He makes her famous

Chris backed off from the slut, leaving her panting. "So first, let's make this make sense. In all future reality changing questions, will you forget how things were like other people?" he asks. "Will you do anything to stop me? Or, no, let's change that. Is me changing you to my whims anything but an **** turn on to you?"

Suddenly Courtney's expression shifts from quiet rage and apprehension to something more pleasant. "It still feels wrong, but no, you bastard, it's a huge turn on. And you know I know that."

"Good. Now let's make the past make sense. Have you ever gotten a job without fucking the boss?" Chris asked. Courtney felt her life change. She hadn't had many jobs, but now she remembered preparing for each interview by walking around the mall, wearing different slutty clothes to see what caught mens' eyes the most, and making sure to wear those for the interview. She remembered more than once not even getting asked any questions and getting right to fucking. Only once did she get thrown out of an office without getting the job, and he had fucked her before he threw her out. She knew how to get what she wanted.

"Yeah, my body has opened a few doors."

"About your body... It's okay. Actually it's pretty good, we both know you've been a minor league model. But with a body that curvaceous and slutty, do you usually get any gigs outside of lingerie ads meant to make straight boyfriends and husbands jack off and buy stuff for their girlfriends and wives?"

Again Courtney could feel her reality split. She remembered being a beautiful woman hired for department store ads and local small businesses. Now she also remembered being used for websites promoting crotchless items, and bras that may as well not even exist. Her body felt like it was fetish material. No wonder she never had any issue fucking her bosses... Wait, no, that change happened first. As Courtney reconciled her real and new pasts, she felt herself getting horny again. God damn, this really was better than any of her fantasies, and she was with this weirdo, in the bathroom.

"You can see for yourself," she says, lifting her impressive tits for him. Her body was like a figure-8, wide hips and a tiny waist.

"Good, then we're almost ready. Did your ex boyfriend succeed at keeping your sex tape from going viral, and... do you ever pick out an outfit that isn't tight and slutty in case you need to seduce someone?" Chris asked, putting his cock away and opening the bathroom door. He didn't wait for an answer, he had goals, and if she didn't follow him then he didn't do his job right.