A new job and a new power.

When you arrive in your room your bed is sadly empty, your twin sisters apparently having woken up and left during your adventures in the kitchen with the other members of your family. You have a twinge of disappointment, considering the naughty games the three of you could have gotten up to, but ultimately you decide it's not a bad thing. Now that you've assumed your role as their Master, there's bound to be more opportunities to mess around with your sexy little twins. Plus, you have other goals to contemplate and the lack of distractions is probably a good thing.

As you take your seat in front of the computer, you reassess what you've already accomplished and what you'll need to alter to obtain your new goals of spreading your influence beyond the walls of your house. The Motherboard has kept all your previous commands and you gather them into a single list.

Toplessness is acceptable everywhere for everyone over 18.

Increasing the lower end of mature breasts to a B-cup.

Increase the ratio of women to men born.

Women can only have 3 kids before becoming infertile.

All men and women in the new reality will have looks on par with supermodels in the current reality. Also, people will age more slowly and retain their good looks well into old age.

Polyamory is socially acceptable.

Sexually transmitted diseases no longer exist and pregnancies only occur with the assistance of a specialized medical professional.

Bisexuality is normal in women.

Staring at public nudity is considered a compliment to that person, rather than being considered impolite. Further, verbally complimenting their bodies is on par with flirting with a person.

Money isn't necessary anymore. People still work but that work is considered sufficient to earn whatever products that would normally be bought in the current reality.

My semen is better tasting than normal, with most women eager to taste it.

I can control my erections and how long they last.

Any suggestions made by me will seem reasonable to everyone and will be generally accepted without complaint or argument.

I have the ability to enter another person's dreams and control everything that occurs within them.

The more continuous time that a person stays in my presence, the more sexually aroused they become. Maximum arousal will peak after 24 hours of uninterrupted togetherness. The cooldown for the arousal, when the person is not with you, will take the exact same amount of time.

_After high school, I started working as a porn movie reviewer and have become well-known for it. Porn studios send me pre-release movies and I submit my reviews to their websites. _My family is proud of my job and support me in the pursuit of my career goals.

The main problem, as you see it, is your current job. It was a pure flight of fancy and an enjoyable one, having the opportunity to spend your day watching porn, but especially since you have access to multiple women willing to perform lewd sexual acts with you, your job has lost a bit of its luster. Plus, it's done completely at home. You want the opportunity to travel, mold the world to your desires and meet more women you can add to your growing harem.

Next to the command describing your job, you find a red 'x' that you can use to delete the command. You press it and sit back.

You spend the next fifteen minutes spinning around in your desk chair, face raised toward the ceiling, contemplating your options and unable to settle on anything. Then your eyes settle on an object on your desk, left there yesterday after you finished using it. The video camera you'd use to shoot the movie with Mama Tara. Pieces fall into place, details revolving until a full picture evolves in your mind and you begin typing on the Motherboard.

I have established myself as the world's best freelance model and celebrity photographer and videographer. Mama Tara now works as my agent, handling the scheduling behind all of my photographic and videographic shoots, and the rest of my family take turns as my assistant, taking care of my top-grade equipment and assisting in the shoots.

You nod as you finish typing. This ticks all the necessary boxes. You'll be working with some of the world's most famous, powerful and sexiest people in potentially exotic_ _and beautiful locations. Your thoughts turn to the potential celebrities, athletes and models you might be able to bring under your control. You immediately grow a chubby at the thought of directing them into sexy poses, commanding them to remove their clothing for your cameras, leading them into your bed--potentially with your assistants or agent added for fun!--and corrupting them completely.

You fully realize that you could use the Motherboard to create that scenario right now and the women wouldn't think twice. But after setting up and conquering your family by bending their own inhibitions until they broke, initializing a reality where everything was just given to you by this world-altering tool would feel like cheating. And boring to boot. You like a bit more challenge before fucking someone.

But your job raises another problem. There's a reason why in almost all the porn movies and magazines from your original reality started out with fully clothed girls. It adds excitement and a sense of eroticism to see women start out fully-clothed, only to slowly and sensually divest themselves of what they're wearing, exposing their naughty bits piece by piece. You've loved living with women who go topless everywhere, but it detracts a bit from the allure and hotness of a full photospread or video shoot. You settle back into your computer and this time, instead of deleting your previous command, you alter it.

Toplessness acceptable for everyone over 18 when they are at home, at a friend's house or at a private location like a hotel room. Otherwise, outfits will be chosen solely to showcase their bodies in the sexiest ways possible. Additionally, when a uniform is required, they will be tailored similarly to stereotypical porn versions of the uniform.

You lean back, satisfied. The best of both worlds: you get to stare at titties all you want at home, but your work will still leave the little bit of mystery that makes it so compelling on film and in magazines. Even losing the public nudity doesn't bother you overly much, as you can just imagine some of the outfits that could be worn by the top-heavy women of this world. There's something to be said for leaving a little bit to the imagination.

You've identified one final problem. If you're going to be traveling more, being chained to your computer in order to use the Motherboard is problematic. First, there's the convenience factor of being able to make changes whenever you want, but there's the added reassurance that if an emergency occurred, you could handle it without having to return home. After a moment's consideration, you type:

When I say 'Motherboard initialize,' a fully-functioning version of the original Motherboard will appear as a phantom screen that only I can see. Any commands made will be added to the originals. The screen will disappear when I say 'Motherboard complete.'

This one may be a stretch. Despite your experience with the Motherboard over the past week or so, you still don't understand how it works, what it's full capabilities are and even more important, what it's limitations might be.

Turning to the center of your room, you take a deep breath and say, "Motherboard initiate."

Almost immediately a screen, approximately two-and-a-half feet wide and a foot-and-a-half tall, floats in front of your eyes, complete with a transparent keyboard identical to the one you'd just been typing one. You allow a smile to crease your face. So far, so good, you think. Time for a test run, just a minor change but easily confirmed.

Just for today, Lily and Violet will come to get my approval for their outfits before they leave the house.

"Motherboard complete," you say and the screen disappears. Not sure how long it will be before they are ready for their inspection, you decide to put on some clothes yourself. Nothing too onerous, just a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, both of which can be easily removed with little effort.

A knock at your door grabs your attention a few minutes later and you turn to see Lily standing in the doorway, a lecherous grin on her face. Immediately, you know your decision to remove the completely topless requirement was the right move, your dick stirring quickly as you look at her clothing. You wave her in and she steps to the rooms center and you lean close to begin your inspection.

One top, she's sporting a purple peasant's blouse, but the lower hem has been cut ridiculously short, with her breasts acting as a shelf for the fabric to hang down from. It's not quite short enough to see any underboob, but it's close, and if you stare hard enough you think you might just be able to see the outline of her areolae beneath the surface. Moving lower, past her lean stomach, she's somehow squeezed into the tightest pair of black booty shorts you've ever seen, with her buttcheeks spilling out everywhere.

"You like?" she asks with her lascivious smile still spread wide. In response, you give her a smoldering kiss, letting your hands wander across her nubile body, finding every bare inch of flesh and caressing it with knowing fingers. You're even able to confirm she's going bra-less, your hands sliding beneath her top and mauling her breasts unapologetically. She leans into the kiss until her hips a grinding against your hard-on with a wild vigor.

A cough sounds in the doorway and you both split apart to see Violet watching you with red cheeks. It's kind of endearing to see her get embarrassed over witnessing such acts, given what the three of you got up to last night.

Always a bit more of a hippy than her sister, she leans toward dresses more often than not. At first glance her choice is much more modest than her sister's, but as she glides to where you're standing, you give a low whistle of appreciation. The fabric of her dress clings to her body with indecent familiarity, outlining every curve and line with exacting detail. Her boobs bounce lightly with each step, the cloth flowing with them with each sexy shudder, her legs flowing like silky smooth water. She gives a little spin, letting her ass take center stage for a moment, and then falls into your arms, her face upturned for her own kiss.

You give her the same treatment as Lily, running your hands across the entire length of her body. When you're finished, twin peaks stand prominently from her chest, clearly visible underneath the thin gray fabric.

After a bit more snogging, each taking their turns with admirable patience, you send them on their way to their classes at the local college and congratulate yourself on the changes you've made. Everything seems to have been a success and you can't wait to start your new day. Perhaps a trip out is called for.