Joe hugged herself, uncomfortable underneath the intense scrutiny of James' dark, unblinking eyes. Of course, that just showcased her prominent breasts even more perfectly in the tiny zip up halter. James noticed her nervousness and stuck out his bottom lip in a look of mock pity, "Awww, little Josie's scared - - what's your name?" He turned back to Mike as he said it, dropping a black duffel bag he had carried in with him onto the couch.
"Um - - Michelle," the sultry redhead said at last.
"Michelle," James nodded his head, "I like that. well, Josie and Michelle, you two relax and let your pills kick in. I'm going to set up the cameras and by the time I'm done both of you will probably be ready to get started."
"C-cameras?" Josie repeated with an audible gulp.
"That's right, kitty cat, cameras," James moved past the black-haired girl, a tripod in his hands, "No sense in having a threesome with two hot pieces of ass like yourselves without the video to prove it, am I right?"
"I - - I don't want to do this in front of cameras," Josie shook her head, talking more to herself than anyone else, not looking or speaking to anyone in particular.
Having set up the tripod James made his way back across the room. He didn't seem made at Josie's reluctance, only amused. He stopped behind her and gave her a friendly, but very firm, smack on the ass that elicited a meep! of surprise and a prancing little jump away from the pizza guy's hand. "Relax, pussy cat, you're going to enjoy this. That was good shit I just dosed you with."
"But why do we even have to do this?" Michelle's hands were clasped together and held up to rest between her breasts in a gesture of female supplication that she didn't even realize she was doing on instinct alone, "With that medallion you can be anyone you want - - get any girl you want. Why do you want to fuck us? I mean, you know we used to be guys!"
James laughed heartily and nodded his head as he connected camera and tripod, "Yeah, you did used to be guys, but I'm still going to fuck both of you - - I admit it's pretty twisted, but I guess that's what turns me on about it!"
"Oh God," Josie felt a little nauseous. She tottered over to the couch and sat down. Out of instinct she began to pack the bong.
"Good idea, sweetness," James nodded his approval, "Whatever you go to do to get ready. Anyway - - look at it like this. Once I got the medallion I could have just run off to fame and fortune and left you two the way you are. At least now I'm giving you a chance to earn your way back to being guys, right?"
"Well, yeah, I guess," Michelle nodded her head uncertainly, "You will turn us back, right? Please?"
"Just as long as you do everything I want for as long as I want, okay, princess?" James got out a laptop and a polaroid camera and set them on a nearby endtable, "Tell you what - go sit over their with Josie and suck on that bong. It'll be good practice for both of you."
"No, that's okay, I'm high enough," Michelle demurred.
"That's not doing everything I say, now is it, Michelle?" James' eyes narrowed with intent.
Michelle shook her head 'no' long red hair tossing about her naked shoulders and scurried over to the couch to comply with what she feared would be the first of many instructions.
