After a long night of experimenting and meditating in his immaterial form, Will returned to his refreshed body just as Andrika, wearing nothing but a pair of pink lace panties, stockings, and a garter belt, roused to his left. To his right, in her mature form, Ohta similarly pretended to rouse, rising to a seated position and stretching her arms over her head in a too-large white tee with a stitched, teal-blue star and the word Criminal written beneath it in Comic Sans.
"There's nothing quite as fulfilling as waking between two exceptionally beautiful women..." hummed Will, appreciating the sight of Ohta's messy bedhead while caressing Andrika's ass with his left hand.
"You sure about that...?" asked Ohta, shifting her gaze to Fionnadh, who, starry-eyed, readily positioned herself between Will's thighs to deal with his morning wood.
