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Click hereAs I sat down next to my sisters like I was in line for the guillotine Kevin snickered "OK bitches -- what the fuck is going on?"
Epilogue:
After a lot of tears, figurative arm twisting, yelling by the males, and two hellish nights, the guys got together and went out drinking telling the three of us "Not to wait up, and don't complain if we bring some whores back."
Fortunately they didn't bring whores back and were hung over the next day. While they were carousing Julie, Gail and I made a decision. We would once again, as we had many times earlier that weekend, admit that we had done wrong and once again apologize. Then we would tell them they had the best lives, including sexual, that any guys they knew and we would stick to the present arrangements, or the three of us would get divorces -- and custody of their precious kids.
To our surprise, when presented with the ultimatum when they finally sobered up the next day all three guys simply said "OK; but we're requiring you all to get distinctive tattoos on a normally visible part of your body. There will be no switching in the future; and you'll sign a post-nup to that effect and that no one in the families will ever be told."
Four months later things are great for all of us. The guys admit that the switch was better for their sex lives, and there is no way to tell us apart not only visually but by personality; only sexual proclivities distinguish us. In conformance with our sexual preferences I'm sporting a shark tattoo on my ankle, Norma (formerly Gail) a hawk, and Gail (formerly Julie) a butterfly.
We triplets and our husbands and kids occasionally socialize with our extended families; all of them sincerely believe we are who we assumed the identities of. Everyone seems content. We never told anyone of Dr. Hager's involvement.
Awesome! You and the story Mrs Yum.
Epilogue
Shortly after that, two of the husbands were in fatal accidents and all three women moved in with the last husband…me. 😁
For some reason that I really can't explain, this seems to me as though it should belong in the humor category. It was one fun read. It is fiction, and as fiction should be judged on that basis. So the utter implausibility, while abnormal in real life, isn't any problem to me here. Especially so were it in the humor category. Inplausibility works best in that genre. The only aspect I'd like to see treated differently is an explanation of just how as a tech wizard Kevin figured the girls' scheme out. Apart from that, however, it's still a 5 for me. Hypothetically speaking. Oh yeah! I love your hypothetical photograh, too. That's a 10, at least.