A new master (mistress) is born.

“Amazing…” Gretchen mumbled to herself with a wicked grin as her fingers danced around the keypad.

[The young man approaching me will do whatever I say.]

“Give that back!”

“Stop.” Gretchen said with a giddiness in her voice, and stop he did; his hand extended and freezing in place mere inches from the device in her grasp.

She took a step back and got a good look at the young man, amused by the fact that he didn’t just stop in place, but seemed to be frozen in time altogether. His round and bouncy butt was still in mid jiggle from his frantic steps, his flaccid cock was in mid flop, and the way he was poised on one foot while leaning forward would’ve caused anyone to fall if they stood like that for more than a second without adjustment.

She stroked the device sensually as the busty old milf’s tight and hairless pussy began to buzz with excitement.

“Okay, unfreeze, but don’t try to take my new toy away, please.”

The young man continued forward, and he let out a yelp of surprise when, from his perspective, the woman standing in front of him seemed to shift to the side in a split second, causing him to fall face-first onto the sidewalk.

“Oof!”

“Oh, sorry dearie.” Gretchen winced. “That looked like it must’ve hurt.”

The young and hung twink groaned as he climbed to his feet, looking Gretchen in the eyes after taking a moment to nervously admire this woman’s erotic figure. He shook his head and slapped his face with both hands, then looked to the device she was stroking with widening eyes.

“So, uh…” He said, his brow furrowed as he seemed to have trouble lifting his arm for a specific motion, which was likely him trying to yank the device from her hand, she assumed. “I’m guessing that you’ve already figured out what that is?”

“I sure did.” Gretchen giggled. “ And how do you know about it, Mr…”

“J-Josh, ma’am.” He said, then swallowed. “And, uh... It’s kind of a long story.”

“I’m sure it is.” Gretchen sighed, smiling as she noticed Josh’s cock start to swell as he stood there sheepishly. “C’mon inside for some tea and tell me all about it. It’s been a while since I’ve had a man in the house.”

With that, Gretchen turned to walk away and towards her house without another word, certain that this Josh fellow was staring at her immense and very fake curves wobbling around with every step she took underneath her nightgown.

As she expected, Josh hurried behind after a few lust-struck moments.

It wasn't long before the two were in Gretchen's large and lavish living room. Josh was left to nervously sit on Gretchen's expansive couch per her direct instruction, and she went off to the kitchen to pretend to make some tea.

As soon as she was outside of Josh's field of view, she raised the device in her hand and slid out the keyboard.

Knowing it's full capabilities, including the fact that Josh wouldn't notice anything was different about how she changed the world unless she specified it in a Command, Gretchen began to type out a few.

[Josh will always be completely honest with me.]

[He will not worry that I have the Mobile Unit.]

[He has the same physique, build, and personality of my late husband.]

[There is a fresh cup of tea sitting on my counter.]

After the last Command was sent, Gretchen snatched up the teacup and twirled around back towards the living room, her plastic curves and thin robe to wobble and swish along with her fluid movement.

When she stepped into the kitchen and laid eyes on the new and improved Josh, her knees felt incredibly weak.

The young man of eighteen-years in age was completely transformed. There wasn't an ounce of hair on his body or head aside from his eyebrows, and huge muscles rippled throughout his god-like, seven-foot-tall body structure. He really did resemble Gretchen's late husband when he was in his prime, only Josh's fifteen-inch cock still stood proud and very erect between his wide-spread and tree-trunk-like thighs. As soon as he made eye contact with her, the nervous expression on his very manly face shifted into one of hunger, and Josh's cock began to thump angrily between his legs.

Now visibly nervous herself, Gretchen sheepishly but quickly strode across the carpet to hand Josh the plated cup of hot tea in her hands.

He reluctantly accepted it, his face telling her that he was suspicious of her sudden shift in attitude.

"Thanks." Josh said, his voice now five octaves deeper than before with his eyes unapologetically glued to her big fake tits. "... Are you just going to keep standing there, or are you going to put those things to use?"

Gretchen almost came on the spot just from hearing that crude, sexy question.

"Oh, sorry! Where are my manners?" She giggled, eagerly dropping down to her knees is front of Josh's spread legs, her average-sized body dwarfed by his own. In just a few seconds, the busty milf had her massive fake tits wrapped around Josh's twitching cock, using the precum that was actively oozing out of it as lube to help slide that monster between them a bit easier. She bit down on her lip with excitement as she looked up into Josh's grinning face, watching as his limbs wriggled with excitement and pleasure from the experience. "N-Now, where were we?" She asked him, still curious about what this young stud's relationship with the Master PC device was despite the overwhelming lust taking hold of her bimbo body.

"Mmph... Huh? Oh, right." Josh said, then rolled his eyes as he relaxed back into the couch and dug his meaty toes into the carpet.

Josh spent the next ten minutes or so explaining to Gretchen what'd happened from the moment he woke up, to the moment he restarted time and woke up for a second time on the same morning, to where they found themselves in that moment.

Gretchen listened dutifully as she titfucked, sucked, slurped, and deepthroated the young man's cock like a prostitute with several lifetimes of experience. She was fascinated by his many sexual experiences in that time, especially because they were being spoken of like they were unusual. Gretchen had countless flings with futanari and anthopomorphic humans, but when Josh described how he desperately wished the world were full of them, it was as if he came from a different universe altogether. However, right before Josh's third orgasm, the elderly and already cum-drenched milf was told a shocking confession.

"And then, well, Sam started saying sweet things to me, and I got all sentimental. I decided to reset the day, making all of the changes I made to the school apply to the rest of the world, and let him be aware of everything that'd changed. I guess I wanted to see if he'd still be my friend after that, but I really should've thought to make it so that I still had the device on me b-beforehand... Oh, fuck!"

Still nestled between her firm watermelons, yet another healthy geyser of cum rocketed out from Josh's permanently erect cock straight into the air, pouring down like a fountain onto Gretchen's curvy body and Josh's lower-half.

"W-Wait a minute, you mean..." Gretchen said, as if she weren't covered in a thick layer of sticky baby batter. "If you changed the world, then does that mean..."

Josh didn't appear to be listening as his earthquake of an orgasm was still sending tremors through his giant form.

"Is this my actual life, or just one that Master PC created?” She whispered to herself, sitting on the ground in front of Josh as her mind raced with all sorts of possibilities. All of her memories were likely fabricated. If the world wasn’t a haven of sexual fun and borderline immortality, would it be a world like Josh described? One full of boring and ugly people, very limited libidos and fetishes, and worst of all, one where her she and her husband were bitter old skeletons?

“H-Hey, are you okay?”

Gretchen looked up into Josh’s worried expression at the question, tears rolling down her cheeks and into the cum all over her face and torso.

“I… I don’t know…”

Gretchen reached behind herself where the mobile unit had been resting between her firm cheeks underneath her thin purple robe.

She slid open the keyboard and began to type and Josh absentmindedly began to stroke his hard, slick cock with curiosity.

“Y’know, ever since my Harold passed away, I’ve been wishing that I was born into a new life… Since none of this is real, I guess this is as good excuse as any to start over…”

[After sending this Command, I will have no memories of my old lives. I will remember my name and fetishes. I will remember that I’ve taken ownership of this device from this sweetheart named Josh, who will do whatever I tell him to. I will remember everything he told me about how he came to be in possession of the device. I will remember that I once loved a man named Harold with all of my heart. I will become young and fun and beautiful again, like I was before I had these implants. Josh will be completely aware of these changes.]

Gretchen sent off the Command with a heavy heart and soul, and her world changed in an instant.