No

No, he decided. Not because he didn’t want her, whatever taboo may once have prevented him from pursuing this with her, had all but disappeared somewhere along the path he’d taken to this point. His cock throbbed from the effects of her dance, her kiss, and, he realized, the control he wielded over her. She pulled her panties back up, turning deliberately to give him a teasing view of her ass as she bent to slip her jeans back on. She giggled as she saw him looking, blowing him a kiss and winking as she left the room, hurrying to return to her day.

He had re-shaped her in a moment, changing reality to suit his desires.

If the introduction the app had given him was to be believed, then the possibilities were practically endless, but there was a ticking clock. Competitors out there, seeking to build their own power and it would only be a matter of time before either he won or they did. Even if their victory didn’t remove his access to the app, he doubted anyone able to achieve the dominance the app spoke of would be willing to allow a potential competitor to exist.

He gripped the phone.

He had work to do.

First, he needed to understand more about the app. If he wanted to win this game, he needed to know the rules.

Scrolling through the menu, he found the rules and studied them intensely.

“Hmm, okay.” He mused to himself. “So I definitely need to make sure to keep mom within my passive range.” He scrolled to his summary, picking out the necessary information.

Level: 1

Active Range: 50ft
Passive Range: 200ft

Not a lot of space to work with there. Fortunately she worked from home so unless she had any errands to run, he was safe for now. But levelling up needed to be a priority, for many reasons.

Another stat caught his eye.

Tags: 1/1

Hmm, the only way he could interpret that was that he had used 1 of 1 available tags. That meant he would need to level up before he could tag anyone else. He could untag her, but that might risk undoing the progress he had made with her. His cock was still mostly hard in his jeans and the throb of desire for her made that option a last resort.

So he would need to level up with just her… and then what?

Tag another woman? Bella? Someone else? Several girls at college, even a couple of the professors flashed through his mind’s eye, a sudden image of them at his feet, a willing, eager harem.

Derek grinned at the image, but took a long slow breath. Someday, yes, but not just yet. No, first he would need… a lot.