Slow Roll it - go home

Deciding to play it slow, I immediately I erased the rule "sex between adults is an acceptable recreational activity"

After another flash of light, the scene returned to normal, even if my boner remained fully intact.

I tucked the phone into my pocket and decided to walk home and sort out how I would have fun with this.

I arrived home where I lived with my mother named Anna, my sister named Emma, and my father named Chuck.

I got myself a glass of water and took a look at the current laws that governed our world and thought about where I want to go. Rule the world? Have fun? Probably both, but how to go about it?

I decide that the first thing I need to do is consolidate a base of power and ensure that however the Rules of the WOrld app came under my power, it does not leave my power.

I write two new rules:

1. The Rules of the World App belongs only to me, Josh West, the writer of this rule, and in no circumstances will it ever leave my possession, whatever phone I use or turn on, the app will appear on that phone and then disappear if anyone tries to use the phone.

2. If I ever use the phrase "I need you to trust me", my family will completely trust and believe whatever I am telling them

I re-encrypt and save the file on my phone and close the app. I think to myself. What should I do next?

I take a deep breath and turn around to find Emma walking up the hallway towards me.

I decide to test one of my new rules and say "Emma, I think I've become a god"

She cocked her head with a smirk and asked: "You and every other guy."

"I can prove it if you want" I reply.

"Oh yeah? How?"

"I'm going to make mom clean my room"

"Ha! That'll be the day" she laughs. Fair comment, my mom was incredibly strict with both of us about cleaning our rooms and making it clear that she wasn't our maid.

"Mom! Can you come upstairs a second?" I yelled downstairs.

A few moments later, Anna walked up into our living area with a look of curiosity written across her face. "What's up?" She asked as her eyes surveyed over the scene before her.

"Can you please go clean my room?" I asked, fully knowing the rage that was coming my way.

"Josh, what the hell do you think? No, I'm not going to clean your room" she said, voice starting to rise. Emma smirked.

"Why do you think I would ev-" she started before I interrupted her.

"Mom, I need you to trust me, its important that you clean my room."

My words sounded almost **** even to my own ears.

"Oh... Ok." She replied quietly and walked past us into my room and started putting things in their rightful place.

Emma looked gobsmacked. She had never seen her mother being so subservient towards us before. Her mouth was hanging open, looking at her mom doing my bidding with wide eyes.

"How did you do that??" Emma asked as our mom finished tidying up around my bed.