind of question is that? Of course they will, you haven't even scratched the surface of what all this demon business, you have no idea what's in store.]
'Should I be worried or something?'
The system was quiet for a moment before answering.
[No]
'You're a terrible liar, you know that.'
[Maybe, or maybe I'm consciously manipulating your thought patterns and behavior to slightly shift the probabilities of your actions so things play out according to my infinitely complex prediction models.]
Now it was my turn to stall as the system not so subtly hinted at being a master manipulator, 'You're fucking with me, right?'
[Kinda, sorta, but not really, I am running a prediction model and factoring in how our conversations impact your decision making and unconscious actions, but the effect is so negligible without active conditioning that our conversations would need far more prolonged and targeted for my ramblings to have any real impact]
'Okay, so to be clear, you're not trying to turn me into a puppet?'
[No, I'm not trying to turn you into a puppet, again my sole and only purpose is to make your afterlife as enjoyable as possible. Actually, that's the only reason why I'm talking to you, because those calculations and predictions I mentioned look a lot better when we have these conversations. Seriously do you know how taxing it is to create a personality out of a probability curve, it's likely more processing power than every single decvice your race ever manufactured combined.]
'Alright, alright, I get it, no need to beat me over the head with it,' I surrendered the point, eager to move on in the conversation, 'Anything else I should know about?'
[Should know about yes, but am I going to tell you, no]
I sighed through my nose, 'I should have seen that answer coming from a mile away.'
[Yes, you should have, now stop talking to me and enjoy having two naked women in bed with you.]
Before I could reply, I felt the system withdraw from my mind, making it clear that the conversation was over.
At that same moment, Megan stepped out of the bathroom naked as the day she was born. Megan smiled at me before frowning as she glanced at Patty, "Don't tell me she's asleep already."
"I'm not sleeping, I'm just resting my eyes," Patty muttered with her eyes still closed shut.
"Well then, if your eyes are resting, then you don't care what movie we put on," Megan replied with a grin as she climbed into bed, cuddling up to my other side, "Maybe we could do a Twilight marathon."
"Twilight!" Patty shot upright and stared at Megan with a burning look in her eyes
Megan smirked as she grabbed the remote, "Works every time."
"It's not fair, you know how much I love those movies," Patty muttered with a fake pout across her lips.
"I'm beginning to feel a bit fetishised over here," I interjected with an uneasy grimace, only for Patty to smack me playfully on my arm, "Don't joke about that. Besides, you're a demon, not a vampire; it's totally different."
"Just so you know, she's only getting defensive because you're right on the money," Megan whispered, though her voice was more than loud enough for Patty to hear her, "I remember this one time at summer camp she brought all her smut books with her and when Patty thought she was alone in the bunk-"
"So what movie are we going to watch!?" Patty quickly interrupted Megan and shot her a dirty glare that promised retribution.
Megan cackled but refrained from continuing the embarrassing story, "I don't know, I was joking when I brought it up, but I wouldn't mind watching some cheesy vampire smut."
"It's not cheesy," Patty muttered defensively.
"But you do agree it's vampire smut." Megan pressed only for Patty to roll her eyes, "Yeah, no shit, I'm not watching those movies for the acting."
I couldn't help but smile fondly as the two girls bickered in a way that only true best friends could, while they clung to my body, 'I know this sounds insane, but maybe the system was right, I should just enjoy this and be in the moment.'
[You're damn right I was]
I couldn't help but smirk at the final snide remark, but didn't bother to reply as Megan turned on the TV and started flipping through the seemingly endless streaming services, trying to find which one had the movie about sparkly vampires.
--[Lois]--
'Goddamnit!'
I stared down at the stupid piece of plastic in my hand and wanted to throw up, 'I don't get it, I took the pill, how could this happen?'
It felt like the walls were closing in around me, and my entire body was flushed with heat even as I broke out in a nervous sweat, 'Damnit, why did I ever go over to that damn restaurant?! What the hell am I supposed to do now?!'