A Disorienting Dilemma

Sarah becomes worried as she stares at her husband. He hasn't taken a bite of his breakfast yet. And Sarah knows how much her husband loves eggs. "James. Are you alright? And don't just tell me you're fine. You've been staring off into space for the past few minutes. If something is bothering you, please tell me. You can tell me anything."

"Nothing's bothering me. I was thinking about what we could do to celebrate our anniversary. Since I've been very busy at work, I haven't really had time to relax and think."

She wants to believe that James is telling the truth. But she can't shake this feeling that something's wrong. Perhaps what's bothering him isn't something he wants to say in front of their son. "Anthony. Could you finish eating your breakfast in the living room? You can watch TV while you eat."

"Sure, Mom." Anthony grabs his plate and leaves. He doesn't question why his mother asked him to leave the room. All he knows is she gave him permission to watch TV while he eats breakfast.

As soon as she hears the TV, Sarah looks at her husband with a solemn expression on her face. "Look me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth. Is something bothering you?"

James opens his mouth, but no words come out. It looks like he's trying desperately to speak. After clearing his throat, he looks directly into Sarah's eyes and says, "Nothing is bothering me. I'm sorry for worrying you. But I'm fine. If something were bothering me, I would tell you."

The fake smile James gives his wife seems to fool her that he's telling the truth. And he keeps the charade until Sarah leaves the room. But as soon as he's alone, his fake mask disappears. His wife is right. Something is bothering him, a few things, actually. One of them being about work.

Typically, a person would be happy about not having to go to work on Saturday. That's how James felt when he first woke up. But now he's sad he has to wait until Monday to play with his small harem of sex toys again. He remembers a few days ago, on Wednesday, he didn't want to go to work. But the Watcher wouldn't stop talking to him, trying to convince him to go. Eventually, he gave in and went to work. When his former co-workers turned sex toys saw their Master, they surrounded him. Seeing them wearing the same lingerie from the day before awoken James' pervertness.

For the past three days, he has spent his entire time at work fucking his worthless sex toys instead of doing paperwork. And he's enjoyed every second of it. There's a pretty high possibility that all of them are pregnant. However, it's been bugging him, trying to understand why he was so hesitant last Wednesday about going to work.

It would be great if he could talk to his wife. He's been questioning what he believes is right and wrong and wants someone to help clarify things for him. However, whenever he tries to talk to Sarah about the Watcher, helping him with his confusion, what he's done to his co-workers, or what he's been doing at work, no words will come out of his mouth. And he doesn't want to talk to Watcher as he's unsure if he can trust him.

Having no one to talk to, he's stuck arguing to himself about what's right or wrong. As he eats his breakfast, James' mind is preoccupied, questioning the morality of what happened in his dream last night.

Is turning my own mother into my sex toy wrong? I can't think of any reason why it would be. So, why is a part of my mind telling me that it is wrong? My dad's dead, so I have a right to claim her as my slut. Right? James starts to become frustrated. It's the whole work debate all over again. What's wrong with me having my former co-workers be my sex toys? I can't think of a reason why it would be. Yet my mind is telling me otherwise. If I can't talk to Sarah, perhaps I could talk to Mom on Monday when I see her.

With Anthony being off school next week due to Spring break, neither James nor Sarah can stay home with him due to work. So, they have James' mother, Laura, look after him. It's better for Anthony to spend time with his grandma than being bored inside an office all day.

After eating the last bite of his breakfast, James puts the dirty plate in the dishwasher and heads into the living room. A genuine smile is on his face as he sits beside his wife on the couch.

"It's such a beautiful day. I feel like going outside and doing something. How about we go to the park?" Sarah asks.

"Oh, yeah! Can we go to the park, Dad? Please?"

Before he can give an answer, someone knocks on the front door. Both James and Sarah get up from the couch. But Sarah tells her husband she'll get the door. Sitting back down, James leans back onto the couch. A few seconds later, he hears the front door open, followed shortly by his wife saying, "Oh! Hello, Laura."

Wait? Mom's here?! Perfect! James leaps off the couch. He doesn't know why his mother is paying an unexpected visit. But he's glad she's here. "Hey, Mom. I want to know-" Turning around, James becomes speechless when he sees his mom. He has more questions he wants to ask her.

"Grandma!" Anthony rushes to his grandma and hugs her.

"Hey, Anthony. How's my favorite grandson?"

"I'm good. I might be going to the park later today."

"Oh, really? That's great. Mind if I come along?" Laura looks at her son, not noticing the perverted look he's giving her or the growing bulge in his pants.

James didn't hear what his mother said. His attention is entirely on staring lustfully at her massively exposed cleavage. Although, he can't help but wonder why she's-

"Stop wasting time thinking about things you already know the answers to, James. Your mother is here cause she wants to beg you to claim her as your slut. And she's wearing that skimpy outfit to help arouse you. Do what you should have done many years ago and turn your mom into your sex toy," the Watcher says inside James' head.

Yes. That makes perfect sense. Thank you so much, Watcher. Before James can speak, his wife unknowingly stops her husband just in time from using his powers.

"Hey, James? Are you okay? You're staring into space again. Your mother asked if she could come to the park with us."

Hearing Sarah's voice reminds James that she and Anthony are in the room. He can't turn his mother into his slut while his wife and son are here. Instead of asking them to leave, his mind is telling him that he's the one that should go. "Yeah, I'm fine. I... I just remembered there's something I have to do. I don't know when I'll return home. But we can all go to the park when I come back. Okay?"

James doesn't give his wife a chance to respond as he quickly grabs his car keys and walks out the door. Not caring that he's still in his pajamas, he hops into his car and turns it on.

"What are you doing, James? Get back in there and turn your mother into your sex toy," the Watcher says.

I will, just not while Sarah and Anthony are there with me. I know I could have... I don't know. Something in my mind told me I needed to leave and go into town. I don't know why. Although, lately, I have been thinking of turning more women into my sex toys.

"That's not a bad idea. Right now, you have a pretty small harem. But you could find plenty of women in town to turn into your sex toys. I know how you can get there in an instant. Close your eyes and think of where you wish to be."

Doing what the Watcher told him, he closes his eyes. When he opens them a second later, he's shocked. A moment ago, James was sitting in his car. But now he finds himself suddenly standing on the sidewalk in the middle of town. What the? How did I-

"You teleported yourself here, James. You have other powers besides making people do what you want. I'll explain more about what other powers you have later. Right now, let's find yourself a new slut to add to your harem. How about that blonde woman that's walking toward you?"

"Look at how sexy her body is. Since she's blonde, I can help guide you on how you can use your powers to turn her into a dumb bimbo. It's just a suggestion. You don't have to turn her into a bimbo if you don't want to. But it would make having her serve you as your sex toy more fun."

I'll admit she's hot. James thinks as he smiles at the blonde bombshell. However, she completely ignores him and walks past him. Apparently, a grown adult man wearing pajamas in public isn't enough to get her attention. I'm more into women with darker hair. But having her as my bimbo sex toy could be fun. However, I want to keep looking around and see what other women I can find.

"Alright, that's fine. I understand. If you decide later you want to turn that blonde woman into your sex toy, I can help you find her. Now, how about that sexy woman behind you down the street? She has dark hair."

"I think that slut is a ten out of ten. Don't you agree?"

Hmm... For me, she's a nine out of ten. My only criticism is I wish she had longer hair. But I would love to have a sexy slut like her as my sex toy. I can see myself fucking those big titties of hers for hours. Although, do you think I should wait until she's done with her phone call before I approach her? She might be talking to someone important.

"Nonsense. You're much more important than whoever this worthless slut is talking to. But to satisfy your curiosity, let's listen to this woman's conversation."

From where James is standing, he can't hear what the black-haired woman is saying since she's too far away from him. But now, he can suddenly hear every word she is saying perfectly.

"I'm not home right now, Jenny. I'm out jogging. Why?... Wait? What?! Where are you right now?!... Did you call AAA?... Really? They said it'll take them that long to get to you?... Alright, fine. We'll wait for them to arrive after I get there... I don't care about the car or what happened. Calm down, Jenny. Take a deep breath. Let's not worry about the car right now. Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Poor woman. It sounds like her daughter got into an accident with her car. I hope she's okay.

"Her daughter is fine. She took her eyes off the road for a few seconds and hit a rail guard. Unfortunately, they're going to have to get a new car. And they don't have the money to buy one. Hey. You're a good person, James. You should help them."

Are you suggesting I give them money to buy a new car? Look, I would love to help them. But-

"You don't have to give them any money. With your powers, you can help them get a new car for free. It would be the right thing to do. And they'll be so grateful, they'll want to reward you for doing a good deed."

That makes sense. However, a part of my mind is telling me I should help that family out of the kindness of my heart. I shouldn't accept any reward for helping them.

"Don't listen to that part of your mind. It's wrong. You definitely deserve to receive a reward for doing something nice. Look at the mother, James. If you think she's hot, look how sexy her daughter is."

"After you help these two women, you can claim them as your sex toys as your reward. Think of how much fun you will have having these two inferior sluts serving you and-"

You don't have to say anything more, Watcher. I've made my decision. I'm going to help them. As James starts making his way toward the mature woman, his cock becomes hard. When he's halfway to her, she notices him approaching. Calling out to her, he begins to say, "Hello, Ms. My name is-" He stops speaking when he feels someone grab his right hand. Looking to his right, James sees it is a young man who is touching him.

"Hello, sir. Please, come with me," The man says.

James is surprised by the man's strength as he effortlessly drags him inside the closest building. Once he's inside the barely lit room, James' cock goes soft. The only thing he can see is the young man. "What the? Where am I? Who are-"

"I don't have much time to explain. She'll find you again very soon." The young man quickly pulls a folded-up piece of paper out of his pocket and hands it to James. "I'm amazed you were able to resist her for this long. You're a good man, James. And you still are. Never forget that. You're in control of your actions, not her. Follow these instructions, and you can forever get her to leave you alone. You can still get into heaven, James. It's not too late to make things... She's here!"

"Who's here? What are you talking about?" James looks around the dark room but can't see anything. When he looks back to where the young man was standing, he finds that he has disappeared. Where did he-

"James! Thank goodness I found you. What happened? What's that piece of paper in your hand?" The Watcher asks.

Looking at the folded piece of paper he's holding, James wonders the same thing. I think they're instructions to get someone to leave me alone. But I'm not sure who exactly. Who in my life would I want... Could it be... Are they instructions to get you to leave me alone?

"You can just throw that away. You don't need that. Why would you want to get rid of me? I'm your friend, after all. Right, James?... James?"

That man. He's right. How could I get into heaven after what I've done? I turned my co-workers into sex toys. I **** them to have sex with me. There's no way God is just going to forgive me. But maybe he will if I make things right.

Before James can unfold the paper, the Watcher stops him by saying, "WAIT! STOP! James, listen to me! Getting rid of me isn't going to solve anything. I can tell you turning your co-workers back into their normal selves won't help you get into heaven. Even if it does, your life on Earth isn't going to go back to the way it was. They're going to remember what you did to them. Do you want to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

I... I could use my powers to make them all forget what I did.

"You could do that. But what will you do when all your co-workers discover they're pregnant? Some of them are single. Besides having to raise their unplanned children by themselves, they'll find out you're the father after they take a DNA paternity test." The Watcher waits for a response from James but doesn't get one. "Didn't you enjoy fucking your co-workers?"

I did. But-

"With your powers and my help, you can take over the entire world. You can turn every single woman on Earth into your sex toys. I can give you and anyone you want the ability to live forever. You can spend eternity having endless fun playing with your sluts. You won't have to worry about getting into heaven because you'll create your own. Close your eyes, James. Allow me to show you the life you could live."

After much thinking, James decides to close his eyes.

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed the chapter. I created all the images on PixAI and posted a few bonus images on Bogglepomp's Discord. This week has been the least busiest I've been in a while. The next chapter I publish probably won't be a continuation of this chapter. It probably will be the Halloween chapter I mentioned in my Author's Note in the last chapter. I already got a bit of it written already. I hope you all have a nice day and see you again in the next chapter.

Also, I want to thank Mastermind9890 for providing the new name for this chapter. I think A Disorienting Dilemma is a much better title than Confused On What's Right And Wrong.