Joe had hundreds of people who deserved revenge come to mind, what about the snob in 2nd grade? What about his good for nothing supervisor at his factory job? And he couldn't forget the distant relative who at every family Christmas, ( although he was 30 years old ), talked about giving him a wedgie. It had become a tradition, to laugh at Joe's failure. One simple mistake, climbing down the ladder, after hanging up Christmas lights back when he was 20 years old. He slipped and spun off the ladder, but was suspended in mid air by his briefs hooked fast to the high duty gutter on the edge of the roof. He dangled in mid air while family took pics and yes, shared them directly to social media. The true inner hate was not his strange family, but his obscene rude neighbor. The type of neighbor every man can agree to hate. This was your typical beer guzzling Randy Quaid. That was not his name, but it should have been! The neighbors name was Bob, no one knew his last name and certainly were never going to ask. Joe had the neighbors image etched on his mind as he simultaneous pulled the lever. Instantly brights lights flashed and whirled as the machine came to life. A voice with a rather seductive tone filled the room by asking its first question, "Joe, have you made your decision final?" A bright red toggle light blinked on whiched must have been used multiple times throughout the process since it asked as choices, yes, or no? Joe knew the answer and flipped the switch to yes. Joe blazed the session with ease as he designed a 5'10", blond white woman with blue eyes. DD + breasts and a round plump ass, finishing it with a slutty attitude but obedient to her master, A.K.A., Joe! What will Joe do with his slut Victoria?