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“Um...ok?” She responds, unsure.
“Relax; do you like working, Vicky?”
“Is that a question! Of c-course I don’t! Maybe that’s just because I don’t like this job, but I just don-”
“Excellent!” You shout, typing in the command bar:
/SUBJECT met and married a wealthy business executive/
Suddenly, you and Vicky are enveloped in a flash of light. When it recedes, you two are no longer in her office, but in a nice high-end city suite. Vicky is also now wearing a sexy dress with heels and large hoop earrings. Her hair is also longer and fuller. You notice a wedding ring appear on her right hand.
“What the- what was that?” She asks. “And...wait...why does this seem...familiar?”
“Because this is your life, and it always had been,” you tell her. “You met your now husband...Peter, it says...and because of his wealth you never had to work again, thus becoming a trophy wife! Isn’t this lovely?”
“Holy shit...I remember all that...” she mutters, admiring herself and looking at the ring on her finger. “I met Peter and he told me I’d never have to work again, and...my God! That app...it’s powerful!”
“So, are you satisfied with your new state of affairs?” You ask her.