He gets out of bed

Although the snap had a lot of power, each person’s personality had a lot of influence on how a command was interpreted. If someone was a cheery person, they would approach a command in a cheery way, unless told otherwise. Jessica was always the most ambitious girl in school. She was the class valedictorian, played in multiple sports, got into a good school. She always strived to be the best at whatever she tried.

This meant she tackled all of her personalities with the exact same dedication. She would work the hardest and be the best at whatever she was told to do because, at her core, that's who she was. When she came back, she was going to make sure the place was spotless. Every stain, every spot, every smell would be eliminated with ruthless efficiency.

Though he thought it might be fun to see her switch back and forth while she cleans, the musty smell of dirty laundry and week old takeout was getting to be too much to bear. Aiden decides to get out of bed and let Jessica take care of it.

Aiden gets dressed in a basic red t-shirt and jeans, the last set of clean clothes in the dresser, and heads out the door.

"Good morning, master!" He is immediately greeted by a woman with short jet-black hair, pulled back into a ponytail.

"Good morning, Stacy." he responds.

“Did you sleep well last night?”

“Not really. I wish I hadn’t set my alarm so early.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, sir. Speaking of which, I just saw Jessica dash towards the supply room. She seemed much livelier than I would expect from a clock. Has she been assigned a new role?”

"Uh, yeah, she's a maid right now."

"Ah! A classic. Thanks for letting me know. I've got a few jobs I can put her on once she finishes with your room." Stacy brushes a strand of hair from her face as she jots the update on her clipboard. Stacy was the president of the Green Valley chapter of the Delta Gamma Phi sorority. Though she had technically graduated a few years ago, Stacy stuck around as the house manager.

Aiden had just dropped out of Green Valley when he first discovered his powers, so what better place to start a harem than a place already filled with hot girls. Using the snap, he quickly transformed the sorority house into his own personal palace with every member ready to serve according to his will.

Stacy helped keep track of things. Every day she would greet Aiden outside his door with a warm smile dressed in a professional cotton blouse and pencil skirt with a morning report on anything that might need his attention.

"We are running a little low on food, so we will need someone to go to the store. Do you have any requests?"

"Hmmm. Nothing in particular. Whatever you usually get is fine." Aiden says as they step over a redhead passed out on the floor.

"Sounds good. I’ll put Emily on it this afternoon." She scribbles something down, "Let's see...Oh! There is an issue with the showers. The hot water won't turn on unless all of the showers are on at the same time. We will need to call someone over to fix it."

"Ugh. Can’t I just turn one of you into a plumber?"

“I’m afraid not. Most of our handier girls went home for the summer, so none of the current residents have the requisite knowledge to take on that persona. We'll have to get someone from outside the house."

"Or you could all just shower together?" Aiden smirks.

"That wouldn't be practical...At least not every day." She teases.

"Fine…do we have the funds for that or do you need me to snap them so they do it for free?"

"We should have plenty of money. I’ll take care of the whole thing. Besides, I’m sure we could figure out some…alternate payment, if necessary.” she winks.

Stacy was the best. Whatever needed to be done, she took care of it. Aiden probably didn’t need these updates. Stacy could run the house all on her own if he needed her to, but part of him enjoyed the company. It was nice to have someone who, mostly, was just themselves rather than his own personal creation.

“Now on to the fun stuff! This is the last week of summer classes." Stacy flashes a mischievous grin, "which of course means...pledge week is just a few weeks away!"

Hell yeah. Pledge week. In just a few weeks a new set of hot young girls would come to the house and do anything to join. Fresh eyed and eager there was something special about the new recruits. They always seemed to have an extra need to serve.

As Aiden's head starts to swim with all the possibilities.

*Crash!*

A loud smashing sound rings out. It seemed to come from the lounge.

Aiden and Stacy rush down the hall around the corner. When they get to the longue, they find two of the residents, a blonde and a brunette, twisted together in the center of the room. The blonde has the brunette pinned beneath her with their firm buttocks stacked atop one another. The blonde pressing her weight down, forcing the smaller brown-haired girl into submission.

"You thought you could disrespect me and I would do anything about it?" announces the blonde. She is wearing a bright neon pink leotard which clings tightly to her body, accentuating her well toned muscles. Her equally impressive breasts strain agains the tight lycra fabric as she presses down on the back of her opponent. "I've got the best pussy in the Pornographic Wrestler's Federation. Not you, Hailey Heifer."

The girl on the bottom kicks and struggles but is unable to overcome the superior strength of the domineering blonde. She is dressed in a cow-print bikini with a matching headband. Her arms pinned behind her, unable to break free.

"Yeah right, Cunnilanna." The brunette responds defiantly, "just because it's the loosest doesn't mean it's the best. My pussy tastes like the sweetest of cream, unlike your spoiled milk!" She continues to writhe underneath to no avail, simply outmatched both in size and muscle tone.

"I'll show you sweet!"

Cunnilanna swings off the pin and pushes Hailey on to her back. Hailey attempts to get up but not before Anna slams her crotch right into Hailey's face, knocking off her cow horn headband.

"Moo for me you bovine bitch!" Anna grunts, pulling the crotch of her leotard to the side. She starts grinding, rubbing her unshaven bush across the face or her defeated adversary.

"Maaaah" Hailey eeks out in response. Her deep bellow muffled by Anna's thighs, as her face and ears are completely enveloped by the sheer size of Anna's lower body.

Stacy looks at Aiden, "are you going to do something?"

"Oh! Right! Stacy, plug your ears."

Stacy was already ahead of him, pulling out a pair of orange earplugs from her skirt pocket. Aiden holds up his hand and snaps his fingers.

Anna goes blank. She falls limply to her side with a hearty thud, allowing Hailey to break free.

With what little strength she has, Hailey rises up and weakly pins the vacant Anna. Her typically tidy brown bob disheveled into a matted mess with a small streak of blood running down from her nostril.

"Huff...I've got you now...huff..." she announces between ragged breaths.

Aiden casually strolls over and lifts her arm into the air, "We have a winner!" He announces!

Hailey smiles a tired smile. "Thank all of my fans for supporting me! Ever since I was a little girl, I..."

She is cut off as Aiden faintly snaps next to her ear, quietly enough that neither of the other girls could hear, causing her to collapse on top of Anna.

Aiden turns back to Stacy, "How long were they at it?"

"Not sure. According to my list Anna was supposed to be a coffee table and Hailey was a horny objectiphile, so I don't know exactly when the whole 'lesbian professional wrestler' thing started." She responds with air quotes, "I know you are my absolute master and can do whatever you want, but I would prefer it if you let me know next time you put someone in such a destructive persona!"

Aiden rubs the back of his neck, "yeah...sorry," he did feel kind of bad for forgetting about them. This wasn't the first time he had forgotten to update Stacy, but it was one of the more destructive times. The lounge was completely trashed and the girls could have gotten seriously injured."Do you think they are okay?"

Stacy kneels down in front of them, "Hailey might have a broken nose. They've got a few bruises, but they don't seem to have any major injuries. Everyone knows pro-wrestling is fake, so they probably weren't actually trying to hurt each other."

She stands back up and returns to her clipboard. "Well, what are you going to do with them now?"