Info, inspo, and introspection

I scanned through the app's welcome screen again. Get mind control powers, spend BS to win arguments, earn BS for causing sexy stuff to happen. Straightforward enough, and I'd already seen the proof of it, I supposed. When I closed that screen, I found a pile of notifications already waiting for me.

Congratulations! You have won your first argument.

BONUS XP +5! Next level in 5XP.

BONUS CASH +5!

New profile added: Ari Platt.

After those, I landed on what I took to be the app's main interface, with three tabs along the bottom. Currently, I was on Profiles, with Perks and Store grayed out. One profile showed up, Ari Platt, and I tapped it.

Ari Platt

Age: 21

Relationship: Best friend, roommate

Beliefs:

• My friendship with Jamie is so close that we don't need to worry about privacy when it's just us.

Well, that would explain her sudden change of heart. And the app must have decided stripping in front of me was sexy and out-of-character enough to earn me a couple BS back. I didn't imagined it would let me milk that every time she got changed, but it was nice to already have some BS income.

I tried to tap the grayed-out Perks tab, and got a tooltip:

Perks are awarded to the user at level-up. Keep using the app and earning XP!

Similarly, the Store tab had its own rejection.

The store is unlocked at Level 3. You won't have enough CASH to buy anything until then, anyway.

Everything pointed to "just keep using the app." I ran the numbers in my head. If my current BS maximum was 100, I'd earn 14 or 15 points a day, plus whatever I could get from causing sexual behavior. At that rate, every day I could win an argument or two on the scale of my privacy chat with Ari. Not bad at all. Question was, what did I want to do with it?

My first thought, of course, was Ari. I'd never seriously lusted after her, but she'd made the odd appearance in my masturbation fantasies. I'd mostly seen her as hot in theory, but now that things had become practical, I was hungry for more. Normally, 'best friend' and 'roommate' were both deep in Do Not Fuck You Messy Slut territory. But sudden-onset mind control wasn't a part of that calculation, and I could see cleaning up a lot of messes with a couple dozen BS. Plus, if I wanted to explore the app's limits (and get a lot of BS back), having a test subject close to me seemed smart.

And then there was the Moira problem. Our houselord — housemate-slash-landlord, Ari hated when I called her that — was only a few years older than us, and she liked to think we were all equals. The fact that she collected our rent made me feel otherwise. Her parents had bought the house when she was a student and rented out the other rooms. A better investment than paying for her to rent in a college town, Moira had explained once. She got a bank job and stayed in town after graduating, so the arrangement had continued. I didn't know the details, but it was clear Moira made the decisions; if Ari was right and she wanted me gone, she could do it. Fixing that had to be a top priority. And... if I was messing with Moira's head already, why not have some fun with it? If anything, the app basically punished you for spending BS unsexily, right?

From there I started daydreaming, thinking of other opportunities for my powers. If I was going after two of my housemates, why not complete the set? I pictured Clem, Moira's girlfriend and our resident handyman, eager to do whatever I asked. I'd barely met Ezra, our extremely private fifth housemate, but they were hot too; though to be honest, sating my curiosity about them would be half the allure.

Of course, no need to stop at the house. I had classes and group projects and study buddies, and with enough time and BS I could make my life into a nonstop sex romp. There were some hotties in the Society of Women in Mathematics, and no one but us ever came into the lounge we had in the Math building... In my mind, I saw a web of gay corruption spread across campus like the roots of some insidious plant. And at the center, the nexus of sex and power, me and my new app.

I could even show up at Rae's place, fix this whole breakup situation right up.

The idea shocked me out of my reverie, stopping my train of thought cold. As I thought about it, I felt a shiver down my spine. Was I really the kind of girl who'd brainwash her ex to get back together? And why did that feel different than turning my housemates into my own private harem, or all the other manipulation I'd been daydreaming?

I took a deep breath. In. Out.

Rae had to stay off-limits for now; too many big feelings, too likely to end in regret. But as for the rest, I realized I'd already decided to take full advantage of my new power. Frankly, it seemed like my best bet to solve a lot of problems in my life. But even if it didn't, it was too sexy to ignore. Like your statistically average trans girl, I'd had mind control fantasies forever, and I always was always the one in control. Today, I'd made my best friend strip for me and think nothing of it, with a tenth of my power. If already living in the world of my fantasies, and the opportunities called to me. Anyone I could talk to, I could have her kneeling, naked, willing...

Another shiver went through me, this one pure lust. My dick throbbed, and instinct suggested I should take advantage of Ari's shower and masturbate before she came back. I laughed, thinking I'd have to break that habit. Who would ever need to jerk off alone with 92 BS to spend?