The Max in this reality had already dealt with and gotten over the criticism and trolling that came with being famous. He had supportive family and friends and had healthy ways to cope. This allowed him to move on with his streaming career and ignore future insults. To Max now it was all relatively new, and rather that reaching out to friends and family he used what he knew could potentially provide instant gratification his new phone app. He cleaned himself up and decided to generate a new sentence with himself as the target.
‘Max is a somewhat popular streamer on twitch.’
He smirked as he change somewhat to globally and quickly hit submit. Max lacked the hesitation he had when he made his previous change and hit the button accepting the change.
Max blinked looking around the studio. It looked pretty similar but slightly more refined than before, the chair in the corner was nicer and made of leather. The noise proofing on the wall appeared to have been professionally installed compared to what had been glued to the wall by Max. The room had a good feel too it and the most prominent change that could be noticed was the sponsor table. It had monster energy drink of all things only super popular streamers could get a sponsorship from them.
The changes Max had made amazingly went exactly as planned but there was still something that wasn’t quite right. She couldn’t put her figer on it. “I must be missing something...” She said then froze at hearing her own voice. “Oh what the hell...” She groaned moving to the closet in the room to check the damage. Looking in the mirror on the door Max had to say the ‘damage’ was hot. She had flame red hair that was attractive but obviously unnatural she wore tight short shorts and a monster tank top that showed an ample amount of cleavage and her midriff. Her proportions were not unrealistic but they were definitely the stuff of fantasy. She had wide hips, plenty of bosom, and a nice butt. She had the definition of an hourglass figure and somehow managed to look athletic with her muscle definition. She thought about it and was proud given how much work went into her figure.
Max ran through her thoughts a bit and realized she now ran A stream called Monster Queen Maxine’s Game Stream. Part of her thought that name was so clever the the other part thought it was obnoxious. She realized she was exactly what she hated in her previous reality. Obnoxious girl streamers that were only famous because they showed off huge amounts of cleavage and were cute. Max stopped her self loathing and came to a realization. She wasn’t the same though she was a cosplayer, many of her streams involved her playing in full cosplay some of her most popular cosplay were those of monster girls. She also was actually good at game who cares if she used he sex appeal to draw in fans.
“No!” Max shook her head trying to shake off alien thoughts she had justifying her being a titty streamer. She needed to undo this somehow, she pulled out the phone and was infuriated, the app was forcing a cool down period and gave her an error when attempting to generate a new sentence.
‘Warning: Recent change required local reality plasticity of more than 80%. Safety cool down initiated. Estimated cool down 26hr 12 min.’
“Of fucking course.” She sighed dejected that meant she had to stream tomorrow like this. She mostly was dreading this but a small portion wanted to revel in the attention. “Geez I need a distraction, now what...?” She said sitting down to decide on her next course of action.