Clean

Dustin looked up at his mother, Jessica, as he pressed the command, wondering if it would work this time or whether her appearance in his room was just some fluke and had nothing to do with this strange new app on his phone. He knew that she hated to clean. She’d told him once that when she had finally made enough money to buy this house, she’d sworn that she would keep making enough money that she would never have to clean it. It was why she’d hired Vitalia. So if this worked, if she really started to clean, then maybe, just maybe, this was real.

"What would you like me to clean, Dustin?" His mother asked after a few seconds and Dustin’s jaw dropped. He looked down, studying the app for a moment before pressing a trio of dots that had appeared on the bottom-right of her portrait. It turned out to be a log of some kind. The latest entry read.

Command Accepted - Exp+, Inf+

So obeying commands increased influence. Dustin felt his heartbeat thud in his chest. The more he had her do, the more options on the list would become available. His eyes drifted back to the Undress command.

"Why don't you clean my bathroom, Mom," Dustin suggested.

"No, I don’t want to do that." Jessica replied firmly, her simple refusal made him frown and he glanced down at his phone again. The warning was back.

Command Resisted
Insufficient Influence

Okay, so she was willing to clean, just not his bathroom, Dustin thought as he glanced at his phone and then back up at his mother once more. "Mom, clean my room," he commanded simply, watching her hopefully.

"Yes, Master," Jessica replied with a nod of her head as she moved over to his bed and began to smooth out the rumpled covers. He gaped at her, watching as she quickly and efficiently made the bed and moved over to his dresser and the laundry piled on the chair beside it. She sighed and tutted gently as she did so

“You know, you might have more luck bringing girls back here if you kept this place in a better state, mister.” He nodded absentmindedly at her comment as he pulled up the log on her profile.

Command Accepted - Exp+, Inf+

How much had they gone up? Dustin wondered, looking at his phone, weighing his options carefully. She had finished stowing the laundry in the dresser and was moving over to his desk, picking up and straightening the textbooks that had been strewn on the floor beside it since classes had ended the week before.

He pressed the Clean command again. "Mom, clean my bathroom." He commanded simply and felt a pulse of excitement as he watched the notification pop up.

Command Accepted - Exp+, Inf+

"Yes, Master," his mother nodded, though she sighed heavily as she turned to obey. Dustin moved to watch her, part of his mind still amazed at what was happening while the rest of his mind turned over all the possibilities that were suddenly laid out before him. Even as Dustin was thinking about all that he could now do with this newfound power, he found his eyes lingering on his mother's slender back, her rounded hips as she bent over his sink, her shapely ass facing him in her form fitting jeans.

He swallowed, if this was real… then it was no longer about what he could do, but what he wanted to do...