#reality altering

(Final chapter, earlier chapter here https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688228322485878784?source=share ) I woke up the next morning with a bad headache. This beauty was next to me, I had gone to be Pink from yesterday and she apparently became this today. Looking out the window, I could see that where yesterday was at least a partial lake that wasn't transformed by my presence, there was now one massive pool. About the size of the lake. Looking around, everything I could see was changed into my mansion grounds. Now I had around 40 slaves, and a quick weather satellite search proved it. It was visible, a large circle. Worst of all, I could feel the headache come and go in small bursts. Zooming in, I could see my lands now crossed over a medium sized road outside the forest. Every single car, every single person driving through that area would be my slave. I groaned as I felt another bus driving through that road, feeling each soul of theirs be reformed into something else. At this point I had given up. I tried hard to not be near people, but my powers just spread too far. There was nothing stopping it now.

The day after I could feel better, but one look at the map again showed the scale. When I went to be last night I must have had thousands of slaves, now my area covered a smaller town, maybe another 10000 slaves. More and more drove into the area to vanish and become something else. These two horny slaves entertained me over the day. I tried to to some calculations but I kept getting distracted by my slaves orgasms or more senses of people being changed as they drove into my lands. Defeated, I went to bed again.

Next morning I was awoken by a phone call. It was a jailor (her silky smooth voice told me very quickly she was one of my servants) that asked if my property could commit crimes. Apparently, I had transformed an entire jail, and now each inmate was a slave of mine. Obviously they considered themselves property and property can not commit crimes. It was not a discussion I wanted to have so I had them all stay in the prison for now, but with nobody actually locked up. This one apparently enjoyed the bars enough to stay inside her cell. Looking at the map again, I had absorbed several large towns. A quick calculation my estimate was about 2 million people by now. I went to bed that night slightly distraught but not doing anything about it.

Next day, All of the USA was covered, part of Canada and Mexico. This was how the agents looked like now these days. Seductive but highly trained. With an entire country of many, many millions of slaves, I could only assume that this was the last day the rest of the world was outside my influence.  But this is how it always had been according to everyone. Nobody thought it strange that one man owned a nation of women.

The next day, my suspicions confirmed. The entire world changed. I woke up with a nosebleed one of my two red servants here wiped off and made me ready for my day. I got some reports in from my loyal subjects. Apparently, at least a dozen people were still not changed. They managed to remain normal. My slaves obviously quickly tracked them down and had them before me. When I touched them, they morphed like anybody else had done and became my devoted pets.

This World Sucks.

Let’s Make A New One, Together.

The New Earth 2020 Altered Zones Project.

Samantha kept munching on her third pizza of the day. This would have bothered her a few days ago but with the discovery of the Master PC program, her perfectly cute bubble butt, her slim model waistline, her long gorgeous hair draped over her back and bed, all of those physical concerns were gone. When she discovered the program, it became clear to her that the few permanent changes she did to herself was accepted as perfectly normal by everybody else, including her boyfriend (who got a update in the downstairs department, mainly for her own pleasure). But that was not where she wanted to go. Looking through the settings, she had found the perfect combination for her own little kinks: First and most importantly, reset reality to previous physical and mental state after 24 hours passed. Checked. Awareness of reality having been altered during the duration: Nobody. Checked. Oblivious to the program and its changes for the duration: Herself. Checked. Retaining all memories after changes have concluded: Herself. Checked. Typing in the changes for this first trail, she hit Enter and….

“You humans are very silly, modesty do you call it? I don’t see any reason for me to have this on me.” “I told you already, my name is Daniel, now will you please put some more clothes on?” “There is no need, I already told you so. The holographic projector can make me look like any of your species, including outfits, but I prefer to look like normal with you here.” “Please Samdexherathi-berhatgDAAA that name is just simply impossible to pronounce with a human tongue.” “Again, I told you to call me Sam, that is perfectly fine for this type of first contact. Now, what were you going to say” “Please don’t use your pheromones tonight. I have a super important meeting tomorrow and I can’t spend the night fucking you again, no matter how pleasuring it is mmmmmmm.” “Oh, you misunderstand little human. Those “Pheromones” you speak of are simply what I smell like. It is not my fault that you become so, what was your word for it again? Right, Horny when breathing it. Not that I complain, Sedrellachich males have nothing in the equipment department compared to you humans. Now how about we get into some inter-species copulations? “hngggggggggggggg” “Thought as much.”

——–24 hours later——-

Samantha lay panting on her own bed, in her much more human skin and body. All the memories of the past 24 hours had been a blur, but after fucking her boyfriend unconscious she had taken the mailman, the neighbor and his wife into her body. It all had felt so natural and fantastic, yet something was missing. Something she had yearned for. and now it was within her grasp. Setting up the limitations exactly the same as before, seriously, this was a reality altering program, how could it not create simple macros? Same as before and then started typing carefully and extremely specific. She hovered her finger over the Enter button and smiled as she pressed it down……

“Welcome home Master Daniel. How may this slave pleasure you today.”

“Ughhh. Still not used to having you around Suki. How was your day?”

“It was pleasing Master. I have cleaned the entire house, done the dishes, washed your clothing and stayed horny all day awaiting your return.”

“Thats grea…wait, I never told you to do that last thing.”

“Silly Master. You don’t actually need to tell me to do things. What kind of a slave would this one be if I could not read your mind and learn what you truly wish for me to do?

“That’s…. a little terrifying but also very hot. How about food?”

“The steak is almost done. Medium rare, correct?”

“That mind reading thing is probably going to take longer to get used to than the hole slave thing.”

“Now, while you eat, would you like me to give you a blowjob, a titjob or fuck me across the table?”

“Ehmmmmm?”

I mean, Homestuck already HAS reality-altering computer programs, so it's entirely feasible that Roxy or June or whoever else could find a program that lets them seamlessly alter reality! From there it's not a huge leap for one of them to type 'trolls go into heat' or 'everyone thinks I'm really attractive' or whatever.

But since it's basically pure wish fulfillment it's pretty easy to slot it into Anything. Steven Universe? Peridot found an old gem program, fixed the code, and started messing with existence's programming. Deltarune? Queen thought it'd be funny to put something like that on a library computer. She-Ra? The entire planet is a magic computer, Entrapta could totally rewire it to be horny.