#reality morphing
Sexy Smoker
You wanted to see me, Jen?
“Yes! I saw on the budget you appropriated a lot of money recently for developing something called a ‘Reality Altering Device’. What’s that all about?”
Oh! The R.A.D.! Yeah, that’s something I’ve been developing for a while. But it’s just now starting to really work well.
“But what does it do?”
Well, it based on the theory of the multi-verse. According to that theory, everything that could possibly happen has happened somewhere in the multiverse. For instance, in some universe you might have been some obnoxious, overweight white guy who gained your position as my boss by taking credit for my work.
“That seems rather implausible, but I suppose in multiple universes anything is possible.”
Indeed. But such a universe would suck. So that’s the genius of the R.A.D.. You can pick and choose from any of a multiplicity of possibilities and find the one that you prefer. Then you just swap out some aspect of the other universe with the equivalent aspect of our universe using quantum entanglement. So, going back to the boss example, the R.A.D. could trade out the fat obnoxious idea-stealing white guy for the hot Asian chick with the exhibitionist streak who is proud to have slept her way to the top. You could even swap out tobacco being a potent carcinogen in one universe with a version that’s a potent aphrodisiac in another universe. All sorts of possibilities, really.
“Huh. Well I guess if tobacco was a carcinogen that would be really useful. Are you working on some actual, practice applications we could profit from?”
Actually, I was thinking there is probably a universe out there where our company holds the patent to the home boobjob kit. That could do nice things to our stock value.
“Oooo! Jen likey! You get on that as soon as we’re done!”
Done with what, Jen?
“Done with fucking, of course! You didn’t really think I called you to talk about a budget item, did you? God, I thought you were supposed to be some sort of genius!”
Well, I’m smarter at physics than at biology. But I’m willing to learn!
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Rough Drafts
“Look, we need to get a draft of this project to management by C.O.B., and I am NOT taking the fall for you two if it isn’t up to standard,” Pamela said.
“God, Pamela!” Carl said. “Will you just chill out? It’s a DRAFT! That means it doesn’t have to be perfect! Hell, management doesn’t feel like they’re doing their job if they don’t give us something to change! If we give them something obvious, they won’t insist on changing something that will screw up the whole thing!”
Ben didn’t participate in the argument. He was double checking how this whole reality warp was supposed to work. Could he really do this? Only one way to find out.
“What you don’t seem to understand…” Pamela was saying as Ben visualizeld how he wanted things to change. “Is that I’m a bimbo!”
Ben looked up.
Pamela was just how he visualizeld her, with big fake tits and pouty lips.
“I try to pretend that I’m some kind of smart business lady, doing my best on projects like this, but I’d be so much happier if I could just be eye candy! I mean, isn’t it enough for a girl to have great tits and dress up nice for her to be appreciated?”
“I appreciate you, Pammy,” Ben said.
“You do?” Pammy said, then squealed and jumped out of her seat and into his lap, putting her arms around his neck and giggling.
“Wha…what the fuck just happened?” Carl exclaimed.
“Reality morphing,” Ben said, grinning from ear to ear. “A little project I’ve been working on. I thought Pammy would be more fun to work with if she was a bimbo.”
“Really?” sad the blonde on his lap. “Aw! You’re such a sweetie, Ben!”
She kissed his cheek. He slid a hand between her thighs and she squealed.
“That’s… That’s astounding!” Carl exclaimed. “You just… changed her?”
“Well, it’s just a rough draft,” Ben said. “Pammy’s the first time I tried it on an actual human.”
“So you can do this to other girls?” Carl asked. “Who are you going to warp next?”
Ben grinned at him. Pammy giggled. Carl’s face fell.
“Wait a minute, Ben!” Carl objected.
Ben looked at his workmate and imagined some improvements.
“Oh!” Carla exclaimed. “Oh, this is much better! Oh my God, will you look at my titties? Oh wow!”
“I’m so glad you like them, Carla!” Ben said. “They’re just a rough draft, so if we decide to go bigger later we totally can. You too, Pammy.”
“Ooo!” Pammy exclaimed. “Yes, please!”
“So what do you girls think about leaving work early and going over to my place?” Ben asked. “I’m pretty sure I can convince management to wait on their rough draft.”
Carla and Pammy giggled and agreed.
Transformative Thinking
THE NEW NORMAL
You wanted to see me, Boss?
Yes! I seem to have suddenly turned in to some sort of bimbo!
Yes, you have. I forgot to tell you that I got the reality engine working. All this is because of that.
Oh! So this is normal?
It’s the new normal, yes.
Well, that’s a relief! I’m not the only one?
A good two thirds of the office at this point. And it’s spreading beyond the building. The whole city will be mostly bimbosluts by nightfall. Still, I must say, you’ve got the nicest pair of jugs I’ve seen so far!
Really? That’s so sweet of you to say! Knowing you like my tits makes me want to have you jack off all over them! Is that normal?
It’s the new normal, yes. So we might as well lean into it!
Motivation
Models: Angela White and some dick.
