Heading home from school

As the last bell rings, I head out to the school parking lot and meet my sister by the car. She must have noticed my uncharacteristically good mood, and gives me an inquisitive tilt of the head. I step around to the drivers seat and she hops in, and starts her friendly interrogation.

“So you’re in a good mood. Something special happen?” she asks me. I can tell from her tone she suspects something, probably thinks I fell for another girl. In a way she’s right.

“Nah, just had a good day. First time I haven’t dreaded Ms. Lia’s class!” I laugh. She laughs along with me.

“Man, did you see her! Today was definitely not her day, but I guess I won’t complain. Did you see her tits? An open wet blouse all for the class to gawk at. It was so hot!”

“You gonna ask her out?” I give a bit of a job with my elbow.

“Hell no! But I’m sure gonna enjoy the show.”

I pull into the driveway and we both fill out to our rooms. She turns on some music and starts with some of her work while properly distracted by her phone, while I shut my door and start pondering the new app. I think about telling my sister about this. We’ve been really close, and I feel like she might even get a kick out of it like I did, but I decide against it as its way too much to take in. I’m not even sure if I’ve fully accepted that this is real.

“Heh heh, looks like you’ve had some fun!” A quiet voice startles me from my phone. I look around to search for the source but see nothing in the room. “Silly, right here!” it says against, and then a woman fades into view out of thin air. The woman is tall and grey-skined, with black tattooed patterns running all over her naked body. Wide hips and breasts that seem to defy gravity catch my view first, until I follow her body up to her face. I see long pointed ears, thick red lips and short curled horns sticking out of the top of her head. Long red hair flows out of her head and seems that it would go down to her ass if it wasn’t floating freely in the air. I’m utterly stunned.

“Don’t worry, I’m just one of the developers! Here to check in on our favorite customer!” she says with a very up-beat and light voice, sounding beyond happy just to be here and a little teasing of me. “Well, only customer, but that’s not really a necessary detail right now.”

“Wh-who are you..?” is all I can manage.

“I’m just one of the few working on that app, you can call me Jane. It’s easier than trying to learn my real name at least. We’ve been hardworking succubi for a long time now, and it was starting to get boring. Believe me, even fucking can get old after centuries! We did some thinking together, and we figured out a way to get energy not from fucking humans, but from having humans fuck with other humans! I myself am not quite sure how they got it to work, I mostly just worked on the UI aspects. We couldn’t just spread this app around to everyone without ruining human society and losing our easy feeding, so we decided we’d just give it to a handful of people, starting with you!”

“How the hell does this work?” I asked. “And how and why are you in my room?”

“I can go wherever I please, thank you! And I was just stopping by to say I was rather impressed with your little show at the school today. When we made those commands we didn’t expect it to be exploited that badly! We might have to limit them a bit more…although I guess exploiting is the point…but anyways! I figured it’d be nice to say hi and give a few words of encouragement. You have a pretty dirty mind from what I can tell, I’m glad we picked you to get the first version of this app.”

“Wait, are you saying this app will harvest energy from people?”

“Oh no! It’s not harvesting, it’s more…generating. From manipulating people and creating sexual tension, it gives us a source of power. We’re not sucking out people’s souls or anything, that’s just a myth started by prudes. We live by spreading pleasure, we’re just asking you to help us spread that pleasure, which I know you’d like to do.” As she finished she gave me a smile and a wink. I guess she’s right.

“Alright, I’ll just keep up my plans I guess.”

“Oh, I can’t wait! If you need to talk to me, there’s a little question mark icon in the app. It’ll serve as a kind of lifeline in case you have any questions. I’ll be watching!” With that, she started fading into the air, leaving me alone in my room with the sound of Alice’s music through the wall.

On the other side of town Ms. Lia stood in front of her mirror wearing only her skirt and bra. “Brea…….Bre-assssssss…..” she struggled into the mirror. “Br-knockers. Sweatermeat. Damn it!” She gave up her futile attempts to say her now forbidden word, and took out a t-shirt. She slipped it over her head with no problem, but she couldn’t for the life of her pull it down over her tits. Eventually, she quickly yanked it downwards and managed to wear a shirt normally. The smile from her victory quickly vanished as her hands reached up and tore at the neckline, exposing her cleavage down to the bra. Flustered, she reached for a box of tissues and held them in from of her boobs, only for her hands to lower down so that the valley was visible, and try as she might she could not raise it back up.

Taking off her now ruined t-shirt, Ms. Lia stepped into the shower to rinse off from the day, very thankful that no sudden bending had overtaken her recently. Pondering the events she still had no idea why she was behaving the way she was. It was as if something is taking over her body. Every time she bent over, it was as if she was simply on top of someone else’s legs. Every time she reached for her blouse’s buttons, it felt like a strange slipped on her arms and took over.

Either that or she’s going crazy. Drying off from the shower and slipping into a thin nightgown, she was annoyed that even this was apparently too modest, as her hands refused to finish the last two buttons. Taking out her phone, she decided to make an appointment for her therapist as soon as she could, but first she would try to get out of work for the next few days and figure things out herself.

“Hi this is superintendent Jason Dent’s office” his secretary responded to her call.

“Hi, this is Ms. Lia, I’m just calling because I need to” take a few days off this week. I’m really not feeling well. Was what she tried to say. Instead, her mouth just hung open as the words were lost.

“Excuse me Ms. Lia?”

Slightly panicked, Ms. Lia continues. “Yes sorry, I just need to” stay home tomorrow “…I need…I’m sorry I’ll call back another time.” She quickly hangs up before the confused secretary can ask any questions. She feels the heat build in her face as she comes to realize she’s not going to be able to hide. She quickly schedules a meeting with her therapist, planning to meet him on noon Saturday. Try as she might, she didn’t seem to be allowed to skip work and meet on Friday. After a few hours of watching TV, she goes to sleep resigned to the fact that she’ll be humiliated tomorrow.

Waiting with bated breath, I see a new list of commands appear on my phone right at midnight. I even notice another 10 gems were added to my stash, bringing me up to 11. I suppose I went a little crazy and didn’t save much at all, although I’m not disappointed with the outcome. Pulling up Ms. Lia’s profile, I’m a little annoyed to see that she’s out of range of any editing. From the time at lunch detention I know that the hotkeys had limited range, but it appears that applies to the whole program as well.

Tabbing out of Ms. Lia’s greyed out profile, I look at the list of targets and see my sister and mother’s names sitting alone on the screen. I think about this for a second consider things. I’ve had a good relationship with both my mom and my sister. Yes, my mom is a fucking bombshell and I’ve ogled her every chance I got. But taking advantage of her is a whole new level. Do I really want to mess with her?

Eventually my conscience wavers and I select her name. I don’t need to do anything bad to her anyways. I can even make her unaware anything strange is even happening. Yea, that’ll be basically like I’m not even taking advantage of her! I’m just changing what she perceives as normal, so everything is fine. She won’t be uncomfortable, and I’ll get to have some more fun, so it’s a win-win!

I stop rationalizing my perversity and take a look at my options. Lots of things are very tempting, but unfortunately I can’t afford most of the good ones, and I should really save up my gems for the long term. I eventually settle on one that seems like a nice addition to our relationship, User can slap her ass without consequence for 7 gems. So far the most expensive command I’ve bought, but it leaves me with 4 gems to spare to use however tomorrow, and I already had plenty of fun with just two cheap hotkeys. Having bought the command, I go to sleep and set my alarms plenty early so I can meet my mother in the morning.