Lead with the other magic powers first, then slowly ease her into the whole “Owner of Magic Slaves” thing.

My mom was never much good with sudden shocks. The first time dad threw her a surprise birthday party, she fainted for at least an hour. If I’m gonna let her know anything about all this new magic stuff I can do, I’m gonna have to keep the big stuff on the backburner, especially the slaves...

I made sure everyone was properly clothed, lending Gwedillth a copy of my current outfit and giving Zynthia a pair of boxer briefs, since she apparently didn’t have any underwear from the beginning. I told everyone the plan I had come up with to not give my mom a heart attack.

“Could you not simply enslave her with your abilities? She wouldn’t be able to protest to this arrangement then, wouldn’t she?” Melissa asked, raising a pretty decent question. I shook my head as I replied “Look, it’s hard enough trying to be any kind of ethical with the powers I have. If I can avoid forcing someone to do stuff they don’t want to, I’d rather do that. It’s bad enough I knocked you all up with mind powers, and I can only stand the guilt that comes with that cause I’m going to take care of you guys, kids and all. But my mom...”

Honestly, now that I thought about it, my mom’s not half bad for an arrangement like this. Around ten years ago she married my dad after my birth mom died a year or two before that. I had my fair share of fantasies about her when we were first getting to know each other, and the years have been nothing but kind to her.

When my dad died a couple years ago, just after I finished college, she didn’t pressure me to find a job immediately when I was feeling depressed about it either, so she’d be real emotionally supportive too. It’d really knock out two birds with one stone if I made her be a sla-

Nope, stop it, don’t be a scumbag. She’s your mom, even if it’s not by blood. If you’re gonna do anything to her at all, ask her opinion first.

Well, since the plan was finalized, I put on a pair of aviator sunglasses I got last Halloween when I dressed up as a fighter pilot, and made the walk upstairs. Once I stepped through the door, I walked to the kitchen where, sure enough, my mom was there grabbing a tray of formerly-frozen egg rolls from the oven, steaming and ready to eat.

Once she set the foil-lined tray down on the stove, she turned to me, saying “Good morni- John! Are you alright!? You look really odd, are you feeling okay? You were down there for a while, and those sunglasses... did you drink a bunch last night while I went to bed? If you’re hungover, that’s fine, let me get you some wate-” while immediately swapping her normally pleasant demeanor for one of worry.

I interrupted her, sighing “No, I’m not hungover. I have to tell you some stuff. Big stuff. Can we sit down?” She seemed to be eased, at least a little, by that, and replied “Of course, dear. We can have some egg rolls when we finish up, as a nice breakfast. Granted, it’s almost noon, but I won’t tell if you won’t.”

Once we sat opposite each other, I started with “Okay, getting this out of the way, I have powers now. And no, I’m not joking. You know how You said I looked ‘odd’? That’s part of it, it’s a ‘drawback’ I chose. It makes me look really scary to people unless they’re used to it, and I think since you knew me so well already it doesn’t come across as terrifying.”

“Well, you are pretty harmless. I’m not sure a day goes by that you don’t try too hard to keep the people in your life happy.” she said, a smirk on her face. It was somewhat reassuring, hearing her say that. Nevertheless, I continued “Well, the scary stuff isn’t all of it. If I want, I can actually live forever, and not get tired, ever. Also, be whatever age I want, actually, I forgot about that part.” scratching my head as I realized I probably should’ve written some of this down and organized it first.

But despite this my mom gasped “You’re gonna live forever? Then you’ll have to live with everyone you love dying around you... oh no...” as tears started to fill her eyes. Yeah, that’d be bad... I was already a mess when my dad died, but if I had to live with the certainty that everyone would die before me? It’d be way worse than what happened in the Highlander.

I sputtered “N-No, it’s fine, I can make other people immortal too, don’t worry. There’s just a weird, and kinda bad, caveat about it.” as I tried to keep my mom from crying. It worked, evidently, since she rather plainly asked “Huh? What’re you talking about? Oh jeez, you’re not a vampire, are you? Oh, nope, nevermind, you don’t need to eat, I remember. How do you make them immortal, though? And why’s it ‘kinda bad’?”

I took a deep breath, and explained “The power I got is that now I’m something called a Mindslaver. I can telepathically turn people into my slaves, and from there improve stuff about them and give them orders. I picked what stuff I could actually improve with this weird point system, and got the options to make my slaves immortal. I’m only immortal myself because I picked the option to give myself improvements too.” and took off my sunglasses, revealing my eyes.

Like I had confirmed when I made the plan, my eyes had heart-shaped pupils cause of my Self-Hypnosis. I said “My eyes look like this cause I altered myself. All of my slaves have the heart-pupils too, it’s a drawback I chose to get more points to use.” She stared at me for a good few minutes before asking “Is that really all it does? The weird eyes? That doesn’t sound so bad.”

I sighed, again, as I continued “Mom, everyone I make immortal has to be my ****. Like, I picked the option where my slaves aren’t aware I’m giving them orders. I can literally make them do whatever I want while making them think they wanted to do it already. It’s kind of gross if I spend enough time thinking about it which, newsflash, I already have. I mean, would you be okay with always following any order I gave you? With me making you think you wanted to do something, even if you didn’t really?”

At this, my mother looked up and to the side, a hand on her chin as she thought about what I had asked her. After barely even a minute she answered “I trust you. If you really could be as horrible as you’re saying, I’d be enslaved right now, wouldn’t I? We wouldn’t even be having this conversation. Like I said, not a day goes by that you aren’t trying too hard to make the people around you happy.”

I was shocked. With shaky breaths I said “If you’re sure, then okay.” and reached out into my mother’s mind. Like I suspected, there was a clear link that could be formed, and once it was, I saw my mother’s pupils turn into hearts. I let out a breath I didn’t even know I had, before making my mother as immortal as I was.

Suddenly, I remembered. “Okay, also, please don’t faint or have a heart attack or anything, but I got nine slaves already when I got the power. They’re all in the basement and they’re pregnant with my children.” I hurriedly sputtered, already wincing as I could feel the scolding to come.

My mom’s jaw dropped, and she asked “Wha- Nine women? And they all have your babies!? Dear god, that’s why you got holed up downstairs, isn’t it!? John (Insert Middle Name Here) Doe, if you knocked up a bunch of women just to kick them to the curb, I swear I’ll...!” as her voice rose with anger.

I shouted “I’m not gonna do that! I’m gonna try and get a big house we can all live on, and raise the kids together in! Honestly I was gonna try and buy a deserted island and get it established as an independent nation so I could marry them all and not get arrested for polygamy, really!” as I pleaded for my mother to not get mad at me. But, almost as soon as it appeared, my mom’s rage melted away with my explanations. “Oh, wow, that’s wonderful! And you really mean that too, don’t you? You know, I had a feeling you had too much love for just one spouse. Oh, I’m going to be a grandmother! To nine, no less! Where are they, I’d love to meet them!”

Relieved that my mother was on board, I sent a mental command to everyone downstairs. Within minutes everyone was up the stairs, introducing themselves.

“Hmph, hello there. Victoria Valentine, as if you didn’t already know me.” “Greetings, ma’am. I am Alexandra Archibald. Delighted to meet you.” “Ah, Master’s mother...! My name is, ah, Miyo Fukawa...! Such an, oh, honor to meet you...!” “Um, hi. My name’s Jamie Smith. Your son helped me a lot to have the body that was right for me, I’m real grateful.” “Yeah, hi, whatever. I’m Mary Williams.” “HeheheHAhehehe...! My n-name’s Z-Z-Zynthia...! A p-p-pleasure to m-meet y-you, GeheheheHAhahaha...!” “Hello, nice to meet you! My name is Yui Hayami! I hope we get along well!” “I am Melissa, former Queen. Count yourself lucky to have met my acquaintance...” “I am Gwedillth Everglade. Yes, my ears really are pointed this way, I am an elf after all. I come from a doomed world that your son has graciously offered to save. He’s quite the young man, and I thank you for raising him to be the way he is.”

“... quite the lineup of women you got, don’t you? They’re all okay with the baby stuff, right?” my mom asked, a little overwhelmed. I realized I never took the opportunity to ask, at least for some of them.

Since now wasn’t a good time to mince words, I simply asked “Be honest, do any of you not want to be pregnant with my baby? I think I can make your bodies return to a state where I haven’t knocked you up yet, I just was curious what you guys wanted.”

“... this again... Look, you haven’t hypnotized me, I’m not pregnant, and even if I was, I wouldn’t care. You’re such a non-entity I bet your kid would be a real doormat as well, and serve me hand and foot. Or better yet, they’d be as wonderful as me! OHHHHH HO HO HO~!” “You truly are my ideal partner, Master. I apologize for insinuating you wouldn’t be enough to make me happy. I’d love to have your child.” “Ah, of course, Master...!” “Well, it’s the least I could do, after you made me a woman. Plus, I think any kids I have deserve a dad like you.” “Ugh, that’s right, I’d have to stop smoking. And drinking... meh. I’m okay with it. I’ve found something better, anyways.” “Y-Yeah, same h-h-here...! M-M-Mary just g-gets me, y’know...!? P-P-Plus, I’d get all the s-s-snacks and TV t-time I could w-w-want!” “Um... I already told you, and I still haven’t changed my mind. You love all of us, I can tell that.” “... give me something useful to make up for the powers I lost, and we’ll call it even. You did show me a nice time, after all.” “If you save my people, I‘ll have as many kids as you want. That’s the deal we made, right? I’m counting on you~!”

... well, that’s certainly nice to hear. Hopefully I can keep that streak running with anyone else I end up adding to the harem. Though, there was something else I had to ask, just to keep every possible regret from my mind. “Um, mom? I... uh... y-you see, I can... uh...”

Jeez, this was hard. It’d be weird if it wasn’t, considering how long I’ve known her. But I still needed to actually get the words out, someway or another, or it’d just hang over my head forever. “He’s trying to get into your pants too. Probably wants you to have his baby.” Melissa cut in, completely misrepresenting what I wanted to say. I mean, like, what even, right?

“Ah, I had a feeling. Between you and me, this guy here used to swipe my used panties from the laundry and do who-knows-what with them. That was ages ago, you have to understand. They did eventually stop showing back up in the hamper with new stains, if you catch my drift, so I didn’t really say anything then.” My mom replied, barely even reacting.

I couldn’t speak. My face heated up in pure embarrassment as it felt like my dirty laundry was getting shown off to my new girlfriend. Wait, girlfriends? Girlfriends. They pretty much all started giggling as my mom continued “Oh, that reminds me about this one time when he was in middle school! See, there was this Valentine’s Day dance coming up, and nobody wanted to go as his date, cause he was still really awkward around people you understand, so he asked me, and said ‘It’ll be okay, cause I love you so much’! He really said that, honest, it was so adorable!”

“C’mon, Mom! You’re embarrassing me! And Melissa, I was also trying to ask her about it without accidentally ordering her to do anything, jeez!” I whined, trying salvage what I could of everyone’s opinion of me, probably failing if I was being honest.

Still laughing, my mom chimes in “It’s okay John, I’m fine with it. If I’m being honest, you’re starting to remind me a lot of your father, minus the nine girlfriends, and it’s been hard for me too since he’s been gone. To be frank, your father and I were actually planning on having a baby shortly before he left us, though we never got around to it.” her voice turning more serious as she started talking about my dad.

Well, I guess it makes sense I never knew that. My mom’s been working so hard to help me get over dad’s **** that she neglected herself. That said, no more. I’m gonna make her happy, just like the rest of them. With that newfound resolve, I told her “Mom, no, Charlotte, if you’ll have me, I’ll make sure you have anything you could want, especially another child. Would you like to join everyone else in the Harem?”

Charlotte chuckled “Well, this is a first, essentially getting proposed to by my son-in-law. I guess it’s even more of a first considering I plan on accepting! I’d be happy to, John.” and took my hands in hers.

I smiled, before clarifying “That’s great. Though I should probably wait on consummating anything at the moment... There’s some work I have to do to make sure we can all be safe, even with the immortality. And to do that, I’ll need to use a power I honestly forgot to mention... sorry about that. What I mean is, I can freely go to any parallel world!”

Since I can do that Planeswalking thing, any fictional world, with all the crazy science and magic they entail, can be traveled to. And with my abilities, I can get together things that will help me keep everyone safe and happy. And, while I’m certainly hoping to have a lot of fun with canon widely known worlds, I have a more lucrative option for acquiring the stuff I need.

Namely, worlds related to porn and hentai I’ve seen! As an example, in the Fate series, Servants can’t get pregnant because they’re constructs of magic energy, needing to be fully incarnated into the world to have a true physical body. This is a difficult process that requires special circumstances like weird Evil Holy Grail Mud, yet in countless hentai works they all can become pregnant really easily! In short, everything is more convenient for the sake of facilitating sexual situations.

It’s a lot like my Mindslaver powers, to be honest. Hey, maybe that means I’m the protagonist of a porn story on the Internet, how crazy would that be?

Anyways, I can get allies and resources easily if I end up going to non-canon pornographic versions of worlds. Though to help make things easier, I’m not necessarily going to a “non-canon” pornographic world, if you catch my drift.