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I shuddered, switching to her legs, doing the same thing on them, making her thighs toned, her calves sleek. I turned her around, heading to the Buttocks Sub-menu under Legs, turning that flabby ass into something...
Hot.
"Damn," muttered as I used my finger to turn her image around.
I licked my lips, unable to notice the black bush between her thighs. Then I glanced at those large, pillowy breasts. They had some sag to them. I could.. .fix that. I switched back to the Torso Sub-Menu and found the correct sub-menu.
Breasts
• Size
• Shape
• Tone
• Lactation
I blinked at lactation, ignored that. I opened up the Toned slider, making them firmer, perkier. They began to lift up, her tits almost defying gravity until she had a big, large, lush pair of tits that were just begging to be played with. Her nipples were fat and dusky pink, just perfect to play with.
My dick was so hard. This was my nineteen-year-old student. I had transformed her into a hottie. I just had to fix the fat of her face.
Head
• Fat deposits
• Eyes
• Mouth
• Vocal Chords
• Cheekbones
• Nose
• Ears
• Hair
• Chin
I quickly adjusted the fat content of her face. She had such delicious features, looking almost vampish now. A hottie. Every guy attending the college would pant after her. They would all want to enjoy her. To play with her.
I wanted to play with her.
"Mmm, yes, yes, you're doing good," Anael said.
I swallowed. "Yeah," I said, staring at the image of the bombshell hottie on my phone. "Why does she have to be naked?"
"Thinking naughty thoughts?" Anael asked, her tone teasing.
I swallowed.
"So you can see how you're changing her. A preview. Once you make your changes, you can never edit her again."
"What?" I asked.
"You only get to edit a person, or an object, once. It's one of the rules. I guess it makes things more interesting. You also only get three edits a day."
"Three edits..." I said, swallowing.
"So," Anael said. "You've improved her body, but not the behavior that led her to be like this. You need to adjust that, too. Open the spiritual menu."
I did.
Spiritual
• Sexuality
• Faith
• Morality
• Social
"So we need to adjust her Social Mores. She needs to have a stronger aversion to control her appetite so she can look beautiful and fit in with society," the angel said.
I opened the Social Sub-Menu and saw Mores as the third and final option. I clicked it and a whole host of options popped up, all about interacting with people, polite behavior, what she thought was or was not acceptable in society. My eyebrows furrowed.
There was even options about affection. How willing she was to show it in public. Her views on flirting. There was everything about this girl in here.
"This is... so much power," I said. "I could..."
"Make her have the hots for her teacher?" Anael asked. "You could mold her so that she wants to be affectionate and thankful to the man who saved her from her life of horrid obesity. Who made her a true beauty, a woman who doesn't have to be ashamed of who she is."
My cock throbbed. "I could... do that?"
"In her Sexuality Sub-Menu and her Mores Sub-Menu." Anael smiled. "Mmm, yes, we can make it so she has fantasies for you she wants to act on. You are a handsome man, after all, Steve. It's not unexpected for your female students to develop crushes on you. Just look at Evita there."
I glanced at the Latina girl. My cheeks were burning. I hit the Sexuality Sub-menu.
Sexuality
• Orientation
• Desires
• Libido
• Taboos
"Let's up he libido so she's hornier, and let's adjust what she considers taboo," Anael said.
"I can... even make her... straight or gay or bi?" I asked.
"Edit her, yes," she said. "You are adjusting all those things that shaped her. You'll remake her and then let her new destiny change the history of her life to this moment. After you hit the edit button, she'll be out of your control, acting in the new way you modified her."
I shook my head again. I shouldn't do this. But I couldn't stop myself from upping her libido, from increasing her sex drive until it was nearly maxed out. I shuddered then dove back into her social mores. I decreased her belief that students shouldn't have sex with professors. Anael whispered suggestions, and I acted on them.
"We can add sexual techniques, too," she moaned. "She's a virgin. She has no experience. You can make her so she's skilled. So she can please you."
"I shouldn't..." I groaned. "I'm married."
"Well, you can always edit your wife so that's not a problem," Anael said. "You can do what you like. Trust me, the new Kyleigh will be so happy. You've saved her from a lifetime of medical problems."
I groaned, nodding my head. I couldn't think straight. My blood pounded through my veins. I opened up the Mental Menu.
Mental
• Knowledge
• Personality
• Intellect
• Illness
"It's under knowledge," Anael said.
Knowledge
• Physical Skills
• Artistic Skills
• Sexual Skills
And found the Sexual Skills Sub-Menu.
Sexual Skills
• Positions
• Oral Technique
• Finger Technique
• Skill
• Reciprocation
I groaned at all the options. Positions. Oral techniques. So many different things. I worked through them, adding things I liked, things I'd only dreamed about. I couldn't believe I could do this. It was so far-fetched.
Maybe I just passed out at my desk and this was all some sort of naughty dream. No one person could have this power.
"I think we have her," Anael said, a big grin on her face. "Well, unless you want to make her shaved. She doesn't need that bush, does she?"
"No, no, that's fine," I groaned.
"Then just hit compile," she said. "The power will do the work. Reality will have changed. No one will ever know that Kyleigh wasn't this poor, sad, lonely fat girl. They will accept the new her like she's always been this way.
"You're the only person that will know." Anael gave me a big grin as she sauntered to me, her firm titties bouncing. "Just hit compile and then let's see what happens."
"Yes," I groaned and hit compile. A new menu popped up.
DO YOU WISH TO DO THIS?
Two options appeared:
YES
or
NO
I hit yes.
My screen flashed for a moment. My phone grew hot. Reality rippled out from me, a wave of distortion that washed over my desk. It hit the front row of my students, Seth rippling and bending like I viewed him through the lines of a magnifying glass held at a strange angle. It swept passed him and splashed over Evita and Courtney. It nearly bent Matthew in half.
Anael walked through it without it even touching her, her from staying untouched, like the fabric of reality merely bent around her.
Then it hit Kyleigh.
For a moment, her entire body rippled. She became blurry, like seeing a reflection in a rippling pond. It was hard to say what was happening save her twisted image seemed to grow smaller. She wasn't as wide and...
The wave washed passed her and a sexy, nineteen-year-old hottie was left in her place, her body curvy, her waist like an hourglass, her blouse clinging to those large, perky breasts. Her black hair tumbled about a vixen's face. She had a hunger in her eyes that were focused on me, her lips red and plump, her legs crossed. They looked so firm as they peeked out of her schoolgirl skirt.
"Holy shit," I muttered.
"Now unpause time," Anael said. "And enjoy."
To be continued...
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