The Great Power Of The Mind

Josh Evans had just graduated from high school in the last few months, and was now going to the local community college. He hadn't really been taking many classes, but mostly would party. This night was like any other night, and just like any other night, he needed a ride home because he had a few too many beers. His oldest friend, Jamie, had agreed to drive him home. While on the way, Josh turned to her. "Thanks, Jamie."
"No Problem, Josh." she replied. Josh really couldn't talk after that, since he was focusing on trying not to throw up. They got to the house, and Josh got out. He thanked Jamie, and stumbled toward the front door. Along the way, he threw up in the bushes. He got to the door, and knocked. His older sister opened the door. Josh looked up at her. "Hey, Genna."
"Your drunk? Again?" she asked. Josh just nodded. She rolled her eyes. "Get upstairs before mom catches you. she told him. Josh stumbled up the stairs, which, of course, woke up his mom, Ronnie. Ronnie opened the door, wearing only a see-through nightgown. "Are you drunk again, Josh?" she asked.
"Yeah." he replied.
"Honey...you can't keep doing this. Go to bed, and we'll talk about it in the morning." she told him. She turned around, and Josh looked at her ass. He smiled, and stumbled into his bedroom. Even though it was dark, he still was able to find his bed. He crashed down onto his bed face first, and fell asleep. Now, on any other day, he would have been having wet dreams about Genna and his mom. This time, however, his dreams were much different. At first, all Josh could see was fog. Then, part of the fog parted and an old man came into view. He was wrinkly, with a great, big, bushy white beard. He was wearing some black, hooded robes, so Josh couldn't see if he had any hair on the top of his head. The man seemed to look right at Josh. For a few moments, there was silence. But then the old man spoke. "Josh Evans. It is time for your ancestral gift. Your great, great grandfather had mastered the power of the mind. Mostly, the ability to make anyone do whatever he wanted. I was that man's son. Another of your ancestors. I am here to grant you the complete power of the mind. To be able to do anything just with a thought, including making anyone do whatever you want. This gift has now been passed to you, Josh. Use it however you wish." Then, just like that, Josh woke up. He got up, confused. "That...was one really strange dream." Josh said to himself. He then got out of bed, and got dressed. He started to walk to the stairs, when he looked at his mother's bedroom door. "Dreading THAT talk." Josh said before walking back downstairs. When he got into the kitchen, he noticed that Genna was sitting at the table, seemingly waiting for him. "Your such a little disgrace, Josh." she said.
"What?" Josh asked.
"Your a disgrace."
"How am I a disgrace, Genna?" he asked.
"Your a nothing. You'll never ammount to anything. You are nothing more then a fucking leech. bleeding mom dry." she replied.
"You know what, Genna?"
"What?" she asked.
"Why don't you go fuck yourself." he said. Suddenly, Genna pulled down her panties, and started to finger herself right then and there. Josh's eyes went wide. "Genna? What the hell are you doing?" he asked.
"Fucking myself. Just like you told me to do." she replied. Josh was now very confused. What would she do what hee said? Unless....That's it! The dream. It had to be true. There was no other explanation as to why his bitch of a sister would be fingering her own pussy right in front of him. Josh smiled. What else could he do with his newfound powers? Should he check what else he could do with his sister? See what he could do with his mother? So many choices.