You give her a brief, wide smile.
“Excellent!” You exclaim. “In that case, let’s get started!”
Her eyes dart around the room. “You seem…very eager…” she remarks, nervously.
She’s right: you are eager. You’re so excited because you know precisely how you are going to start this off reality trip off:
SUBJECT: CARTER WALLACE
RETROACTIVITY: OFF
NOTICE CHANGES: ON
/SUBJECT is wearing a ridiculously sensual and slutty outfit/
As soon as you press ENTER, your vision is obstructed by a bright flash of light. When it fades in a matter of seconds, you almost can’t believe what you are seeing. Carter is still standing before you, but her outfit is totally different. Now looking like she is dying for cock, she is wearing high white heels, nylons, and lingerie that does absolutely nothing to shield her breasts or her vagina. That getup, combined with her heavier makeup, looks like she walked right out of a porno!
“Oh my goodness!” she blurts out, blushing. “What are you, fucking twelve? I look like a total fucking slut!”
“I just couldn’t resist,” you admit, shrugging. “You have a beautiful body Carter…and I’d say this is a pretty tame change considering what I could’ve done.”
She takes a deep breath in, then exhales loudly. After she does, she struts forward, seemingly a little tantalized at her figure in this outfit. “Alright, fine,” she replies. “You got to see me all sexy and slutty. Congrats. You had your fun, right? Is this where you call it a day and give me my clothes back? I think that’s enough reality-changing.”