Amber trotted up the stairs to Ruby's room because she heard an unusual noise and was concerned. As she steps into the room, a glob of semen falls on her hoof. Amber looks into the room and sees the sex beast that her manager had become, with the remote fallen beside her. "Wait a moment," Amber thought to herself, "become? Wasn't Ruby always an enormous, disembodied cock with tentacles?" Even though reality had been changed, Amber somehow had an image in the back recesses of her mind of what Ruby had looked like earlier tonight. Unbeknownst to her, this was a subconscious signal from the remote that it was time for it to change hands. What Amber did notice, however, was that the remote seemed to call out to her, beckoning to be picked up. She stepped over, taking care to avoid slipping in the cum that covered the floor, and grasped at the remote. Instantly, knowledge flooded Amber's mind, knowledge of what the remote could do and how to use it. Amber thought to herself, "wow... This sure is a lot of power! There's so much potential for what I could do with this! The question is, how should I first use it?"