"Invite" Myself Over

kept watching Timothy waving at me and even waved back a little with a wide smile on my face, as soon as I turned the phone away from him he seemed to be broken from its control. I quickly snapped it back and he went right back to waving at me bare-chested out in the sun while I grabbed the manual again. It appeared that this basic form of control was only useful in so far as the subject was within the camera's sights, as soon as they leave the control is broken. For a tighter control, the subject's name must be used and it will last for a longer period without the camera's sights being required.

I wanted a more close up, detailed way of determining just what I could do and quickly typed in again, "Make Timothy Larisson return to his house, strip down to his underwear and wait at his front door. He will wish to welcome Alex inside for a chat." I put the phone down and watched Timothy quickly grab his dropped mail, his shirt and hurriedly run inside. I was excited to find out whether actually using Timothy's name would work properly, whether I had used it correctly or what was to happen. Even though I was about to graduate high school I hadn't actually been with a boy up close and personal before. "Ding" Corruption Level +1, Current 4.

I figured that Timothy would be able to carry out my commands quickly but needed to psych myself up before going over. The thought of him standing there, waiting for me to arrive was exciting, even if he was normally quite a snob.

After 5 or so minutes I made my way over the street and up to the front door of Timothy's house knocking when I arrived. When the door opened I was greeted with the hottest body I had ever seen. Chiselled abs, strong, muscular chest, and a handsome face with just the smallest briefs to cover the really exciting parts. "Hi Timothy, how's it going?"

"Err, ahh, do you want to come in before someone sees me?", I could sense the nervousness in his voice.

"Now, now, is that anyway to treat a guest, quickly rush them inside like some forbidden fruit?"

I turned my head slightly to the side and after a few seconds Timothy got the hint and gave me a peck on the cheek.

"Can I come inside now?"

"Yes, please do." With that he stepped to the side, allowing me to enter the room and quickly closed the door behind me. "Please, take a seat." He points to the couch and I take a seat, he sits at the opposite end, still looking a little worried.

"So...how is school going? You are still in school right?"

"Yes, I am. I have been studying all day getting ready for my midterm exams, it's been very stressful. Is there any particular reason that you chose today to invite me over and talk to me? We don't really know each other at all.....In fact I think you're a bit of a dick."

"Oh, that's gre...what did you just say to me?", he started replying before I had finished.

"I said that I though you were a dick, what of it?"

"Well, if I had have known that you were just going to insult me then I never would have invited you over." He remained seated.

"Well, why don't you just ask me to leave? For that matter why are you only wearing your underwear? That seems a little inappropriate."

"I don't know, I can't seem to get up or do anything that I want to do. In fact I don't know why I invited you over here in the first place, my body made me strip down and wait for you to come over."

"What the hell are you talking about, your body made you? Don't you have a mind of your own?"

"I don't know, I just don't know."

He seemed quite visibly upset now and it didn't seem to bother me at all, I guess I didn't really know him anyway and to be honest he was a pretty big dick.

I decided it was time to push it a little further so I got out the WDR Phone, pointed it at Timothy and typed, "Make Timothy dance". He didn't hesitate and was up in front of the couch dancing to music that neither of us could hear, he looked damn hot doing so as well and the fact that I caused it was even hotter. "Ding", that sound was becoming a little annoying so I had a look around the settings for the phone and turned it off, the pop-up message would still show but no sound would play.

I leaned back into the couch and watched the display that was in front of me, the chiselled god of a man was giving me a private dance show in his underwear. "I'm not doing this, I don't know why I am doing this, I can't control myself", it sounded absurd coming from a guy who was dancing right in front of me. I felt a familiar tingle in my nipples and a slight flutter of butterflies in my stomach, he was turning me on. Back to the phone, "Timothy will show off his body to me." I'd let him figure out what that meant.

The dancing changed in an instant, Timothy started to thrust his crotch at me, the bulge within standing right out. Before I could really react to his package he had spun around, bending over and giving me a great view of his tight ass. "I don't know what is going on, but I don't want to be doing this, I'm not controlling myself right now."

"I know Timothy, I am controlling you."

"You're what?"

"That's right, the reason that you are dancing and practically throwing yourself at me is because I have commanded it."

"You can't do that, that's not possible."

"In that case, get dressed and ask me to leave if you want to." He continues to dance in front of me, gyrating his hips, still bucking his hips at me the bulge in his pants seeming to harden within its confines.

"I want to, I'm trying to but I can't get my body to do so. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Well I'm not sure sure really, I'm not much of one to take charge but the power I found has freed me to do so. I want to go on, I feel more confidant than I ever have."

"This is wrong," he seemed to change tack, "What you are doing is fucking wrong, illegal and morally corrupt, you know that right? You can't just go around controlling people like that."

"And what are you going to do about it? It's not like anyone would believe you anyway, they'll just think that you're crazy."

Timothy had put one of his legs up on the arm of the couch and I got a good, close look at his manhood. He was just teasing though because as soon as it was there, it was gone. This only added to my arousal and I could feel my nipples getting rock hard.