Tactical Retreat.

As you watched Victoria licking the spunk off her fingers, your rational thoughts once again began to take the wheel of your mind while your primal urges took a nap. You just made out with your sister, and made her give you a handjob. Now she was licking your sperm off her hand and arm like she accidentally spilled white chocolate all over it in the kitchen. She looked happy.

After your parents died Victoria had taken the role of parent to you. She was six years older than you and was old enough to be registered as your guardian when the tragedy occurred. This saved you a life of bouncing from foster parent to foster parent during your teenage years since you had no extended family that you knew of. Victoria had been as much a mother figure as a sister to you, she helped you with school, made sure your grades were acceptable, and put up with all of your teenage angsty bullshit.

And now she was swallowing your cum like it was a delicacy.

The image of your sister in your mind was crumbling, and you couldn’t handle it.

“Um, I’m gonna go to my room now.” You say, quickly pulling your pants back up and retreating from the couch as quickly as you could manage with your sore limbs.

“Wait—” Victoria tried to stop you but it was too late, you were already halfway up the stairs and determined to spend some time alone to collect your thoughts.

You closed the door behind you as you entered your room and collapsed onto your bed. Once again it felt good to let your aching body rest as you stared up at the ceiling. You needed to think about what the rest of your life would look like now that you had confirmed the legitimacy of these new powers.

So, you now had the power to order anyone around and they will do it. Not only will they do it, they will do it happily and even encourage it. They are willing to go completely against what is natural for them just to let you have their way… though that wasn’t quite right. It was more like they changed to match your preference, or acted like it was always their preference. Though you were almost certain your sister had incestuous feelings toward you, the fact that she never acted on them told you it was a boundary she wouldn’t have crossed naturally. But now, with a simple series of orders it became natural for her to ignore that boundary.

The question that was wracking your mind now was whether the people you ordered actually truly did become willing to obey or if they just acted like they did. You were currently plagued with the awful thought of your sister being trapped within her own mind as her body did things against her will. You didn’t want your sister to go through that, you didn’t want anyone to go through that kind of torment. You wished you had asked Jack to clarify this point, because the answer would determine how willing you were to go through with using this power.

“You rang?”

You nearly jumped out of your bed as Jack was suddenly standing in the corner of the room.

“Holy fucking shit!” A twinge of pain shot through your body as you sat up far quicker than you should have in your condition.

“Whoa easy there kid, you heard the doc, you’re supposed to take it easy.”

“How the fuck did you know I wanted to talk to you?”

“You should never question how I know things kid, you probably don’t wanna know the answer. The two most important things you should know is that I do know things, and that I’m on your side.” You then watched with amazement as he snapped is fingers, producing a small flame on his thumb which he used to light a cigarette. “You don’t mind if I smoke by the way do ya?” He grins.

You were having trouble coming to terms with his non-answer, but you want to talk to him for a specific reason. “Okay so, I need to know something about this power you’ve given me.”

“You don’t need to worry. They ain’t trapped in their own minds. This power comes with some degree of reality revision, you see. Every time you give an order you are rewriting history. You’re not changing much, the only thing that really gets altered is the willingness of the person you ask. In their minds, it’s something they’ve always been willing to do, they’ve just been waiting for you to ask.”

He takes a drag from his cig, blowing the smoke into the room, which seems to almost instantly vanish. “That explanation may have been a bit wordy, but the point is, no, you ain’t just controlling their body like a puppet while they sit back and watch the show. In their head they are happy as a clam, delighted to do what you ask.”

“Okay, I think I understand.” You nod.

“So, you gonna use the power still? I have no qualms taking it away if that’s really what you want. As an added bonus, I’ll even undo all the orders you’ve given so far and make it so they never happened.”

You laid back in your bed again, staring at the ceiling, carefully considering his offer. You also thought about the kind of things you’d actually do with the power when you had it. You were kind of a shut-in and an introvert, you weren’t likely to go trolling around town using your power to bang any hot chick you came across. You’d be far more comfortable with a more subtle approach, your life as it was now wasn’t too bad, there isn’t a whole lot you want to change about it and the direction it’s going. You’d probably just use the power every now and again to get a foot in the door with certain people you’d never have a chance with otherwise. Like your sister.

“I think I’ll keep it, for now anyway.”

“I’ll be happy to take it back whenever you feel like it. I don’t do exchanges though, and I won’t give it back once I take it away. Just be aware of that.”

“Got it.”

With a grin Jack snaps his fingers and vanishes from your room, leaving you alone once again. Almost immediately after he vanishes you hear a knock on the door.

“Will? Can I come in?” Victoria’s voice calls through the door.

“Yeah go ahead.”

Victoria opens your door and steps inside, still in her underwear. “You seemed really freaked out earlier, are you okay?” She asked with genuine concern.

You sat up on the edge of the bed to face her. “Yeah I’m good. It was just the first time I had done anything like that with you so I was a bit nervous and needed some space to breathe.” You half-lied. “I’m fine now though.”

She smiled. “Silly there’s nothing to be nervous about. I really enjoyed doing that stuff with you. Wouldn’t mind doing it more often, to be honest.” She gave you a smile that you recognized, a warm smile that you’d come to love from her over the years.