Kyle, a senior in college

Kyle had a year left to go before receiving his degree, and was staying at his Mom’s house for the summer break, as was his little brother Gabe, who had just graduated high school. It was a lazy June afternoon, and Kyle was scrolling on some forums, trying to pass the time until his girlfriend, Michelle, arrived.

Kyle loved Michelle. She was sweet and very reserved, with short bleach blonde hair, innocent brown eyes, and pillowy lips. Everything about her, from her face to her feet, drove him wild, and he was hoping they could get up to something as soon as she came into his room.

But until then, he just kept clicking through things, only stopping on an ad unlike any he’d ever seen:

“4th Dimensional Editor - Control the minds, bodies, and reality of the universe around you!”

It was worth looking into, but Kyle really had to go to the bathroom, so he left his laptop open and walked across the hall to relieve himself. This would turn out to be a poor decision. Gabe, equally bored and loving to make mischief, snuck into his room and took a look at the screen. Beneath the title was a blue button that read FREE UNLIMITED TRIAL.

His curiosity was sufficiently piqued. He clicked it, and an interface with three icons popped up. They said BODY EDITOR, MIND EDITOR, and REALITY EDITOR.

Gabe chucked to himself. After all, Kyle tended to take long in the restroom. That gave him enough leeway to mess with these settings! He pressed MIND EDITOR, and a big, empty text box appeared; he assumed, correctly, that this was where the commands would go to edit peoples’ minds.

But who should he try it on first?

While he was deep in thought, their mother, Roxanne, noticed Kyle’s bedroom door was ajar. She came over to investigate, and found Gabriel hunched over Kyle’s computer!

“And what exactly do you think you’re doing?!”

The boy flinched at her question, but relaxed when he remembered the tool in front of him. The idea for a wicked first command came to him in an instant. He typed:

“Roxanne Hubbard has the brain of a dog.”

It’s worth nothing here that Roxanne Hubbard was an attractive woman. A buxom beauty with the meatiest tits and ass either of her boys had ever witnessed. She was a licensed therapist, a kind, hardworking mother who wanted only the best for her kids. Which is why it was so bizarre to see her drop to the floor, on her hands and knees, and panting like a bitch.

Gabe laughed uproariously at the change. He was barefoot, and offered a sole for his Mommy to lick as he considered the world of opportunity this app had opened up for him. Roxanne, for her part, gave him a nice footbath with her freakishly long tongue.

The way Roxanne’s breasts shook as she dropped was giving Gabe a litany of new ideas.