Omnipotence
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I'm not sure why I was chosen -- why I was given the power I have. I don't even know where the power comes from, or how it works. What I do know is that I can reshape the world as I see fit -- to create things, even people, from nothingness, or send them into oblivion; to alter the past, or at least everyone's memories of it; to control the thoughts of a person, or a nation, or of the entire world. In short, I was given the power of a god.
It all started when I was watching Return of the Jedi for the umpteenth time, looking at Princess Leia in that gorgeous slave costume, and thinking to myself, "God, I'd love to fuck her."
"Just shelve the books I haven't read yet, and the ones I read most often. Get rid of the rest -- I can always ask you to create it later if I want to re-read it."
The apartment was clean, really clean, for the first time in several years.
Next I sat down (metaphorically -- I was already sitting down) to consider what I wanted in a lover. I checked with Aide and verified that he knew all my thoughts -- he was part of me, as he said earlier -- and asked him to take notes on the decisions I made, but hold off on actually doing anything until I gave the word. I also asked him to chime in with any suggestions he had along the way, particularly if I was forgetting something.
First, appearance: Leia was beautiful, of course, but I already knew what the woman of my dreams looked like. The closest thing I'd had to pornography growing up was a pair of Victoria's Secret catalogs, both featuring the same gorgeous model. A Caucasian woman, mid-twenties, with long, dark brown, curly hair, lightly-tanned skin, and the sexiest pair of eyes I had ever seen -- gray-green, almost silver-green in color, with exotically tilted eyebrows which always reminded me of a bird in the distance. When she looked straight at the camera, her eyes appeared to be examining your soul.
I didn't know her name, and it didn't really matter. The catalogs were ten or twelve years old, and I didn't want the real model -- just a woman who resembled her. "Aide, can you create a hologram-type image, and alter it as I give you the details?" Immediately, an image of the model stood in front of me. "Let's see... shrink her breasts a bit, about a C cup (I preferred smaller breasts, and while hers weren't huge, they were still just a bit larger than I liked). Trim back that bush -- all of it off the lips, just a small triangle above the mound. Get rid of all the rest of her body hair. That's good. Remember that." The image was perfect -- she rivalled Cleopatra, or Helen of Troy, at least in my mind.
A name was easy -- I'd long ago named the model Irinna in my dreams, and decided to stick with that. Intelligence -- never settle for less than the best. I had Aide make her as intelligent as myself (I tend to score very high on IQ tests and the like, and consider myself very intelligent indeed). I told Aide to make her completely devoted to me -- her only desire was to make me happy. Sexually, she would be completely uninhibited, willing to do anything I wanted her to, and experienced in all the forms of sex.
"Is there anything else I need to consider?" I asked Aide.
I'm not sure why I was chosen -- why I was given the power I have. I don't even know where the power comes from, or how it works. What I do know is that I can reshape the world as I see fit -- to create things, even people, from nothingness, or send them into oblivion; to alter the past, or at least everyone's memories of it; to control the thoughts of a person, or a nation, or of the entire world. In short, I was given the power of a god.
It all started when I was watching Return of the Jedi for the umpteenth time, looking at Princess Leia in that gorgeous slave costume, and thinking to myself, "God, I'd love to fuck her."
<If that's what you want, you can, > said a voice in my head.
"Wh-what?"
<If you want her, you can have her, > repeated the voice.
"That's impossible." For some reason, I wasn't questioning the existence of the voice, just what it was telling me.
<Almost nothing is impossible for you now.> As if in demonstration, a woman appeared on my couch: Princess Leia, just as she was in the movie. She immediately snuggled up next to me and began massaging my thighs.
Needless to say, I was stunned. "What's going on? Who are you?" I asked the voice.
There was a moment's confusion, as the woman thought I was talking to her. "I'm Princess Leia, and I'm here to fuck you," she said, in an almost haughty voice completely at odds with her words and actions.
"I'm sorry, Leia, I didn't mean you -- I was talking to someone else." I repeated my question to the voice silently -- Who are you?
<In a sense, I am you, or a part of you. I don't have a name unless you give me one. You asked what is going on. What has happened is that you have been chosen to receive a gift. You have been given the power to change the world in any way you want, with only a few restrictions. I'm the interface for that power -- you tell me what you want, and I do it. You wanted to have sex with the Princess, so I created her for you.>
Leia had continued to massage my thighs, getting ever closer to my crotch. I was as hard as I'd ever been before, but I simply wasn't ready for this aggressive approach.
"Send her away please -- I need to think about this first." She instantly disappeared. "What do I call you?" I spoke aloud, preferring to hear myself think.
<Call me anything you want -- I am your servant, here to grant your every desire.> I could almost hear it bow unctuously.
I had to call it something -- I remembered the Belisarius novels I'd read recently. "I'll call you Aide. You said restrictions -- what are they?"
<Your power is limited to the Solar System -- just past the orbit of Pluto. You can do anything you choose as long as you don't destroy the human race. Those are the only restrictions -- you can even re-write the laws of physics within the system, as long as humans can still live under the new rules.>
"And for how long do I have this power?"
<For as long as you live -- and you will live as long as you desire.>
"Okay," I nodded slowly. "Now, why did you create the Princess like that?"
<You expressed a desire for her -- I was simply carrying that out.>
"If I'm going to live with this, I don't want you jumping the gun like that -- her sudden appearance almost scared me out of my skin. From now on, don't anticipate -- wait until I give you specific instructions, so I can think about what I want before hand." I thought for a moment. "If it's a life-or-death situation, go ahead and do whatever's necessary to prevent me from being hurt."
<Understood. Do you want me to bring the Princess back?>
"Where is she now? What did you do when I asked you to send her away?"
<She doesn't exist anymore -- I simply unmade her when you didn't want her around. I can re-create her any time you wish, however.>
"I don't think so -- Leia is beautiful, but her personality isn't really what I want in a lover -- she has a tendency to be a bit arrogant." I considered this for a moment. What did I really want in a lover? Up to that point in my life, I had had no social life whatsoever. In high school and college, I was too shy to ever ask a girl out, and too much of a nerd to be asked out. In fact, I never did anything social except with my family -- I didn't go to parties or clubs, or do much of anything except work, reading books, or surfing the Internet. My life was a very lonely one, which explained why I was still a virgin after 25 years.
I decided right then and there that I didn't want to live the rest of my life -- which just might be eternity -- stuck in that same rut. I would use this power to break out of that cycle, to do something different for a change. And the first thing I wanted was to get rid of that damned virginity.
For which, of course, I needed a woman. I decided to think things over very carefully before I actually had her created.
First, though, I looked around my aparment -- it was a mess, mostly because I hated cleaning up. "Aide, clean up the apartment, put all the books on the shelves, and get rid of all the trash."
<You don't have enough bookshelves for all your books -- I could make the apartment larger and give you more bookshelves.>
"Just shelve the books I haven't read yet, and the ones I read most often. Get rid of the rest -- I can always ask you to create it later if I want to re-read it."
<Done.> The apartment was clean, really clean, for the first time in several years.
Next I sat down (metaphorically -- I was already sitting down) to consider what I wanted in a lover. I checked with Aide and verified that he knew all my thoughts -- he was part of me, as he said earlier -- and asked him to take notes on the decisions I made, but hold off on actually doing anything until I gave the word. I also asked him to chime in with any suggestions he had along the way, particularly if I was forgetting something.
First, appearance: Leia was beautiful, of course, but I already knew what the woman of my dreams looked like. The closest thing I'd had to pornography growing up was a pair of Victoria's Secret catalogs, both featuring the same gorgeous model. A Caucasian woman, mid-twenties, with long, dark brown, curly hair, lightly-tanned skin, and the sexiest pair of eyes I had ever seen -- gray-green, almost silver-green in color, with exotically tilted eyebrows which always reminded me of a bird in the distance. When she looked straight at the camera, her eyes appeared to be examining your soul.
I didn't know her name, and it didn't really matter. The catalogs were ten or twelve years old, and I didn't want the real model -- just a woman who resembled her. "Aide, can you create a hologram-type image, and alter it as I give you the details?" Immediately, an image of the model stood in front of me. "Let's see... shrink her breasts a bit, about a C cup (I preferred smaller breasts, and while hers weren't huge, they were still just a bit larger than I liked). Trim back that bush -- all of it off the lips, just a small triangle above the mound. Get rid of all the rest of her body hair. That's good. Remember that." The image was perfect -- she rivalled Cleopatra, or Helen of Troy, at least in my mind.
A name was easy -- I'd long ago named the model Irinna in my dreams, and decided to stick with that. Intelligence -- never settle for less than the best. I had Aide make her as intelligent as myself (I tend to score very high on IQ tests and the like, and consider myself very intelligent indeed). I told Aide to make her completely devoted to me -- her only desire was to make me happy. Sexually, she would be completely uninhibited, willing to do anything I wanted her to, and experienced in all the forms of sex.
"Is there anything else I need to consider?" I asked Aide. <What about her past -- who is she, where is she from, what's her job?> After some thought, I decided to keep it simple. "Let her know the truth -- that she was created by me for my pleasure. Make sure she's familiar with my favorite books and movies and so forth, so we'll have the same cultural references. Does that cover it?"
<What about her voice?> "Like Faith Hill's, I think."
<That covers all the basics.> "Then make it so."
I didn't jump this time. It helped that Aide didn't create her right next to me on the couch, but rather several feet away, standing near the doorway. I immediately noticed that Aide had handled one last detail -- she was dressed in an exact duplicate of the same slave costume Princess Leia had been wearing earlier.
I sucked in a breath as the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen sank to her knees in front of me. "How may I serve you, Master?"
Master. The word both frightened and thrilled me. For the first time in my life, I was about to learn what sex was all about, from a gorgeous woman who would do anything I wished, indulge my kinkiest, darkest desires.
Yet this same word finally brought home the implications of what my new power meant -- I was her master, she was my slave. I could use any euphemism I chose, but she was still a slave -- and so, potentially, was every other person in the world.
I put aside these thoughts for later -- right now, I just wanted to lose my virginity.
"Please make yourself at home while I change, Irinna," I said, heading for the bathroom. I had a chance to make some self-improvements, and I wasn't going to pass that up.
I stripped and looked at myself in the mirror. To be honest, I was pretty ugly -- pasty-white from too much time in front of the computer instead of outside, scarred from multiple abdominal surgeries (my guts were constantly a problem), and far too skinny - you couldn't quite count my ribs, but it was close. I even had acne still, although it was mostly on my neck and shoulders.
Aide, I want to make some changes. Get rid of my scars and zits, add at least 20 pounds of muscle, tan my skin a bit. Internally, I want to be in perfect health - fix my damn intestines, give me 20/20 vision, and get rid of any incipient cancers or other health problems. I had decided to get in the habit of addressing Aide mentally -- people would think me very strange if I went around talking to myself all the time.
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This is happened 13 days ago from the date of this post. I am posting this to ISS just to show my happiness I am right now and my daddy is into business in partnership with a firm in Delhi. I have completed my MBA and came to Delhi to stay with my dad as my family stays in Bhopal. This story has started 5 months ago when my mother, brother and sister came to Delhi for vacations my father invited his partner’s family for lunch to my house and when they came to my house and I have seen someone...
IncestHello dosto main Rohit Jain from Chennai age 22 rang gora aur dikhnay mai ek dam smarty hoon. Dosto mai gay nahi hoon lakin ek baar aisa haadsaa hua ki aaj Bhi uska maza leta hoon dosto baat 2010 April ki hay main morning daily bich par 5.30 ko walking jaata hoon mera daily ka jaanaa hota hay chennai mai marina bich to gandhi bich tak daily walk kartaa hoon. Ab Bhi kartaa hoon ek din mai walking puri karnay kay baad wallking ki jagha say thodi dur side mai bethnay Kay liye chair banai hui tee...
What a difference a couple months can make when it comes to marriage, pregnancy and infidelity. When you take a woman who is neglected and only viewed through the prism of a body type by her husband and on top of that the husband is even suspected of infidelity prior to the wife's then one thing drives the other. Neither is justified but people have the need to be loved, touched and desired while at the same time people want to love someone, they like to touch and they want to desire...
April 21, 1989, Chicago, Illinois I was in my office, just before lunchtime, when Keri transferred Jessica’s call. “REINSTATED!” came the ear-splitting shriek from the handset. Then some more unintelligible babble before she calmed down enough to carry a conversation. “Congratulations, Babe! We’ll celebrate tonight! I assume Al called you?” “I just got off the phone with him. My tentative start date is September 1st. I’m limited to eight-hour shifts for the first month, then I’ll go back...
Super thicc chick Alina Belle is pretty chill, which is why her stepbrother has always had such a good time hanging out with her. Today, she is back from college and she wants to relive some their favorite memories together. She has not been able to stop thinking about how they used to fool around back in the day, so she sucks his thick dick and drools all over his rod. Later, Alina is working out and her horny stepbrother wants to slide his cock in her tight cooch. She is game, so she hops on...
xmoviesforyouHi dosto me Rozar phir aa gaya apni ek aur kahani lekar ye us samay ki ghatna hai jab me 20 saal ka th aur meri chachi 28 saal ki thee . chacha – chachi ki shadi ke baad se hi bahar jakar naukari karte the aur saal bhar me keawl do mahine hi ghar par rahte the baki k 11 mahine wo bahar rahte the to chachi apne maa ke ghar chali jati thee lekin jab se ham log wapas ghar aaye to chachi ka maa ke ghar jana kam ho gaya aur kuch din baad chaca aaye aur chachi ke sath rahnae lage . Are main to batana...
Hello everyone! As far as the intro goes, I am fair, good like looking, close to 6 ft with a decent built man. This is my first story here in the ISS. Suggestions are welcome.This is a real story with little imaginations. Going into the story, me and my cousin are very close right from the childhood days, though is 7 years elder to me. About her, she is a 5’5 fair and hot she has the most prettiest lips I has ever seen. She is slim with amazing attributes. She lives in Bangalore. Once a year...
IncestBeep, beep, beep, beep My cell phone was making the alarm noise so I looked at the time, eleven-thirty. I stretched, scratched, and headed to the bathroom. The room had one of those miniature coffee makers, so I made a packet of coffee to drink while I did my triple S and dressed. I put my vest back on, even though I didn't think I would need it, before packing my stuff to leave if I could get out later. I was downstairs in the lobby at five till noon, greeted by a smiling, refreshed, Hal....
Jefferson High won the first game of the playoffs nine to six in a pouring rainstorm during which Jason, and later Mike, had great difficulty even gripping the ball well enough to pass it. Kyle was called on to kick field goals when their drives stalled inside the thirty-yard line. For Kyle, these would normally be "chip shots", but the sloppy field made each of them challenging. Unfortunately, they lost the next game on a bitterly cold night where the wind was blowing across the field and...
Frank and I share a flat in a high tenement block, the only drawback is that we have to share the bathroom with the adjoining flat which is occupied by two young secretaries working at the same firm as we do. But it turned out not to be such a drawback because it gave me the opportunity, along with Frank, to discover some very joyful intimacies with one of the girls called Penny and later, well will mention that soon… Always being the nosy one and looking for a cheap thrill (according to Frank...
I'd been watching the fat assed waitress swing back and forth for the past hour. At 2 am on a wet New Hampshire night there isn't much else to do but hit the late night diners, find some action, or at least, just pick out the desperate ones. This bitch was definitely filed under desperate; you could tell from the care she'd lavished on her red red mouth. I could imagine her spending an hour in front of a mirror in her lonely apartment painting that signal, getting the definition just right, the...
Reckoning By Cheryl Lynn This is a follow up of my story, "Mrs. Abernathy, Just for Fun." As with all of Mrs. Abernathy's victims they usually remember everything after three months without her treatments. For the Summer's family, those three months are just about up. Please read "Just for Fun" before reading this. Definitely not for the sweet/sentimental reader. All standard disclaimers apply and may be downloaded for personal use only. Any other use is strictly prohibited...
Hypnopics-Collective! There’s a lot of weird shit that people are into online, and when you open up Hypnopics-Collective.net you’re met with such an ominous text screen that you know that you’re in for a crazy time on this website. What is it that Hypnopics Collective is about exactly? Well, if you’re into hypnosis porn then that’s the kind of content that you can expect on Hypnopics-Collective.net. I mean it’s in the name, so it’s not really a secret or anything like that. But you really have...
Porn Forums“Now I close my eyes and the notes are black ribbons spooling from my fingertips, reminding me of Wildgirl’s hair.” —Leanne Hall, Queen of the Night 29 NOVEMBER 2020 Em was home for a total of seven days and I had to spend three of them in school. And the equivalent of another rehearsing. It makes me mad that all of a sudden, our lives can be ripped up again and we ‘children’ have no choice but blind obedience to the ones with authority. When I was an old man, I’d have told them...
————— Edited an polished by Bronzeage. Great job, thank you ————— Todd dreamed THE DREAM of his young life. He was sexually active only for a few months and he couldn’t really fathom it, sometimes. In the dream, he lay in a thick bed of rose petals with two gorgeous naked women by his side, caressing his body and kissing him softly on his lips. On his right was a never ending line of equally gorgeous naked women waiting to get satisfaction from his divine cock. In a moment, the present woman...
Lauren Philips is having a rough time getting used to living with her new stepson, Charlie. Charlie is always around, which makes it hard for Lauren to enjoy any sort of privacy. He keeps walking in on his big titty stepmom to try to catch her in the act of doing dirty things so he can see if her carpet matches her drapes. One night, Lauren is using a massager on her legs when Charlie barges in to see if she’s using a vibrator to masturbate. He won’t leave until Lauren kicks him...
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