Well, first things first. You can’t just change a woman’s entire reality to get your rocks off. You glance over at the sleeping herm, thinking fondly of her mouth wrapped around your cock and excitedly remembering being buried balls deep inside her. You run a sentence. “The slutty hermaphrodite is your personal sex slave.” A lot to unpack there. You start by turning her back into a woman.
It takes fifteen minutes struggling with the app but you’re finally satisfied that you’ve returned her to normal (and cured an undiagnosed malignant tumor in her breast!). You wake her and usher her quickly from the house, thanking her for her service and tipping $100.
That gets you thinking about your children, age ten and twelve. You curiously walk to the living room and find a photo. You pick it up. You grimace. It shows a one year old boy and a three year old girl. Why so young? And why do they look so asian. You quickly determine it must be because you’ve made Tammy so young.
Let’s fix that. You start by aging her up to a more appropriate 35 years old. Your children are now the appropriate age. But still asian.
You ponder what to do about Tammy. How long has she been cheating on you. You explore the app and find that you can open a submenu for targets. It shows a history of changes and provides a button for “awareness” and a slider for “acceptance.” You fiddle with the settings, restoring Tammy’s memories but setting her acceptance at 63%, which the app tells you is the minimum setting for an award target to not try to change back. Anything under that and they’ll want to return to normal. The higher you go above that, the more comfortable they’ll be in their new form. At 63% the target will be stuck in a state where they don’t want to change back, but are flooded with memories and discomfort from their old life. That seems like the perfect place to set Tammy. She won’t challenge you, but she’ll still be aware she’s being punished. You stick the phone in your pocket and walk over to her. You shake her arm.
“Good morning, sweetie,” you say sarcastically as she sits upright. Her eyes go wide as she stares at you. She starts to speak, but stops, breaking down in tears.
“Couldn’t help yourself from some pussy on the side, huh?” you day to her.
She squints and looks at the ground dejected.
“Hey now you have access to one 24-7!”