21 January 2018

Backfired

Requested by Diana :)


When Victor stumbled into the remote he didn’t know what to make of it. Why did he even pick it up from the ground? It looked like little more than a toy, why did he feel compelled to inspect it? It was covered in dials, and knobs, and the messages appearing on the screen made no sense. However there was something strangely intriguing in it, something that fascinated him. So he looked around to be sure that whoever had lost it wasn’t around, and he headed home while keeping messing with its controls trying to understand what they did. He was almost home when the pesky neighbor’s chihuahua ran towards him and started to annoy him like usual. What a pain in the ass! Why couldn’t his neighbors have a cool dog, like a rottweiler or a german shepard? He was trying to shoo it, when his finger slipped over one of the buttons, and as he did so the small dog changed in front of his eyes into a huge Saint Bernard. Victor couldn’t believe his eyes. That was impossible! And yet there it was, right in front of his eyes. He saw it transform. How? His neighbor then called for his dog, like nothing was out of the ordinary. Like that had always been is dog. Confused and still in disbelief he then looked at the remote. Could it be..? Did the remote do that? He tried to mess with the dials some more, but he still could not understand how the thing worked. Then he decided to try something else. He looked at his new car parked in the alley. Well, new just because his dad had just bought it for him as his first car, it was actually a total piece of junk. Just like he did before he focused and imagined it as something else. He then pushed what looked like the main button on the remote and… in the blink of an eye the car had changed into a shiny new Ferrari. He was speechless, and remained there transfixed looking at his new car with eyes wide open and mouth agape. Then his attention shifted towards the remote. His mind was flooded with thoughts about the amazing power he was now holding, and as his imagination sparked with countless ideas about what he could do with it a grin appeared on his face. The fun had just begun.

In the following days he learned how to use the remote. Despite the fact that the messages appearing on the screen were still unintelligible to him, he learned that as long as he focused on a particular object he could change it however he wanted just by using his imagination. Not only that, the reality would change as well with every use of the remote, so that nobody but him remembered the world like it used to be. And what did he do with such incredible powers? Well, whatever any 16 year old boy would do with it. He first made himself rich and handsome, then he used it to get all the girls he wanted at school, and overall he just satisfied every whim he had, getting whatever he wanted at the moment. He enjoyed the device for a whole week before that fatal day.
He had just chased his little brother away from his room. That little pest would constantly snoop around in his room, stealing his stuff, and overall annoying him. Victor wished he didn’t have to deal with that annoying little brat, and then he realized that he didn’t have to. He had always resisted the temptation to mess with his family members using the remote. Sure, he had already transformed plenty of people at school however he wanted, but to change his family was a whole different thing. However he did already mess a little with his mom’s mind so he would not have had to ever do chores again and always got whatever he wanted. Changing his little brother as well would have not been that much bigger of a step. He kept thinking about it, and he realized that there was no reason to just stop at his mind. He had no need for a little brother after all! What he was missing in his life was a girlfriend! Sure, he could have had any girl he wished, but the thought of creating his dream girl and getting rid of that pest at the same time amused him. He started to imagine her. A brunette with big tits, nice figure, perky butt, and most importantly a submissive attitude so she would have never annoyed him, and a wild libido so she would have always been down to fuck. Yes, he had her perfectly pictured in his mind. Just a couple more tweaks and she would have been perfect.
Then he was interrupted by his mom calling for him from downstairs. What did she want? Didn’t he make it so she would have never annoyed him anymore? He headed downstairs, not even realizing that he had unwisely left the remote laying on his bed. As soon as he realized that he rushed back to his room, but it was already too late. His nosy little brother had preceded him, and was already inspecting the remote.
<<What’s this remote you always carry with you?>>
<<That’s none of your business! Now give it back!>>
<<Come on tell me! What does it do?>>
<<I said give it back you little rat!>>

He started to fight with his little brother, struggling to get the remote away from his hands. Dammit! That brat sure had a strong grip! They struggled for a while, when suddenly his brother accidentally pushed the button. Immediately Victor felt weaker and frailer, and his whole body felt weird. He then noticed his now dainty hands clinging to the remote, and for the shock he let it go, stepping back and looking down at himself. The first thing he noticed were the big breasts hanging from his chest, and then the skirt he was wearing exposing his new toned legs. He passed his hands through his new long, black hair, and then he grabbed his breasts and squeezed them, which made him jolt. He screamed and started to fidget, and then he looked in front of him where his brother was standing with the remote still in his hands, staring at him in disbelief.
<<Victor? He… He’s that you?>>
Victor then turned towards the mirror, and as he saw his new reflection he felt like his heart could have stopped right there. He was an exact copy of the girl he wished to turn his brother into. Apparently the remote had still his wish memorized, but since it was his brother who had pushed the button the transformation affected him. But why did he still remember who he was? Shouldn’t reality have changed so he would have always been like that? Maybe it was because they were both holding the remote when the button was pressed. He didn’t have the time to think further about it, because his brother had already figured out what had just happened.

<<The remote… So that’s why things seem to always come your way and you get everything you want. Who knows how many things you have already changed with this? Did you change me?>>
<<Please, give it back to me. You have no idea what that remote is capable of.>>
<<Maybe you’re right, but I’m sure going to find that out.>>
<<I said give it back! You have to obey me! I’m your girlfriend! I mean… I’m your older brother… I think… Wait, who am I again?>>
<<Don’t you remember? You are my girlfriend babe.>>
<<Your girlfriend? Aren’t you a little too young for me?>>
<<Uhmm, maybe you’re right. I’ll fix that right away!>>
The kid messed a bit with the remote and pressed the button, and as he did so he aged several years.
<<There we go. What do you think then? Do you like me now?>>
<<Of course I do silly. Why wouldn’t I? You’re my hot stud!>>
<<Yeah, you bet I am! Now honey, why don’t we now make… Uhmm… what do grownups do when they’re together?>>
<<What do you mean sweety? Are you playing a game now? All right then, I’ll play along! I’m going to show you what grownups do.>>

The new girl then got close to her boyfriend and started to kiss him passionately, while reaching with her hands for his crotch. She then took out his dick which was already getting hard. She gave him a lusty look and then pushed him over the bed, took off her jacket and bra, and jumped over him, ready for a passionate session of love making. What little was left of Victor’s consciousness was rapidly fading away, leaving behind only the new girl’s memories and personality. Now he wasn’t the one in charge anymore. The remote had once again changed owner, and it was someone else’s turn to alter reality however he wanted.

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