Now to work on taking her down a peg

As eager I am to see the impotent hissy fit Rachel would throw if I changed the channel, I'm much more eager to go back to my new app. So I leave the channel on her drivel and pull out my phone.

Rachel makes an annoyed sound and mutters something about "not even really watching." But her show continues so she really doesn't have much room to complain and leaves it at that.

I pull up the app and return to her profile. The change I made to her is now listed there, right beneath her feminsim and superiority complex. It's obvious that she needs an attitude adjustment. No one as hot as she is should be such a bitch; it's just a total waste.

The app could probably fix that in an instant. Tap, tap. Done. But that doesn't appeal to me. I'm beginning to see the reality of the power I hold in my hands, and my morning dream of having a massive harem of sexy ladies all **** to have sex with me is a very real possibility. I can have Rachel. I want to, of course, and have for years. But I want to draw out her corruption. I want to watch her fall. Humbled, humiliated, ****. I want to **** her to come crawling to me to beg me to fuck her stupid cunt, and I want it to be her idea.

My massive dick is rock hard by now, forming an impressive tent in the front of my pants. It feels incredible, makes me feel truly powerful in a way that the app simply couldn't, on its own. But where to begin?

Bringing up the input field on Rachel's profile, I know just how to start her descent.

Rachel grows increasingly aroused at all times. No matter where she is or what she's doing, she will gradually grow more and more physiologically aroused. The more she notices her arousal, the more horny and perverse thoughts and fantasies will come to her mind. Touching her own breasts or genitals will diminish her willpower and decision-making capacity. Rachel cannot achieve orgasm with her fingers or hands or anything she's holding in her hands. Any orgasm will reset all of these changes to her normal baseline.

I press enter. It's probably too much to start with and it's definitely very sexual, but I don't care. Rachel has pretty much always been a frigid bitch and I want to see what happens.

Leaning back on the couch, I think now is a great time to spend some quality time around my sister. "So, what show is this?"

She gives me an "ugh" but I get her to relent. She begins explaining the show's format and the intricate histories and relationships between all the people on screen.

I barely listen to what she's saying, more interested in watching for tell-tale signs that my new changes have begun to take effect.