Chapter 20

I sat across from Laura and Mom at the kitchen table; the same position I had been in just a few hours earlier when I told my mom the truth about Amara and my new ability. I was filled with trepidation then, but I was even more nervous now about telling Laura. Of all the girls in my harem, Laura was the only one I had directly commanded to have sex with me. I had made Laura break up with her boyfriend over the phone while fucking her. When she returned home to collect her belongings, her ex-boyfriend was waiting for her. Harsh words were exchanged and the dirtbag even raped her. I hadn’t reacted very well when she turned up bruised and crying.

By the time I had finished with him, her ex was almost catatonic. I had stripped him of everything, leaving just the basics to keep him alive. I still felt guilty about setting that particular chain of events in motion. Not what I did to her ex, but what happened to Laura after I left her alone. I was worried she would compare my actions to her ex-boyfriend’s.

“So, Laura, I want to tell you something, and it might make you feel angry or betrayed. I just want you to know that I didn’t intend on things happening the way they did.” I said.

She glanced at my mom, who took her hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

“You’re kind of worrying me a little,” Laura said, with a nervous little laugh.

“Don’t worry. You’ve done nothing wrong, and nothing bad is going to happen to you. This is all about what I’ve done ... that being said, I guess I should start with Amara.”

I figured I didn’t need to start from the very beginning, so I just gave her a summarised version. It wasn’t until after my first wish I met her, so that was where most of my narrative kicked off from. Other than telling her about Amara’s true nature. There was no need to go through the events leading up to our first encounter in any detail.

Her eyes went wide when I explained Amara was a genie and that I had mind control powers. Her head swivelled between mom and me, then a look of realisation dawned across her face. A look that grew as I continued my tale.

“So, when I got on the bus that morning, I was almost completely out of power and still working out how this all worked. “ I carried on saying.

“You used your powers on me, didn’t you? Commanded me to have sex with you in order to recharge your batteries with ‘sexual’ (?) energy,” Laura said matter-of-factly.

“Because I don’t usually make a habit of having sex with strangers on a bus.” she finished.

“I didn’t want to be so direct and...” I tried to explain.

“Thor, stop.” Laura said.

Oh crap, this is it.

“I don’t care. Really! What you did got me out of a toxic relationship with an even more toxic person. My only regret is that it didn’t happen sooner. Regardless of how I ended up here, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” She said with a sympathetic smile and a loving glance at my mother.

“You don’t need to explain yourself to me. What’s done is done, and my life is a million times better than it was before. If the price of that was having sex on a bus, then I think it was a pretty good deal. Plus, it was the best sex of my life, which has only become better since. How can I be mad about that?” She said, reaching out to hold my hand.

“Honestly, meeting you on that bus was probably the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Anything you’ve changed in me since then isn’t as important as what I have now. I love your mother with all my heart, and I will always love you for bringing us together. The twins are just adorable, and I think of them like the little sisters I never had. Pip and Emily too. I always wanted lots of siblings, but for most of my life, it was just mom and me. How could I ever be upset when you’ve given me everything I ever wanted and more?”

After hearing Laura’s admissions, I felt more relieved than I had expected. I had tried to justify my actions to myself, and both Amara and my mom had agreed with me. But hearing it from Laura herself showed me I was holding onto more guilt than I thought. Guilt that I felt leaving me as Laura spoke.

“If it’s all the same to you, I’d like to finish the story anyway,” I said, to which Laura nodded.

I felt much better when I had finished, and Laura went through the same mental changes as Mom and the twins. Three for three. I had been needlessly worrying. However, I couldn’t help feeling it had been a little bit too easy. Their acceptance of the previously impossible is a bit too much like blind faith. It made me wonder if there was something more at work.

“Just one last thing. Amara and I wanted to ask if you would be willing to take on the role of Harem Mother”. I said, talking to mom.

“Harem Mother?”

“It’s a very high honour,” Amara said, walking in and sitting in my lap.

“Essentially, you would be in charge of the day-to-day running of everything. Make sure everyone is fed, clothed, and happy. Laura can help, and Amara or I can answer any ‘non-conventional’ questions. It’s not exactly as it would have been if we lived in Amara’s time. It’s less of an assigned job, more of an honorary title. As long as you carry on being the fantastic mother you’ve always been, but including all the girls as part of our family, you’ll be perfect for the role.” I explained.

Mom smiled, reaching out to hold my hand.

“I would be honoured.”

“So, to start, we’re going to need to address the housing issue. With Pip and Emily joining us, our house is pretty much at capacity.” I said.

“I have a friend from my yoga class who’s a real estate agent. I can call her and see if she can come up with some options”. She suggested.

Before we could continue the conversation further, the twins returned. The twins were back to wearing matching outfits, as usual. Today they wore tight white tee shirts with half sleeves, with low cut fronts that showed off their growing breasts and increasingly impressive cleavage. With their own bras now being too small, they had resorted to wearing some of Lauren’s older, smaller bras that were still tucked away in her drawers. At the rate they were growing, it wouldn’t be long before they outgrew them completely and matched our older sister in bra size. If the results of making my next wish are anything like the first, it would be sooner rather than later.

Most of their legs were left bare as both twins wore tight pairs of daisy dukes that cupped their firm young butts, presenting a tempting view to any eyes lucky enough to see them. Jailbait personified.

“I think I need to take you two shopping. Your clothes are becoming sluttier with your new size. What will people think of me for raising such cock hungry daughters?” my mother said, her eyes taking in the twins’ tight clothes and bulging breasts. The glint in my mother’s eye and the slight grin on her face suggested that she, too, found the girls to be tempting.

“Oh, I don’t know. I quite like the way they look now.” I said, making the twins laugh and my mother roll her eyes.

“You’ve been growing like weeds recently. So new clothes, slutty or not, are a priority,” she added.

“And it’s not just their height that’s increased,” I quipped, admiring their chests.

They both noticed my gaze, and puffed out their chests, pushing their breasts almost to where they would break free of the confining clothes.

“If I knew filling our tummies with cum got us new clothes, I would have sucked your cock years ago,” Elsie said, getting a laugh.

“14 is quite young enough.” Mom said, using her best mom voice, a hint of her accent coming through.

While she was now at ease, and even enjoying the new relationship she had with the twins, I felt she was on the limit of what she felt was acceptable. Despite their capricious nature and whirlwind-like energy, the twins are actually fairly level-headed and, when it comes down to it, mature for their age. If there had been any indication of a harmful or abusive aspect to our relationship, she wouldn’t have been so accepting without a much more judicious use of my powers.

“Come on, let’s go find out what still fits you, and we can make a list. I’ll take you shopping after school on Monday,” she said, ushering the twins upstairs while closely followed by Laura.

I took Amara’s hand and followed, pulling her from the kitchen to my bedroom. Arriving in my room, I sat on my computer chair while Amara lounged on the full-sized bed, looking like a goddess. All she was missing was someone fanning her with palm fronds and feeding her peeled grapes.

“So,” I said.

“So?” she repeated with a grin.

“I’ve decided on my second wish. I thought that with the additions of Emily and Pip to my harem, now would be a good time to make it. School starts again soon, so I figured it would be best to get it done before then”.

For once, I was actually looking forward to going back to school. I don’t mind school that much most of the time, but it could be a real drag sometimes. Especially as this was my last year, and I had my GCSEs coming up. However, I now had the chance to indulge in every schoolboy fantasy I had ever had. It was a long, long list.

Everything from locker room orgies with the cheer squad, to bending my teacher over her desk and fucking her in front of the class. Not to mention, there’s a whole host of my peers I would love to pull into an empty room for a few rounds of sex.

“That sounds like it should work out reasonably well. What did you have in mind for your wish?”

“Well, I figured that since I’ve already got mastery of the mind, I might as well get the other half and wish for mastery of the body. The ability to alter my body, and the bodies of others, at will. It could be something as simple as a change in hair colour, or something more drastic, like changing someone to have a completely different body.”

“Unhappy with the effect the binding had on you?” Amara asked.

She came to sit side-saddle on my lap, her delicate fingers tracing the muscled definition across the back of my neck and shoulders.

“Of course not,” I replied, my own hands sliding under her shirt to her braless breasts.

“But I’m sure you can imagine the fun we could have. I could even create my own harem of celebrity doubles. I’m not a great fan of her music, but I’ve always wanted to screw Selena Gomez, and I bet Jennifer Lawrence is a freak in bed.”

“That sounds fun, but be careful that you don’t attract too much attention. People might ask questions if Hollywood’s brightest stars start appearing in two places at once,” Amara cautioned.

“Always looking out for me,” I said, giving her lips a gentle kiss and her tits a squeeze.

It wouldn’t be too hard to actually get the real deal. All I would need to do was attend a concert and make my way to the front row, or be a fan at a red-carpet event. I’m not sure of the limits of my power as far as distance is concerned, but I was confident it would work over those sorts of ranges.

My mobile vibrated, moving towards the edge of the desk. It was an unknown number, but I swiped the screen and answered anyway.

“Hello?”

Hello, am I speaking to Thor?” a female voice asked from the other end.

“Yes. Who is speaking?” I asked.

“My name is Rachael Stevenson. I’m the manager at the Marriots Way branch of Ann Summers.”

I remembered I had asked Emily to get her boss to call me. I wondered what excuse she had used to convince her to contact me.

“Hello, are you still there?” I heard from the phone.

“Oh yeah, sorry,” I replied.

My mind had wandered, and I missed what she had said. Amara was gently nuzzling at my neck, which wasn’t helping any.

I focused on the conversation, pushing power into my voice just as I had when booking the restaurant.

“From now on, Emily will have control of her own schedule. You can request additional shifts if needed, but it’s Emily’s choice. It’s also about time she received a raise for all the hard work she’s done. I think double her current hourly rate should do. I would like to create a store credit account under the surname James. I can have Emily finalise the account and add a card next time she works. Finally, I need you to put Emily on the phone.”

I heard the fumbling sounds of a phone and the background hum of a busy store. About 30 seconds later, I heard Emily’s voice come through the speaker.

“Hey Thor,” she purred seductively.

“Hey sexy, how’s work?”

“Okay. I’m working the back counter, and it’s pretty quiet back here”.

“Back counter?” I asked, unfamiliar with the store layout beyond a passing glance.

“Yeah, all the really kinky stuff we have to keep out of sight of anyone passing the store, so we have a separate counter in the back.” She explained.

“That’s perfect. I wonder if you could pick a few things up for me.”

There were a few items I asked for, but told Emily to add anything else she thought would be good for us. I told her to pass it off to her manager as some samples she wanted to test out and review. After a few sexual innuendo-loaded exchanges and promises of debauchery to come, we ended the call.

“Sounds like you have quite a party planned,” Amara said, having heard the list of items I had asked Emily to pick up.

“Just you wait and see,” I teased.

“Mhmm, I’m looking forward to it,” she said in her seductive voice, her lips finding mine.

I pulled her top off, unveiling her perfectly formed breasts. She pulled my mouth to her nipple, moaning softly while I again entertained the idea of milk-filled breasts. Amara’s hands started tugging at my belt when the doorbell rang.

I heard mom jogging down to answer the door just as Amara popped the button on my jeans.

Mom knocked on my bedroom door, then without waiting for any sort of response, opened my door and stuck her head into my room. She smiled at the sight of my topless girlfriend pulling at my zipper.

“Someone’s at the door for you,” she said.

“Who Is it?” I groaned as Amara won her fight with my jeans and wrapped her warm hands around my cock.

“Steve and Ellen? Older couple,” she replied, slightly confused at their connection to me.

“Pip’s parents. I should probably see what they want”.

Amara slipped off my lap and kissed the tip of my cock.

“Hurry back,” she husked.

Fighting the urge to let my visitors wait, I pulled my trousers up, struggling to hide my raging erection, and headed downstairs.

Steve and Ellen were both waiting for me in the front hall. I greeted Pip’s parents and inquired how they were.

“Oh, just fantastic, my boy,” Steve exclaimed without a trace of sarcasm.

“We took your advice. Yesterday, my wife and I started planning an around the world trip. We found all our old travel plans from the earlier years of our marriage. All the trips and plans we never had the time or money to do.”

It seems my chat with them had taken its effect. I could already see it, as they both looked more relaxed and less weighed down with the burdens of the world. That less world-weary attitude alone made them look healthier than the last time I saw them. I could also sense a renewed sense of love in their relationship that I felt would only improve as they became fitter, allowing them to become more adventurous in their sex life.

“Good, I’m sure you two will have fun,” I nodded in understanding, as travelling widely is one of my dreams, too. Adding a few exotic babes to my harem was on my “to do” list, and I fully intended on finding some beautiful women ‘to do’.

“Oh, we will, I can assure you of that,” Ellen exclaimed.

“We also took your advice about making some lifestyle changes. We hired a personal trainer and nutritionist who worked out a six-month plan. But first we are heading to a wellness retreat in Scotland. The perfect place to realign and cleanse both our body and soul before starting our new life.” She finished.

“We are both so proud that Pip is joining you. We know she will be happy here and is going to have some of the best times of her life.” Steve said.

“She will be” I promised.

I heard a sudden rush of footsteps approach from behind. “Mom! Dad! Where are you doing here?” Pip asked, appearing at my side.

“Hello, darling. You look positively radiant.” Ellen said, stepping forward to hug her daughter.

“You do, princess,” her father said, following his wife for a hug of his own.

“Nothing to worry about. We just stopped by to give Thor a gift. A small thank you for making us realise that now was the time to enjoy life. We owe it all to him for helping me to see how I was destroying my health and marriage. But enough about that, consider this a thank you for everything, as well as a dowry of sorts.” he added with a wink, making Pip blush in the process.

He handed me a slim white envelope, and they both bade me farewell, hugged a more responsive Pip again, and headed back to their car. I shut the door and flipped the envelope over before opening it and pulling out the contents.

There was only one thing inside. A cashier’s cheque. A huge cheque. This was far more than generous, even knowing they were wealthy. I don’t think I’d ever seen so many zeros before. Pip’s father was clearly making sure I was more than wealthy enough to give his daughter everything she wanted.

I headed upstairs and passed my mom as she left the twins’ room.

“This should help start the ball rolling on the house hunt.” I said, still shocked, handing over the cheque.

When she saw what was printed on its face, I think my mom nearly passed out.

“Where the hell did you get a cheque for £10 million?” she exclaimed.

“Pip’s parents were very generous,” I simply replied.

“Thor, we need to have a proper talk about this mind control power of yours, and soon,” she said.

“I didn’t ask for any money, if that’s what you’re asking.” She just raised an eyebrow at that.

“Honestly. I’m as shocked as you. I never asked him for such a huge check. Or any check at all.”

Admittedly, I had asked to “borrow” the money from his office safe despite having no intention of paying it back, but that was pocket change compared to this.

Returning to my room, I found my genie completely naked, and waiting for my return. She wasted no time in picking up where we left off, quickly stripping off my jeans and swallowing my cock. Only slightly cooled off from my chat with Steve and Ellen, Amara’s otherworldly oral skills had me filling her mouth in less than 5 minutes.

The edge taken off; I pulled her back onto the bed and spent the next hour working up a sweat filling her mouth, ass, and pussy with a load each. Pip joined the two of us just as I finished filling Amara’s ass. Glad my superhuman stamina could afford me this opportunity, I gave Pip a matching load and left the two beauties in an anal creampie cleaning 69.

After taking a quick shower and getting dressed, I headed downstairs and into the kitchen, where my mom was talking on the phone while Laura sat at the kitchen table.

“Yeah, that’s perfect,” my mother said. Her eyes looked at me as she listened to the person on the other end.

I gave her a smile in response.

“Okay, see you then, Cathy,” she nodded as I gave Laura a soft, affectionate kiss and took a seat.

“Okay, bye,” my mom finished as she hung up.

“That was my friend Cathy on the phone. She works for a company that buys land and property for several high-end clients. I thought she might be able to help us with our lack of space.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked as a question, probing for more information.

“She’s coming over on Wednesday to talk over some options and find out exactly what we need. I would suggest that you list out ideas about what you would like to see in the new house. I will do the same and get some ideas from all the girls. We should probably also rank things in order of importance; starting with must-haves, onto really would like, good to have, and then low priority. I gave her a broad idea and a broad price range, so don’t be surprised if Cathy brings some potential listings to gauge our reaction and to help clarify what we are looking for.”

“Sounds good. I have some ideas, but you are right that listing them on paper would help us work through things in an organised manner. I have a few things to arrange, so I wondered if you could organise the girls to be ready to go out. They’re going to need an overnight bag each.”

“Planning a trip?

“Yeah. Tonight is a special night.”

I told my mother that I was planning a new wish tonight. I didn’t explain the specifics, as I was still figuring those out myself. But I gave her a general idea so she could better prepare the girls for what I had planned.

“I’m sure it will be fascinating,” she said in a playful tone.

“Oh, it will. We should leave in a few hours, so be ready at 4?”

“No problem.”

She and Laura left to get dressed and organise my harem, helping them pack and get ready for departure.

I was glad I had discovered how to use my voice alone to make commands, as it would make what I had to do next so much easier. However, my next call didn’t need any use of that power.

I rang Vanessa’s limo company to book her for a few days, as there was no way to fit all of us into a single car. I would need to inquire about getting a couple of larger cars. Mom, Pip, Laura, and Emily could all drive, so until then, we could spread out over multiple vehicles.

“I’m sorry, sir, but she’s currently away on assignment for another client and won’t be available until next week. We have many other very professional drivers to suit your needs,” the soft-voiced receptionist explained politely at the other end of the line.

“Oh well. In that case, any driver will be fine.” I said in a disappointed voice.

I could have rung her private number and commanded her to come back, but I didn’t want to interfere with her job. Instead, I booked a limo and another driver for the afternoon. The last limo I rented for my date with mom had been easily big enough for 10-12 people, so it should have no problem fitting all of us in.

The second phone call was to the Randolph Hotel and Spa in Oxford. It was the biggest, most expensive hotel in town that I could think of. After a quick search online, I had found a room that should be perfect, so I rang up the booking number.

“Randolph Hotel and Spa, how may I assist you today? A very snooty-sounding voice answered.

“Uh. Yes, hello, I would like to reserve your Presidential Suite for a few nights starting today,” I announced, again not using my powers.

“I see. I’m afraid that suite is reserved for our more esteemed guests and is not available to the general public, but we have some more affordable rooms that may be better suited.”

Clearly, he didn’t think I sounded like someone of an affluent nature.

“My name is Hafthor Smith. I am calling on behalf of my client, Eira Freyjadóttir, one of Northern Europe’s most exclusive and sought after designers. She was hoping to spend a few days touring your lovely city and preparing for the next leg of her tour. I am quite disappointed to learn that the Randolph Hotel determines their suite’s availability based on arbitrary judgments of their prospective guests...”

“Sir, it’s company policy...” he started to say. I just raised my voice until he stopped, forcing him to wait until I had finished speaking.