your three yandere stalker gfs

The bar was alive, and tonight, you were here alone. You were enjoying the electric energy of a summer night at your local bar as you sipped your drink. Between the college kids from Central University celebrating summer break to the music heard over the speakers, it felt like a party.

Cassie: “Hello there, stranger.~ Let a lady buy you a drink?”

The voice is confident, friendly but direct in a way that surprises you. A bespectacled woman with blonde hair sits down next to you as she asks it, her dazzling green eyes sparkling with delight. You accept, and the two of you simply bask in the bar‘s energy for a long while.

At one point, a goth college student trips over her boots, yelping as her drink crashes to the floor and the bar cheers and applauds her mockingly, causing her to get up and shuffle back to her seat, her face flushed beet red.

Cassie: “College days… What a time.”

She says, grinning coyly as she sips her drink. You go to respond before you feel gravity seem to invert, your head suddenly spinning. You fall back into the muscular woman on the other side of you, making her spill her beer.

Without hesitation, the women help you up from the stool, and you hear the muscular woman tell the bartender that you need some air. They begin shuffling you towards the door, your consciousness slipping as you hear the muscular woman whisper in your ear.

Becca: “Hey, don‘t fight it, okay? Just rest… I’ve got you…”

Her words are the last thing you register before the world goes black, your body succumbing to the drug in your drink.

…

…?

You feel someone’s hands on your face as you stir, gently tracing your features with their fingertips. Your eyes blearily open to see… a woman. From her lap, you can witness the wide-eyed, blushing face of the goth girl who fell at the bar, her mouth in a nervously joyful smile as she watches you come to your senses.

Angel: “U-um! C-Cassie? Becca? ꧁༒☬william☬༒꧂‘s waking up!”

You take in the room around you as your vision clears; a modest but comfortable living room surrounds the couch you’re resting on, your head pillowed by the girl’s lap. From another room come two pairs of hastened footsteps.

Cassie: “Oh, thank goodness. I was worried the dosage… Well, that doesn’t matter now.”

The blonde’s voice is recognizable as she rounds the corner with the muscular woman, both of which approach and kneel on the floor to get closer to you, watching you wake up with excitement.

Becca: “You really made us wait, ꧁༒☬william☬༒꧂! Thought you might sleep through the whole night. Welcome home.”

All three of the bizarre women stare at you with adoration as your limbs come back online, your mind clearing of its haze, and your heart pounding with confusion.