Editing Reality

Book Two: Sultry Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Sixteen: Broken Rules

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Steve Davies

I stared in awe at the door. I had edited it after it had been edited.

That should be impossible under the old rules.

I glanced down at my phone. At the increased abilities of my editing app. My heart pounded in my chest as this rush shot through me. I’d doubled my number edits for the day. After my new modifications, the door showed itself as unlocked from editing. It was like I had greater admin privileges or something. I could edit a lesser version of the app’s changes.

“Damn,” I said.

“You… you…” Anael quivered before me. My angel panted, her body flushed. Her purple eyes gleamed as she stared at me. My cum dribbled down her thighs. “You’re amazing, my Lord.”

I’d edited my angel, too.

I had changed her loyalties to me as well as activating my phone’s abilities. She fell to her knees before me and engulfed my cock with her hungry mouth. She sucked her pussy juices off my dick while staring up at me with such love in the purple depths of her eyes. Her cheeks hollowed. Her tongue darted around my cock.

Pleasure surged through me. My balls tightened. I groaned, my heart pumping hot blood through me. She nursed with a feverish hunger. Her hands gripped my thighs. Her fingers clenched. She dug into me as she worshiped me hard.

I smiled at what I’d done. I’d won. I had Seth now. If I could edit the door, I could edit him. I had two more edits for the day. I smiled as I surged. My passion echoed through the small room that he’d sought to trap me in. I glanced at my time-paused wife. She had a mask of fear on her face.

She wasn’t in danger any longer.

Neither was my secretary, Imogene. She hugged herself tight. She looked confused and on the verge of panic, her brown eyes filling with tears. Seth wouldn’t hurt us. He wouldn’t get his hands on my eldest daughter.

Anael sucked hard. She bobbed her head. Her lips worked up and down my cock. I groaned as I stared down at her. All I had to do was edit the angel. It was incredible. My heart pumped hot blood through my body.

An idea popped into my head.

“What’s the name of Seth’s angel?” I asked.

Anael slid her mouth off my cock. “Jophiel, the Angel of Illumination.” A wicked smile crossed her lips. “I’m not supposed to tell you that, but… You are amazing, my Lord.”

“I changed your loyalties,” I told her.

“Mmm, you don’t know what you’ve done,” she said. “It’s bold. I love it.” She licked the end of my cock, fluttering her tongue around the sensitive crown.

“What’s Jophiel’s real name?”

“Sophia,” she moaned. “Angel of Illumination and Wisdom.”

I smiled and closed the app.

Reality lurched back into motion. Anael vanished.

“Did you find something?” my wife asked, her voice strained. “Did you… Did you fuck your angel? You’re naked. Hard. Your cock looks soaked in pussy.”

“Angel?” Imogene asked, her voice creaking. “What’s going on, Mr. Davies?” Then she squeaked in shock, “Where did your clothes go?”

“I’ve won,” I told my wife.

Her green eyes widened. She shuddered as her hands swayed before her. “Really?”

I nodded. I felt so different. Six edits a day. I could override any edits I’d done. I could fix any mistakes I’d made.

“You’ve truly won?” my wife asked. “We’re getting—”

My phone rang. I knew it would. Seth would be watching me on his app. I swiped the screen and brought it to my ear. “Hello, Seth.”

“You think you’ve won?” Seth asked, amusement in his voice. I pictured the young man in his bedroom, leaned back, relaxed and confident in his victory. “I would love to hear how you’ve done it. How you think you’re getting out of there.”

“You made a mistake,” I answered, all the tension gone from my voice. I rode the high of my orgasm and my triumph. My victory was assured. A hot tremble raced through me. Exhilaration pumped through my veins. It was so hard not to shout out in delight.

I fought against it, savoring my victory.

“A mistake?” Seth asked. He didn’t sound worried. “Please, Mr. Davies, enlighten me. I’ve spent all of my time thinking this through. Unlike you, I haven’t been rutting with every slut I can stick my dick in.”

“Pity,” I said. “You could have been having fun instead of this pointless fighting.”

“I can have fun after you’ve given up your edits,” he said. “So, what’s my mistake. I’m patient. It’s not like you’re going anywhere.”

“See, you didn’t make me use up all my edits before springing your trap,” I said. “That was my plan. To put obstacles in place that would force you to use your edits three times before I sprang my forces on you.”

“Didn’t need to,” Seth said. “There’s nothing in that room that you can edit to help you escape, and no force on earth that could get through the walls, floor, ceiling, or door. What, did you edit someone to come put a gun to my head and force me to give up my powers?”

“I’m not someone who likes violence or guns,” I said. “Besides, you have the protection aura. It wouldn’t work.”

“So, who did you edit?” Seth sounded so amused. “Tell me what I’ve overlooked.”

“Did you know you can edit your angel?” I asked.

Seth didn’t answer. His breathing grew heavier. I pictured him frozen. “What?”

“Of course, you have to figure out the password,” I said. “And I know your angel’s password.”

Before he could answer, I pulled my phone from my ear. I hung up and opened the editing app, freezing reality.

Anael appeared, still kneeling before me. She swallowed my cock, her purple eyes staring up at me as I searched for Jophiel. The view screen portion of the app switched over to Seth’s room. Jophiel was by him. Lurking around him. When I opened her profile, the nude image of her form appeared in that section of the app.

She was a black-haired woman with topaz eyes. She appeared to be Anael’s opposite in every way. Busty and curvy, but there was no sexuality about her. She didn’t ooze lust and delight. Her eyes were soft and full of wisdom. There was a beatific aura about her.

Jophiel (PASSWORD PROTECTED)

• Physical

• Mental

• Spiritual

I navigated through her menus, Spiritual Menu to Relationship Sub-Menu. Like with Anael, the Most High was the angel’s top relationship followed by Seth. My name wasn’t even on her list.

I inserted myself at the top of her list.

• Steve Davies is Sophia’s master. The one she answers to above all others, even the Most High. She loves him and wants only the best for him.

I smiled as I typed that, loving the feel of Anael sucking on my dick. I backed out of the Relationship Sub-Menu. I pondered where my next change would lay in her menu. There had to be something in her profile that controlled who’d she given her app to. Sophia was a conduit like Anael.

I had to shift where that power flowed.

If I understood things, the moment Seth lost his powers, everything he did would be reset. This room, those strange anime girls, more. Where did those anime girls come from? I shook my head, he had created them somehow. But so many of them…

I had to know. I pulled out of Sophia menu. I wouldn’t lose any changes to Sophia to go investigate. I opened up the map and found one of the anime girls attacking city hall. It was someone named Amasaki Mio. She wasn’t edited, which I found absolutely fascinating. I navigated to her History Sub-Menu.

• Drawn into existence by James Davies.

• Marveled at her new existence and is eager to please.

• Pleasured her first client, Stefan Roydon, and enjoyed herself immensely pleasing him.

• Returned to her paper to dream.

My son created her? I went to her Relationship Sub-Menu. The top one was Seth Davies.

• I am loyal to Seth Davies even to death. I will do anything to make him happy above all others. He wants me to obey him. He wants me to be a good geisha and please all the customers of Dreamgirl Delights. He wants me to be happy and fun and flirty and sexy.

How did James create her? I switched over to my son. I went to his History Sub-Menu. I had to navigate through all his memories of today, including my inauguration, his date last night with his two girlfriends, including their various sexual encounters, then I reached a threesome he had with a girl with a strange name, Sakuraba Aoi. The memory before that was him creating her.

• James finishes inking Sakuraba Aoi with his Coptic Marker and focuses on her coming to life. She appears before him eager to give him a reward.

“Coptic marker…” I muttered, Anael bobbing her mouth up and down my cock. She stared up at me as I unraveled this shyster.

I had to search for this marker. My son had lots of Coptic markers. He used them to create his art. But one of them was edited by Seth Meyers. I found it and read the profile. Seth had changed its properties, enchanting it to never run out of ink, to change the tip so it would draw at whatever line thickness my son needed, and to bring to life anything James drew so long as he willed it to exist. There was a caveat that any beings created this way would be loyal to Seth Parish.

I scrolled through my son’s history. He’d been drawing almost non-stop. When I was having fun, my son was being used by Seth. I thought my son was having fun, enjoying life outside of his bedroom for once. I let him have his space, and Seth used him.

I groaned when I read that my son thought he was a God because I created his two girlfriends.

Seth used that arrogance.

“That little bastard,” I growled.

I switched back to Jophiel. I had to finish my edits. I had to take apart Seth’s power and ensure my family wouldn’t be messed with. I had a hunch what I needed was found beneath the Spiritual Menu.

Spiritual

• Sexuality

• Faith

• Morality

• Social

I browsed down the list and smiled when I realized where it would be.