Well, that night there's phone sex....

I ended up going to my room and closing the door. My dick wasn't in condition to do much more tonight and I had plans for Meaghan and Kaitlyn tomorrow. I lounged on my bed and browsed some sites on my phone as I absently wondered at the possibilities of my power. My libido might not have been recovered but I was still beyond excited. Thinking about it made my skin tingle. My mind went back over all the crazy things I'd done today and I couldn't believe it. I was essentially a god with the ability to change my life and other people's lives with just my words.

It didn't take long before I wanted to try the power out again.

Flicking through random news sites I saw that Angelina Jolie had broken up with Brad Pitt and I had a crazy idea.

"It is normal for Angelina Jolie to call me everyday at-" I glanced at the time, "7pm for some really great phone sex."

I snorted with amusement at my presumption to just reach out across thousands of miles and twist this hot celebrity's brain. I honestly wasn't even sure it would work as I hadn't done anything so specific before. Well, I had two minutes...

I stared at the ceiling of my room, idly fantasizing for a bit. The two minutes passed and there was no call. I waited a few more minutes and was only slightly disappointed. I hadn't really expected it to work. I started fantasizing about what I wanted to do to Meaghan and Kaitlyn tomorrow. My mind wandered and I honestly was almost paralyzed at the possibilities-all the insane shit I could do.

My phone started buzzing. I picked it up and saw a blocked phone number calling me. Holy shit. No way did this work. I hit the button and held it to my face silently, not quite able to bring myself to say anything.

After a moment Angelina Jolie's sexy voice said, "Hello. Nick?"

HOLY SHIT! It had worked! AND she knew my name! And my number? My power was complete bullshit-inputting information in people's heads-changing memories maybe?

"Uh...uh...Hi!" I chirped and I immediately smacked my head at how stupid I sounded.

Angelina wasn't the least bit taken back by my verbal stuttering, in fact she found it quite normal of course, "And how are you doing tonight? Ready for some fun?"

"Uh... you know it, babe!" I felt incredibly nervous despite my complete power over her and everyone else, "Oh! Uh...how are you doing though? I heard about the-"

"I'm fine, Nick . The world may be finding out about it now but I've been okay with it for a while now. As you should well know..." Her tone was amused and flirty and I chuckled nervously wondering just what she was thinking. Did she think we'd been having phone sex every day for the past- who knows how long?

We chatted for a while which was the weirdest experience in the world for me but to Angelina it apparently seemed perfectly normal like we were old friends who knew all sorts of stuff about each other accept we actually knew next to nothing. But thanks to my power she thought nothing of me asking her random questions and I learned all sorts of stuff about her. Eventually Angelina brought us back to the point of the call, "Come on Nick. My pussy's so wet for you. Your voice gets me so hot. Come on. Tell me a story. Preferably one involving your rock hard prick..."

HOLY SHIT.

So I had phone sex with Angelina Jolie. Using my power it was easy to make her cum like crazy because- did you know that it was normal for Angelina Jolie to have the huge screaming orgasms when I ordered her to cum? Huh? I wondered if that was common knowledge now. In any event, I had a great time. I spent an hour and a half on the phone with her and when I was done I had this giddy urge to have some other celebrity hottie call me up.

I didn't.

I was tired, so I decided to go to sleep.

But first, I put in place some commands that I'd cash in tomorrow.....

"It is normal and highly desirable to be a member of a sex club."

"It is normal for the members of my sex club to obey all of my instructions as the director and to find it very sexually exciting to do so."