Her New Daddy

The door swung open, and Emily’s new father stepped into the room. He was a tall, imposing figure with salt-and-pepper hair, a sharp jawline, and a tailored suit that screamed wealth and power. His name was Mike Bennett, a self-made billionaire who had built his empire from the ground up. He exuded confidence and authority, his piercing blue eyes scanning the room before landing on Emily.

“Daddy!” Emily squealed, her voice dripping with excitement. She leapt off the bed and ran toward him, her long hair bouncing behind her. Her massive breasts jiggled with every step, straining against her tight crop top. She threw her arms around him, her chest smushing against his torso as she hugged him tightly. “I missed you so much!”

Mike chuckled, patting her back awkwardly. “I missed you too, sweetheart,” he said, his deep voice warm but slightly distracted. He gently pried her off him, holding her at arm’s length to get a good look at her. “You look… different. Did you do something with your hair?”

Emily giggled, twirling a strand of her silky hair around her finger. “No, silly! I always look like this.” She struck a pose, her hips jutting to one side. “Do you like it?”

Mike raised an eyebrow, his sharp mind already picking up on the oddities. Emily had always been his little girl, but something about her seemed… exaggerated. Her curves were more pronounced, her voice higher-pitched, her demeanor more bubbly and ditzy than he remembered. Still, he brushed it off. She was young, after all, and young women went through phases.

“You look beautiful, as always,” he said, giving her a warm smile. “Are you all good, what's been happening with my little girl?”

Emily’s eyes lit up. “Oh! There's this super weird thing on my phone. I can’t figure it out. Can you help me, Daddy? Please?” She batted her eyelashes at him, her plump lips forming a perfect pout.

Mike sighed, unable to resist her pleading look. “Alright, let’s see it.”

Emily grabbed her phone from the bed and handed it to him. The Reality Edit App was still open, its sleek interface glowing faintly. Mike frowned as he studied the screen. “What is this? Some kind of game?”

“I dunno,” Emily said, shrugging. “It just popped up, and now I can’t get rid of it. It’s, like, super confusing.”

Mike's brow furrowed as he scrolled through the app’s options. Edit Reality. Adjust Attributes. Replace Identity. His sharp mind immediately recognized the potential implications. “This looks… advanced,” he muttered, his voice tinged with suspicion. “Where did you get this?”

Emily shrugged again, her expression blank. “I dunno. It was just there.”

Mike's eyes narrowed. He was no stranger to technology, and this app didn’t look like anything he’d ever seen before. The interface was sleek and futuristic, the options vague but intriguing. He tapped on the Edit Reality option, and a list of recent changes appeared on the screen.

Claire Bennett—Personality Adjusted. Career Adjusted. Body Adjusted.

Emily Bennett—Body Adjusted. Personality Adjusted.

Mike Bennett—Identity Replaced.

Mike's heart skipped a beat as he read the words. “Identity replaced?” he muttered under his breath. He glanced at Emily, who was busy admiring her reflection in the mirror, completely oblivious. “Emily, do you know what this app does?”

Emily turned to him, her wide eyes filled with innocence. “Not really. It’s, like, super confusing. Can you fix it, Daddy?”

Mike hesitated, his mind racing. He wasn’t sure whether to believe what he was seeing, but the app’s interface was too polished to be a simple prank or scam. He decided to test it, starting with something small.

He selected the option to Edit Reality and scrolled through the available changes. His eyes landed on Emily’s vanity, a simple wooden table with a mirror. He tapped on it and selected Change Material. The app prompted him to choose a new material, and he selected Solid Gold.

The screen flashed, and a faint hum filled the room. Ethan looked up, his eyes widening as Emily’s vanity shimmered and transformed before his eyes. The wooden surface turned a rich, gleaming gold, the mirror frame now adorned with intricate carvings. It was unmistakably solid gold.

Emily, still oblivious, twirled in front of the mirror. “Do you like my outfit, Daddy? I think it’s, like, super cute.”

Mike stared at the vanity, his mind reeling. “Emily, do you notice anything different about your vanity?”

Emily glanced at it, her expression blank. “No, why? It’s always been like that.”

Mike's heart raced. She didn’t notice the change. To her, the gold vanity had always been there. He quickly realized the implications of what he was holding. This app wasn’t just a tool—it was a weapon. A way to reshape reality itself.

He looked at Emily, his sharp mind already plotting. If this app could change reality, the possibilities were endless. He could expand his empire, eliminate his rivals, secure his legacy. But first, he needed to understand its limits.

“Emily, sweetheart,” he said, his voice calm and measured. “Can I borrow your phone for a little while? I want to make sure this app isn’t dangerous.”

Emily pouted but nodded. “Okay, Daddy. But don’t break it, okay? I, like, need it for my selfies.”

Mike **** a smile. “Of course, sweetheart. I’ll take good care of it.”

As Emily skipped out of the room, Ethan sat down on her bed, his mind racing. He opened the app again, scrolling through the options. The power he held in his hands was unimaginable. But with great power came great responsibility—and great risk.

He selected the Adjust Attributes option and began to experiment, starting with small, subtle changes. The more he explored, the more he realized the app’s potential. It wasn’t just a tool for vanity or personal gain—it was a way to reshape the world itself.

But as he delved deeper, a nagging thought crept into his mind. What if someone else discovered the app? What if they used it against him? He needed to be careful. He needed a plan.