Vivian stretched herself awake, surfacing from the pleasant fuzziness of a dream she couldn’t quite remember. Her movements inadvertently caused the game controller on her lap to tumble to the ground, punctuating its fall with a dull thud. Right. They had been playing Amelia’s game… for... some reason.

“Hmmmmm…” Beside her, Sophia stirred; lifting her arms over her head as she too tried to scare away the remaining drowsiness. “How long was I out…?”

Vivian turned to look at her, her cheeks starting to burn as she involuntarily fixated on her roommate's bare legs and slightly exposed stomach. 

“Uh… no idea.” She was shocked by how difficult it was to take her eyes off her roommate. “Looks like I dozed off a bit too. Guess Amelia’s dorky game was pretty boring, right?” She laughed weakly. 

Sophia smiled, giggling in response. Her expression softened as she turned to face Vivian, she tilted her head with a bit of curiosity, looking at the other girl up and down. “Hey Viv… did you get a haircut or something…” her face reddened a bit. “You look.. cute…”

Vivian blushed. Her vision continued to trail along Sophia’s soft curves against her will. “Uh… thanks… you too Soph.” Their eyes met. Leaving Vivian staring at her roommate. Had Sophia always had such pretty eyes?

Suddenly the door to one of the bedrooms creaked open, and the resident nerd shyly peeked out into the living room. “You girls… uh… get anywhere with my game yet?” she whispered meekly. 

Startled, both girls quickly looked in opposite directions, fidgeting with their hair and doing their best to avoid any and all eye contact. Vivian idly turned towards the television. “Your stupid game put us both to sleep.”

Next to her Sophia stifled a laugh. “Yeah pipsqueak, it was so boring we passed out.”

Amelia pouted, looking between the two girls with her usual timid annoyance. She flashed a mischievous grin. Fleeting so quickly that Vivian thought she’d only imagined it. The door to her room drifted open, leaving Amelia standing there meekly holding her arm wearing nothing but a tight tank top and striped panties which barely peeked out from underneath.

When the girls finally turned back to look at her their faces went flush, with Sophia even going as far as partially covering her eyes and turning away again. “Amie… where are your pants…?” She asked. 

Vivian was frozen in place transfixed by her dorky roommate’s adorable body. She blinked and shook her head. Adorable? Since when had Amelia been adorable?

Amelia looked at both of them innocently, bringing a finger to her lips. “Huh…?” Then casually glanced down at herself. “Oh… I figured since you two were always in your underwear, it’d be alright…” She swayed her hips gently to accentuate her point. Vivian felt her heart start to beat faster, finally able to break the spell she looked over at Sophia who seemed equally flustered.

“What?” Vivian whispered. “That’s… not true…”

Amelia placed a hand on her hips and walked around in front of the sofa. She looked the girls up and down, undressing them with her eyes. “Really? Then what are you wearing right now?”

Both girls looked at each other, then at themselves. Their faces grew even redder. Just then realizing how they were dressed. Both Vivian and Sophia shared Amelia’s casual appearance, just one of their usual shirts over their underwear. The bottom part of which was exposed, especially as they leaned over the backrest of the couch from when they looked over at Amelia’s room. Quickly the two sat down, pulling their tops down to try and cover themselves.

“Ok… but that doesn’t mean we dress like this all the time!” Vivian snapped.

Amelia giggled. “Why so modest all of a sudden? I mean it's just us girls right? Don’t you remember, you girls don’t need to cover anything up~”

Sophia and Vivian relaxed, letting go of their shirts. “Right, just us girls…” they repeated. 

Suddenly, Vivian remembered. That’s right… Sophia and Vivian never wore pants around the house. It was much comfier like this, plus… they didn’t need to, they were all girls after all. B-but looking at Amelia dressed the same way was still weird… because… because…

Vivian’s gaze drifted down along her body and back up again looking for a reason. She realized she never really appreciated the other girl’s body before. She had this adorable boyish figure that really fit her usual mousy dorky nature. Her present outfit gave Vivian’s eyes complete access to her smooth pale legs. Her tank top accentuated her soft curves.  And her big oval glasses framed her face in a way that magnified her cuteness. 

It was hard to not keep staring at her. Especially as she leaned forward, giving Vivian a peak at her practically non existent chest. Her soft hand cupped her chin, lifting her head up to make eye contact. She was grinning seductively. “Plus, it's not like either of you are into girls… right?”

Normally Vivian would have been concerned by her roommate’s uncharacteristic change in attitude. But it was hard to do anything but stare and blush, like she had just been caught in a lie, when the other girl was looking at her like that. So possesively and confidently. Vivian’s face turned a shade of red reserved for cute boys she met at the university library.

Beside her Sophia stammered. “I-I’m not into girls! “ 

Vivian weakly nodded, unable to continue to meet Amelia’s gaze. Her words were feeling a lot less believable as she said them. “Y-yeah… Me neither...” Especially not cute girls like Amelia. O-or Sohpia for that matter. They were just her roommates. Her female roommates. And she wasn’t into girls… right?

Vivian shook her head, prompting Amelia’s hand to move away. Amelia looked at the other two girls with her usual demeanor, like nothing had happened. Leaving Vivian wondering if she had again imagined what happened.

She shifted awkwardly in place. “Well, uhm, If you guys are tired of my game shouldn’t you, like, get started on the dishes?”

Vivian blinked “Weren’t you doing that?!?”

Amelia turned away shyly. “Oh did you guys forget that too…” She smiled sinisterly. “Weren’t you girls trying to see who could get them done first?”

Sophia scoffed. “Why would we want to do that?”

Amelia shrugged. “I thought you girls wanted to win.”

Both girls stiffened. They looked at each other, with slight confusion.

“Well…” Vivian said.

“Yeah...” Sophia finished.

“But…” Vivian turned towards the kitchen. “We all know I’d win, so what's the point?”

“What!?” Sophia stood up. “Nu uh I’d trounce you!”

Vivian squared up with her, getting in Sophia’s face. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah!” Sophia glared.

Amelia rolled her eyes. “Get a room, you two…”

Both girls pauseed. They pulled away, blushing, suddenly realizing how close they were to each other.

“Maybe we should… see who can do them first then!” Sophia grumbled.

“Y-you’re on!” Vivian exclaimed, quickly bolting towards the kitchen.

“Hey Wait!” Sophia chased after her, leaving Amelia giggling under her breath to herself. Soon after, the two girls were fully engrossed in their little competition, Splashing soapy water all over themselves and the kitchen counter. Both girls were so enthralled in their task, they didn’t notice Amelia walking over to join them. That is, until they felt her warm touch as she started caressing their backs.

“So, who’s winning?~” She teased. The girls stopped for a moment, turning shyly to look at her. 

“I-I am!” They both exclaimed.

Vivian looked over at Sophia defiantly. “No way! I’m way ahead of you!”

“You’re blind! Right, Amie?” Sophia exclaimed motioning to her pile of cleaned dishes. “I’m clearly ahead of her!”

Amelia tilted her head. Her silence held both girls in rapt anticipation. She had that same look from earlier. Smug and sensual. Amelia trailed her fingers idly down until they brushed over the fabric of the other girls’ panties. Neither girl could make themselves retreat from her touch, if anything they found their hips moving on their own towards Amelia’s gentle hands.

“I dunno, it looks awfully close…” Amelia breathed.

Like needy puppies both girls pouted and whined. 

“But it's clearly me right!?” whimpered Vivian.

“No it's me!” Sophia countered.

Amelia laughed. “It’s so hard to tell… maybe we need more tests to see which one of you is the better maid…”

The two girls dropped their sponges. “M-maid…!?!? We’re not maids!?!?” they argued.

Amelia pulled away, turning her back on the other girls “Oh but you’d both be such cute maids!” She brought her hand up to her chin as if thinking hard on something. “I wonder who’d be cuter though…”

“I would!” Her roommates blurted out before they realized what they were saying. Amelia cast a glance over her shoulders, grinning as their hands flew to cover their mouths and turned away in shame.

“We’re not maids though…” grumbled Vivian.

“Yeah…” added Sophia.

Amelia’s smile grew wider. She pressed herself up against Sophia’s body looking up at her like a lost kitty. “Awww not even for me Sophie~?” 

“Ah… Uhm…” the girl stammered.

Amelia turned her attention to Vivian. Confidently caressing her ass as she moved over to her and did the same. “What about you Vivi? Don’t you want to be my cute little maid?”

Vivian’s mind froze. Something was definitely going on. Amelia was acting strange. She wasn’t usually this…brash… was she? Her thoughts were spinning. The petite girl was so close to her. Her body heat pressed up against hers. Looking up at her with those adorable wide eyes through her glasses. Vivian felt hot. This wasn’t right. Her dorky roommate shouldn’t make her feel this… flustered? She opened her mouth, a moment away from voicing her confusion. 

Amelia interrupted her before she could. “I’m sure you’d be much cuter than Sophie.” She cupped the disoriented girl’s cheek.  “Don’t you like winning~?”

Amelia’s sweet voice bounced around in her head. She did like winning. Her eyes glazed over for a moment. Whatever overcame her quickly passed, and she blinked awake mumbling. “Yeah…”

Amelia looked between the two girls. Once again stepping back and allowing Vivian’s mind to return to some semblance of normalcy. Something was definitely up, and judging by the way Amelia was badly hiding a smile. The pipsqueak had something to do with it.

“So how about we have a competition. To, uhm, see who the cuter maid is.”

Despite her suspicions, Vivian found herself unable to find a reason to not nod in affirmation along with Sophia. She’d just have to keep an eye on Amelia and her adorable body… to make sure she wasn’t doing anything weird!

“But how will we judge who wins?” Asked Sophia, seemingly oblivious to Vivian’s confusion.

Amelia kicked her foot awkwardly. “I could judge…”

Both girls grinned, seemingly satisfied with the choice of referee. Vivian placed a hand on her hips looking arrogantly at Amelia. “Well, Amie, who do you think is cuter?”

Sophia tried to stand in between the two girls, placing herself in Amelia’s field of vision. “Yeah pipsqueak, who's cuter?”

Amelia did not seem as bothered by her usual nickname as she should have been, in fact the ghost of whatever personality had overtaken her earlier returned. Vivian locked her eyes on her, determined to figure out what was going on.

“Uhm… that’s kinda of hard to tell, maybe you girls should show off to me more.” Amelia said, reticent to make eye contact.

“Show off? How?! We’re already practically naked…” complained Vivian.

Amelia looked at her, the hints of pinkness on her cheeks. “True… but you can be a bit… flirtier… right?” she said. Clearly having to work up the courage for the words as they were spoken.

“Flirtier…?” mumbled Sophia.

“What, you want us to give you a strip show or something, dork?” Vivian snapped.

Amelia’s flushed face grew a few shades redder. “I-it doesn’t have to be that dirty!” Vivian laughed, seeing the familiar face of embarrassment hit Amelia. That was more like it. This was the Amelia she knew. Cute adorable flustered Amelia.

“ You girls want to win… right?” Amelia mumbled. “It’s just us girls anyway…”

“Yeah… want to win… just us girls.” Vivian and Sophia droned in response. Vivian’s sadistic grin flickered for a moment. Right, they were all girls. And none of them liked girls… that way. Which meant there was no harm in being a bit flirtier. Just to ensure she won… Plus if she kept Amelia on the back foot, maybe she’d be able to figure out what was happening in the apartment.
Vivian leaned forward swaying her hips enticingly as she gave the mousy girl a clear view of her bra under her shirt. “So you want us to show off then, Amie?”

“I… uhm…” the runt stammered.

“What’s wrong? At a loss for words? Am I really that cute?” Vivian teased.

Not wanting to be outdone Sophia moved beside Amelia, brushing her cheek with her hand. She turned the smaller girl’s head towards her as she did, ripping her eyes away from Vivian’s attempt at ‘flirtier.’

“Is that really the best you can do Viv!” Sophia taunted as her hands ran along her own body. She turned, swaying her firm butt in Amelia’s face as she leaned down into a stretch. “You got nothing on my perfect legs! I’m much cuter! Right, Amie?”

“Uh…” The nerdy girl was transfixed by the swaying ass in front of her.

Vivian pouted, trying her best not to get distracted by her rival's attempts at displaying herself. Instead she slid closer to Amelia, feeling a small rush of pride as the girl turned to look at her again. She pulled the other girl close, practically pressing her into her chest. She stroked her hair, flashing the most seductive smile she could.

“I’m still definitely cuter than her right Amie~?” She asked.

“Uhm…” The meek girl stammered before being dragged away by Sophia.

“We’re trying to see who’s cuter, not who can harass the judge better!” She barked. “It’s definitely me!” she added.

Both girls stared each other down for a moment, before turning in unison to look at Amelia. “Well!?!”

Amelia’s eyes fluttered shyly, clearly unused to the attention she was suddenly being bombarded with. She did her best to cover her growing blush with her hands as she tried to regain her composure..

“I-I think Sophia is cute…” She replied.

“Ha!” Sophia exclaimed.

“B-but Vivian is cute too…” the nerdy girl amended.

Vivian’s heart soared at the compliment. Amelia thought she was cute! The joy was short lived however as she realized the issue had not been solved. “But who’s cuter pipsqueak?!”

Amelia recoiled a bit, seemingly thinking hard for a moment. “Maybe I should see more of you girls…”

“M-more!?...” Vivian stammered.

“It’s just us girls… what’s the issue?” Amelia countered.

“It’s just us girls…” Sophia mumbled, as she went to pull her shirt over her head.

“Woah, wait, Soph, what?” Vivian blurted out.

In an instant the momentum shifted. Amelia placed her hands on Vivian’s hips. She looked up at her hungrily, whatever mysterious confidence she had returning. It… it was happening again.

“Amie what is-” She tried to protest. But Amelia simply locked eyes with her. Licked her lips as she spoke with a sardonic tone of feigned innocence that broke through her seemingly genuine display of meekness.

“What’s wrong Vivi? Don’t you want to win?”

Amelia’s words echoed in her mind. This was… something was… Mindlessly she lifted her shirt over her head. “Yeah… I-I do…” She slurred.

Amelia was doing something to her again… her dorky roommate’s grin widened. Vivian looked over at Sophia, both girls equally as confused about how their shirt had ended up on the ground. Sophia was wearing a plain white bra to match with her plain white panties. A damp stain clearly growing. The visual made Vivian suddenly aware of how she was feeling. She tore her eyes away. Her breathing was short and heavy. Her body tingled. Sophia’s body, the way Amelia looked at her, it was all… doing things to her.

“S-something’s up… pipsqueak…” Vivian said shyly, doing her best to preserve what little modesty she had left.

“Yeah this is… weird… right?” Sophia added.

Amelia looked at her quizzically. “Weird? We’re just trying to see who’s cuter right?”

“No… this… this is definitely weird…” Vivian sputtered.

Amelia tilted her head. “Why? It’s just us girls?”

“Just us girls…” Vivian heard herself say, Sophia quickly followed. Maybe… Maybe it… wasn’t that weird…?

Amelia looked at her with what looked to be concern. “Oh I see what's happening… Vivi~ Do you like girls?”

Vivian blushed a shade of pink she didn’t know was possible. “N-no!”

“Sophie~?” Amelia teased.

“Nu uh…” She responded.

Amelia crossed her arms. “Really~? Then why don’t you two kiss each other?”

Sophia lifted an eyebrow, the statement clearly adding to her confusion. Vivian shook her head, as she exclaimed. “W-why…?”

Amelia looked upward as if lost in thought. “Well if you’re not into girls, then kissing each other shouldn’t matter right? I mean it’s just us girls, right?”

The twisted logic was battling inside Vivian’s head. Meanwhile, Sophia’s eyes glazed over for a second as she nodded blankly. “Just… us… girls…”

She turned, putting one hand on Vivian’s lower back as she pulled her close. Taking her other hand, she cupped Vivian’s cheek and turned her head to look at her. Sophia was so close. Her eyes really were pretty… 

Vivian shook her head. “W-wait, Soph… I’m not into girls… I think…” she pleaded.

Amelia moved behind her, pressing her stomach into her as she hugged her from behind, putting her head next to her ear and whispering. “Of course you aren’t~”

Vivian yelped. “You… you’re doing some-” 

Amelia cut her off again. “Don’t you want to win? Vivi~.”

Vivian sighed involuntarily, her eyes glazing over. “Want to…” She did want to win. God did she want to win. Her body swayed forward, leaning into the kiss. Her lips collided with Sophia’s sending a shiver through her whole body. It felt like… it felt like no other kiss she’d ever had. A dazzling display of light played back in her memory. Sophia whimpered along with her. It felt good to win.

Amelia released her, moving away to get a better look at the two. Vivian’s hands wrapped themselves around Sophia, bringing her even closer. Each girl pulling the other back anytime they even got close to separating. Vivian sighed. Sophia was a good kisser. Too bad she wasn’t into girls… She just wanted to win.

Eventually the kiss ended, both girls practically panting. Vivian turned towards Amelia, trying her best to look triumphant. “There… See?… Not into girls.”

Amelia giggled, moving to stand in between the two of them and letting her hands casually caress her roommates’ asses. “Good. So can we get back to figuring out who’s cuter.”

“S-sure…” Both girls stammered. Laughing awkwardly, trying their best to avoid looking in Amelia’s direction.

Amelia looked each girl up and down, before slumping her shoulders and sighing. “It’s no use… I just can’t decide.” Her eyes locked onto Sophia, she turned, pulling the other girl into an embrace as one of her hands traced a finger up and down the front of their panties. “Maybe it’ll be easier if I see the two of you on your knees?”

“O-on our knees…?” Sophia turned even redder, looking down shyly at her roommate. “I-if it’ll help” Slowly she let herself be guided onto the floor, lowering her head until she was roughly at the same height as Amelia’s crotch. The other girl’s panties drew her eyes, making her wholly incapable of looking away.

“See, you look much cuter like this.” Amelia taunted. Sophia nodded absentmindedly.

Meanwhile Vivian watched this unfold before her. A small fraction of her brain, still yelling at her that something very strange was happening. Amelia looked at her expectantly, a mixture of her normal shy innocence and a deep lustful yearning. It made Vivian notice how wet she was. How unbelievably maddening the display in front of her was. That didn’t make sense. She wasn’t into girls. She took a step back, her desire to figure out what had possessed the girls in the apartment and her desire to kneel right down next to Sophia struggling for dominance. Amelia tilted her head, seemingly genuine concern on her face.

“Don’t you want to win~?” She asked. Vivian faltered. Her movements stopped, and for a moment she just stood there staring helplessly at Amelia. Sweet innocent adorable Amelia. Gently petting Sophia’s head. Petting her head while she rested her face against Amelia’s panties. Amelia looked proud of her. Like she was winning. Vivian blinked. She couldn’t lose. She couldn’t lose to Sophia. Tepidly she took a step forward, then another. SInking lower and lower until her knees too hit the ground. Amelia’s concern vanished, replaced by a warm prideful smile. Her other hand caressed Vivian’s hair. It made her shiver. 

“Good girls~” Amelia praised, causing both girls to squirm pathetically beneath her. She lifted their heads, looking into each of their eyes with a loving, prideful smile. 

God Amelia was so close. Amelia’s panties were so close to Vivian’s face... She could practically smell her roommate, smell how much she was getting turned on by seeing her and Sophia kneeling before her. It made Vivian’s mind spin. That should have worried her, but how could it? How could it when it felt so much better to stare, to sink, to win? Amelia was looking at her, looking deeply into her eyes. Amelia’s hand nudged her forward.

“Wait… not into girls… remember…” Vivian protested, but even she started to disbelieve her own words as she drifted forward. As she started to mindlessly nuzzle her head into Amelia’s crotch. Just like Sophia did. Her panties were wet, incredibly wet… wait, did Amelia like girls? 

“Oh I know, silly” Amelia leaned over, whispering into Vivian’s ear as she lost herself to the sensation. “You were right, Vivi. I did do something to you two. Scrambled those silly little thoughts of yours while you played my game. That’s why you enjoy this so much. That’s why neither of you can resist me. You don’t mind, do you Vivi?”

The revelation should have startled her. The revelation should have woken her up from her daze and made her… Mad? Scared? For some reason that didn’t feel right anymore. For some reason she just kept pressing herself into Amelia, letting the other girl’s wonderful scent overtake her. “Not really… don’t mind…” she mumbled. Amelia pushed her away, bringing her head back up to look at her. Her scent clung to her, making it hard for Vivian… for Vivi’s brain to start up again. Amelia looked at her, looked demeaningly down at her with a gentle, loving smile. Vivi felt good. She liked making Amelia happy.

Amelia started talking again. But Vivi couldn’t catch it. She couldn’t catch it because at that moment, Amelia released her, sending her head lolling back into her panties. She was saying something about the contest… the contest to see who was a cuter pet. A cuter pet for Amelia. That didn’t sound right. But how could Amelia be wrong? Sweet, wonderful innocent Amelia. 

Sophia… Sophie leaned over to her. Pulling her away from in between Amelia’s legs. She hugged her. Kissed her again. Vivi didn’t even hesitate this time, her hands pulled Sophie closer. Savoring the kiss. She could smell Amelia on her. She could tell the other girl could too, cause as their lips met both girls sighed, squirming longingly. They were putting on a show. A show for Amelia. A show Vivi needed to win. She wanted it so badly. Wanted Amelia to praise her. To call her a good girl. A better girl than Sophie. Her partner’s hands undid her bra. Vivi’s hands followed suit. Leaving both girls topless as they kissed, and kissed, and kissed. As they grew hot, and horny, and needy. Eventually, the pair broke the kiss, pulling away as they turned towards the source of their growing arousal. They looked up at Amelia, eager and waiting. She was talking again. Filling Vivi’s head with her wonderful voice. 

Amelia slid off her panties, kicking them to the side as swiftly as she could. She was breathing heavily. Clearly struggling to manage her own arousal. Vivi and Sophie stared helplessly, utterly transfixed by their roommate’s pussy. She beckoned them forward, causing both girls to press their heads together as they tried to go in for a taste.

Amelia giggled. “You have to take turns, silly girls…” She pulled Sophie closer, pressing her head firmly against her slit. “Vivi, how about you play with Sophie in the meantime?”

Vivi looked on with envy. But she didn’t complain, instead her hands went up to the other girl's chest as she began to play with her breasts. 

Amelia gasped, feeling for the first time, the feeling of someone's tongue on her clit, licking away eagerly. Amateurishly, sure, but it's not like practice couldn’t fix that. She shivered, struggling to maintain her composure as she looked down at her roommates between her legs. Yeah… there would be plenty of time for practice. Especially once she made the girls forget all about this, so she could do it all over again. Pushing Sophia away, Amelia traded her mouth for Vivian’s. She was just as eager, just as helpless to resist her. Amelia ground her hips into her. Pressing her face down with her hand. A moan caught her off guard as Vivi’s tongue slipped inside her. She stared into Vivi’s doting devoted eyes. She couldn’t take it anymore. Amelia shook, the first of what was hopefully many orgasms to come ravaging her. It felt better than she’d hoped. 

In the end they never found out who was cuter. But with two new test subjects for her little inventions, it was clear that Amelia had won.