Announcementcontent warning: mentions of sexI gradually drifted awake Saturday morning to some unfamiliar sensations. It felt like there were two other people in bed with me, but if that was the case then my bed had to be a lot bigger than normal.

  Someone soft and cuddly was curled up against my left side, while someone else just as soft y stretched along my right side. I could feel legs intertwined with my own, while someone's warm small hand rested in between my boobs.

  That's when it all suddenly came back to me, and it hit me like a shot of adrenaline. My eyes popped wide open so I could verify that yes, st night really did happen. I was a girl, and I was ying in my big new bed with Chelsea curled up against my left side while my best friend Gwyneth y stretched out along my right.

  My heart rate shot up again as I remembered the rest of the evening's activities, and it was almost more unbelievable than the reality-bending ptop or the way it transformed Chels and Gwen and me.

  I had sex! For the first time ever! Followed quickly by my second time, then my third... And all that happened after I accidentally turned myself into a girl! And it was with two other girls! Who happened to be my friend Gwyneth, and the formerly-evil Chelsea.

  It would probably take me a bit longer to get my head around all that. Like the realization that my best friend who I thought was a guy all through high school was really a girl, and was apparently now my maid. Not to mention the revetions about Chelsea, that she'd been abused by her dad just like me or that she didn't actually like sports and really just wanted to be small and cute and girly and subby.

  That line of thought left me feeling a little horny again. Or maybe it was just the way Gwen and Chels were cuddled up against me on either side. I could feel their soft warm skin pressed against my own, and the gentle rhythm of their breathing was nice. As I focused I realized I could feel Chelsea's big boobs against my left arm. And it was her hand nestled in my cleavage. The legs wrapped around mine belonged to Gwen, and every now and they moved so one of her thighs rubbed between my own.

  It felt good, and the stuff the three of us did st night was amazing. It was hard to pick any one moment as my favourite, since there were so many. Being eaten out by Chels was great, so was getting fingered by Gwen. In fact just thinking about those memories was enough to get me breathing a bit harder while another little flutter settled deep in my core. What really got me wet though was picturing the look on their faces when they came.

  The way their beautiful bodies went completely limp, apart from maybe a few twitches. The senseless little noises they made. The vacant look in their eyes, as pure pleasure repced any ability to think. As far as I was concerned fucking girls senseless and watching them literally cum their brains out was possibly the best thing ever.

  The more I thought about it the hotter I got, until it crossed my mind that I might have just unlocked my first kink or something. That left me blushing, but it didn't change how I felt one little bit.

  Unfortunately as ready as I was for more sex I knew there were some other important things we all needed to think about. Like Gwen said st night, she couldn't exactly go home in her new form. Same with Chelsea and I, we couldn't show up at school like this. The sad truth was we all needed to go back to normal sooner or ter.

  I could understand why Gwen really didn't want to do that, and I kind of got why Chelsea was happier with her new body too. As for the changes I accidentally did to myself... That was still complicated and confusing. Like I knew I was really a guy and all that stuff, but the thought of actually returning to my normal body made me almost sick to my stomach for some reason.

  Meanwhile every time I thought about this new body it filled me with joy. Even seeing my new face in the mirror made me happy. I was a cute girl and I liked it. I still wasn't sure I liked being called Lisa, and Annalise was even weirder, but they were both way better than the stupid name I had as a guy.

  I sighed quietly to myself, "I wish all three of us could stay like this."

  "Me too Lisa," Chelsea whispered back, startling me since I thought she was asleep.

  Then Gwen mumbled, "Me three. I never want to go back to my guy body again."

  By that point my cheeks were on fire again as I murmured, "I didn't know you two were awake."

  "Just barely," Chels replied. Although the little smile on her face suggested otherwise. A moment ter her hand shifted out of my cleavage and she gently squeezed my left boob, then gave my nipple a pinch.

  "Eep!" I yelped and squirmed.

  That got my legs rubbing against Gwen's, and she made some happy noises while pressing herself closer against my right side.

  Chelsea giggled softly but she didn't do anything else, then a second ter her hand slipped away from my chest.

  "So if we all want to stay like this then let's just do it?" she asked quietly.

  "We can't," I sighed. "We've all got csses to deal with on Monday, and Gwen has to deal with her folks when she goes home. Same with us, your dad will be back from his trip by the end of the week and I'm honestly kind of scared of how he'd react if he caught me like this. And after what you told me yesterday, I'd be scared for you too if he found you looking like that."

  Chels was quiet for a couple seconds before she stated, "I get that Lisa. But you've got a ptop that can change reality, remember? Maybe there's some app or program or something in there that can fix those problems, and anything else that comes up."

  "This is going to sound horrible of me," she added softly, "But I'd be just as happy if my dad never came back. Maybe there's some way to change things so his business trip becomes a permanent assignment or something?"

  Finally her tone got a bit darker as she stated, "Or if he does have to come back, I bet we could use that character editor to fix him so he'll never bother either of us again."

  I turned to face her, then slowly shook my head. "I don't know about that Chels. That st thing I mean? I've already got an idea of how powerful that ptop is, and the thought of using it to mess with people kind of scares me. I don't want to use it for revenge, I don't want to let that power go to my head and turn me evil."

  "You won't miss," Gwen said as she reached out and put a hand on my shoulder. "But Chelsea's got a point? Maybe you can fix things for all three of us, so we never have to return to our old forms. We have until Monday morning to figure it out, right? Or Sunday night, for me. I can stay over again tonight, but my folks will want me home on a school night."

  I thought about it for a half minute then finally nodded, "Ok. You're right, there's a lot of stuff on that ptop I haven't even looked at yet. I have no idea if it's possible, but if it is then hopefully it won't take that long to figure it out."

  Chelsea smiled and offered, "While you're doing that I can go put the coffee on, then make us some breakfast?"

  Gwen added, "And I can do the undry. I should probably wash the bedding too, after what we did to it st night."

  Hearing my best friend basically volunteer to do maid stuff almost made me face-palm again. It also reminded me of a thought I had st night, when I noticed she hadn't said anything about fixing her css. So I decided to ask about that now, before anything else distracted me this morning.

  I turned around to face her as I asked, "You said that maid thing was a mistake, right? Or an experiment, you wanted to see if it'd actually do anything? We can change that at any time though Gwen, you don't have to be anyone's maid. Should we fix that right now?"

  "Oh um..." she mumbled, while her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed.

  After a few seconds I decided to put it to the test. With my eyes on hers I ordered, "Gwyneth tell me the truth, do you want me to change your css so you're not my maid anymore?"

  Gwen blushed even brighter, but she didn't try to look away as she replied. "No miss, I don't want you to change it."

  "Why not?" I asked in that same commanding tone.

  "I like being your maid," she admitted while her cheeks burned bright red. "Like I told you yesterday miss, the thought of being obedient to you turns me on."

  This time she continued unprompted, "I saw all that stuff when I was messing with it yesterday, about needing a mistress and being obedient and everything. So I put you in as my mistress. Because it sounded really hot, and I wanted to try it out. And I trust you not to take advantage of me."

  Somehow I wasn't even surprised anymore. I nodded slowly, "Alright then. You can go ahead and take care of the undry and bedding while Chelsea gets the coffee and breakfast started. And I'll see what I can figure out with the ptop."

  After that all three of us got up. Gwen and I took turns in my washroom, while Chelsea headed upstairs to her own on the upper floor. Then once we'd cleaned up I pulled on a pair of leggings and a loose tunic top, while Gwen asked if she could borrow some clothes while hers were in the wash.

  I didn't have a problem with that, but my clothes were all kind of short on her. So the leggings she borrowed looked more like capris on her long shapely legs, while my t-shirt left a bit of her cute midriff exposed.

  Once dressed Gwyneth tossed the nightshirts and her clothes from yesterday into the undry hamper, before stripping the bed. Then she hauled the bedding and the hamper out of my room and over to the washing machine in the opposite corner of the basement.

  Meanwhile I took my little pink ptop over to my desk and settled into my comfy new gamer chair, and that's when I noticed two things. First off, I hadn't seen the little white charger since I updated my inventory yesterday afternoon, and second there was a small pink ptop dock sitting on my desk in between the two gamer keyboards.

  I pced the little computer onto its matching dock and sure enough the amber charge LED came on. Then I turned it on, but before I started looking for a solution to our long-term problems my curiosity got the better of me. So I opened up the character editor once more, to check on a few things.

  I pulled up Gwen's sheet first, then navigated to that sub-page with all the sex info. Sure enough it listed two kinks for my best friend. And after everything that happened over the past twelve hours neither of them surprised me. Apparently Gwen had a thing for big boobs and nipples, but her real turn-ons were mind control and hypnokink.

  Next I exited out of her sheet then opened mine again, and this time I took a closer look at my css. As with Gwen's Maid css, my SysAdmin value drilled down into a detailed sub-screen. And like my best friend, my sheet also indicated my sub-css was a level twelve student. Which confirmed what I'd already guessed, we were both in our first year of college, so we'd completed twelve years of school. At the end of this month we'd probably level-up that css to thirteen.

  That wasn't why I was there though, my real interest was the SysAdmin css. And what I saw in front of me both confirmed my suspicions and told me some stuff I hadn't even considered.

  As a SysAdmin my role was to keep the realms - whatever that meant - running smoothly. I was supposed to have the skills and the tools to fix problems, patch glitches, and ensure everything was functioning correctly. I also learned that SysAdmins didn't have normal level progression like other csses. Instead there were a handful of specific levels, which denoted what sorts of powers and responsibilities a given SysAdmin had.

  Like the 'Moderator' level was limited to a single 'realm' and only had access to certain tools, such as the Status Editor. A 'Controller' was the next step up, they were also restricted to their own realm but had more tools at their disposal. There were a couple more levels above that, but my level was the one at the top. Root access meant I had full control over everything. All realms, and everything contained in them.

  Honestly it was kind of terrifying when I really thought about it.

  After staring at that for a while I finally navigated out of it, then on a whim I pulled up my own sexual info page. I was only a little surprised to see it had somehow changed on its own since yesterday. It wasn't a big difference, but one new field had appeared. Sure enough I unlocked a new kink st night, and I already knew what it was. I got off on making girls cum themselves senseless.

  Thinking about it actually got my heart rate up a little, as I found myself fantasizing about my best friend again. And Chels too for that matter. After a couple seconds it occurred to me, between my SysAdmin css and the ptop I had the power to fulfill both their kinks in ways nobody else could. And that in turn would let me cater to my own special interest.

  I ended up daydreaming about that for a bit, before I shook myself out of it. As hot as it was, it was also kind of scary. So I made myself a silent promise that I wouldn't actually do it. Not unless both Gwyneth and Chelsea asked me to.

  After a few more seconds I exited that screen, then quit the character editor completely. There were three other editors I hadn't even opened yet. Level, Realm, and Status. And for that matter I hadn't looked that closely at the Inventory Editor either. I'd only got as far as using it to fix the mismatch stuff, then quit as soon as it was done. On the other hand, our current problem didn't seem like an inventory thing, so that could wait for ter.

  I figured I'd take the other three alphabetically, but before I could open the Level Editor Chelsea called from upstairs.

  "Lisa, Gwen, breakfast's ready!"

  PurpleCatGirl