Editing Reailty Book 3, Chapter 09: Transformed Reality

Editing Reality

Book Three: Naughty Fantasies Unleashed

Chapter Nine: Transformed Reality

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this.

Steve Davies

The BEEP, BEEP of my alarm clock went off, drawing me out of sleep. I felt my bed moving.

“Too early!” Sam, my youngest daughter, cried out. She snuggled up against my side.

“Mmm,” I groaned, my eyes opening.

“Don’t go back to sleep,” my wife said. She was on the other side of me, getting up. She hit the alarm clock and then turned on the lamp.

“Mom!” groaned Sam, burying her face into my side.

I shifted, sitting up. Becky, my eldest daughter, sat up on the other side of Sam. Becky’s large breasts swayed back and forth. They had such a lush jiggle to them. Something beautiful. She stretched her back, her tits swaying she thrust her arms wide into the air and yawned.

“Sam,” my wife said, her voice stern. “I see you there. You can’t snuggle up to your father and sleep.”

“But I’m pregnant,” she moaned. “I need my beauty sleep.”

“You’re not that pregnant, young lady.”

“Come on, kumquat,” I said, sitting up. “It’s morning. You have to get up and get ready for your classes.”

“Ugh, why didn’t you edit things so we didn’t need college,” Sam muttered.

“Because it’s important,” I said. “It builds character.”

“Fine,” she growled and then sat up, her green eyes blinking. She yawned and stretched her back, her breasts firm. Her stomach was still flat. She was only a few weeks pregnant so it would be a while before she showed. Just like Becky.

“Do you want your phone, honey?” my wife asked. Linda picked it up from where it set on the nightstand. Her large breasts swayed, as big as Becky’s and just as lovely.

“Might as well do some editing,” I said.

“Get rid of college, Daddy,” Sam muttered.

“Go get ready for school,” I told her, giving her a direct look. “Calling me daddy isn’t going to change that.”

Sam pouted at me. She was cute.

I took my phone from my wife. I swiped the screen and opened the app. Anael and Jophiel appeared on the foot of the bed, their legs entwined. They were grinding their pussies together, Jophiel’s large breasts heaving as she cried out in delight.

I paused reality as I entered editing mode.

Everyone froze around me except the two angels. They were gasping, moaning. It was hard not to stare at them, my cock hardening, thrusting up beside me. Anael’s blonde hair danced around her face, her small breasts jiggling. Her purple eyes flashed over to me.

“Master!” she moaned. “Ooh, ooh, Master, we’ve been tribbing all night long!”

I shook my head. “She’s really corrupted you, huh, Jophiel?”

“Yes, Master!” the busty, black-haired angel moaned. Her topaz eyes flashed with delight. “It feels incredible. Oh, my, yes!”

The two angels thrashed and moaned. They gasped out in rapture. The scent of angelic pussy filled my nose. I shook my head to wrench my gaze from the angels. I glanced down at the screen. I had my twelve edits.

It was time to fix things.

I decided to do Seattle the same way I had Rainier. Adding all the edits to the city to make it into a place where the people were proud to live there. It needed to be cleaned up. Things were getting out of hand there. It was a beautiful city that didn’t need to be destroyed by its altruism. I wanted the homeless to be helped with compassion, but they had to do their share, too. They couldn’t destroy where they stayed. Then I added the notes to have people want to vote for me for everything. Seattle was the largest city in Washington. Millions commuted into the city. It straddled I-5, the major north-south corridor on the West Coast. It was also a major port. So many people passed through here.

It would have a large effect.

“Mmm, what are you up to, Master?” Anael asked as she crawled over my legs, her purple eyes smoldered.

“He’s editing a city of course,” said Jophiel. “I predict Seattle.”

I winked at my Angel of Illumination while my Angel of Sexuality grabbed my cock. She stroked it as she straddled me. Her hand lifted my dick. She aimed it right at her pussy as she quivered there, her small breasts quivered.

She slammed her angelic cunt down my cock.

“Damn,” I groaned. Ironically, I was currently in Seattle’s Sexuality-Female Sub-Menu. Her pussy engulfed my cock. I shuddered at the pleasure of her pussy. Her silky cunt engulfed me. I shuddered, my family frozen around me.

Jophiel managed to wiggle between Sam and me. She pressed her large breasts into my side, her tits soft. Her nipples caressed my arm. It wasn’t a sexual act. She had this look of interest on her face as she stared at the app.

“Mmm, you want to go to the Infrastructure Sub-Menu, Master,” she purred.

“Right,” I groaned, tapping the screen while my dick throbbed in Anael’s pussy.

“Guide him in your way while I guide him in mine!” Anael gasped. Her twat squeezed around my dick. Her hips wiggled from side to side, stirring around my dick.

It was an incredible delight to have my angel ride me while my other cuddled up against me. Jophiel guided me through my edits, especially the mini-nuclear reactors to make Seattle into a better city. I shuddered, my dick aching, throbbing. My cock throbbed and ached in my angel’s cunt. Her pussy massaged me.

Anael’s moans rose over Jophiel’s whispers. The firm jiggle of Anael’s breasts quivered above me. She whimpered, her pussy clamping down on my cock. The massage was incredible. My phone shook in my had for a moment at that delicious sheath caressing my cunt.

“Edit the world, Master!” Anael moaned. “Edit everything!”

“Now, you want to go here,” Jophiel purred.

“Uh-huh,” I groaned, the pleasure washing through my body.

“Edit! Edit! Edit!” gasped Anael, her fingers rubbing at my stomach. “So hot!”

Her pussy squeezed around my dick. Her pussy massaged me. That wonderful glide of her cunt worked up and down my dick. The pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. Her juices soaked my shaft and dribbled down to my balls.

Her heavenly twat clenched around my cock as she rose up my shaft. Her cunt sucked at my dick. This wonderful bliss rippled through me as I edited a building so it had been claimed by eminent domain by the City of Seattle. Then I replaced it with one of the small nuclear reactors. Jophiel whispered into my ear, her voice soft and beautiful. Her breasts rubbed against my arms.

“Damn,” I groaned as I manipulated the phone. “Anael!”

“Edit them all!” she moaned. “Make all those women into your wanton whores! Make them all want to love this dick!”

“He’s already done that part,” purred Jophiel.

“Yes!” Anael gasped, her pussy slamming down my cock.

I groaned, having trouble focusing. My naughty angel’s breasts bounced above my phone. Her purple eyes flashed. Her blonde hair danced around her face. Her hips danced from side to side. Her twat squeezed about my dick, bringing me closer and closer to my climax.

Her twat slammed down my shaft. Her pussy took my girth over and over. My balls tightened. My dick came closer and closer to erupting. I groaned, struggling to focus. Her pussy was just such a tease. Such a silky delight.

“Master!” howled Anael, slamming down my cock. “Edit them all! It’s the best!”

“Yes!” I growled.

The pressure swelled to the hilt of my dick. My cock erupted as her pussy rose up my shaft. My cum fired into her pussy. Stars exploded across my vision. Anael gasped in delight. She slammed down my dick, taking me to the hilt. Bliss spilled through me.

Her pussy convulsed. The angel came on my dick. Spurt after spurt flooded her twat. This amazing treat rushed through my body. Every blast of spunk slammed into her. I groaned, my mind drinking in the rapture.

“Master! Master!” Anael moaned, her pussy milking my dick. “Ooh, yes, yes.”

Jophiel purred, “Have you satiated your lust now so our Master can continue imposing his will upon the world and shaping it to his pleasure?”

“Oh, yes,” Anael moaned as her pussy writhed about my dick. She milked me dry.

“Damn,” I panted as my orgasm peaked.

“Mmm,” Anael purred. She squirmed on my dick. My angel rested on my cock. “I needed that, Master.”

“You need that always.”

She beamed at me. “You know me so well.”

I chuckled, my blood buzzing with the rapture of my orgasm. I blinked and looked back at the phone. Jophiel walked me through the rest of the edits. It took time to get it all done, longer than Rainier. Seattle was a larger city. It needed more reactors than Rainier. Luckily, Jophiel’s knowledge was invaluable. Then I fixed the rest of the changes to make Seattle ready.

I compiled the changes. Reality rippled out from us and used six of my charges for the day. I could edit another city, but there were two girls I needed to take care of. Two of my students were pregnant.

I needed more concubines.

Tammy, Rita, and Courtney were wonderful. Those three girls were exciting, but so were Kyleigh and Nikkole. My dick twitched in Anael’s pussy as I opened up Kyleigh’s menu, the first-ever person I’d edited. I made her from an overweight and unhealthy girl into the hottest cutie at Rainier Christian College. I made some mistakes with her. The compulsion she had to have sex with her professors caused her to neatly get not only herself in trouble, but me when she was caught by President Vern Atterbury.

I removed that compulsion then made her one of my concubines, happy to be one of my women.