Amanda stopped panicking for a second and thought. She really thought about the sentence that just got generated. Yes, she altered reality and everything had now changed… but what if she could make it change for the better? What if she could become her own boss? Of course, it would be at a porn studio… but she could deal with that later. Grinning, she made sure no one was watching her, then she pulled out her phone and edited the sentence:
“Amanda, the 30 year old receptionist at Amanda’s Porn Studio”
She hesitated for a moment. It did still say she was a receptionist… how would reality make that work? She shook her head, trying to stay positive, and decided to simply hit submit
Initially, very little seemed to change. She was still sitting at the reception desk, and the room was still empty. She rifled through papers a bit to find any proof, and… yep. The studio’s name and changed. But… she noticed she had a hard time looking at her desk. Her breasts were in her face, and they were big enough to make looking down at her desk difficult. She gasped. She shouldn’t have changed physically, right? She rushed up and went to go find a mirror (which were surprisingly plentiful in the studio) and looked herself over
She certainly changed physically. Quiet a lot. It was the same her, but she underwent all the same changes her precise boss had: she’d obviously been put under the knife plenty of times, her face lifted, her lips were blown up… and her breasts! They were clearly fake, and much larger then they had been before. She also had unnatural, platinum blonde hair cascading down the back of her head, and her blouse was somehow even more revealing, and her skirt somehow even shorter. Hell, she looked like she could be on stage with the other girls! She looked down at her phone, truly reveling in how much power she had now. She decided to create a new sentence:
The owner of this porn studio admires her appearance in the mirror