Make the girls porn stars, but super high status.

I sat between the beautiful women perched on their dates' faces and watched them play. When Vicky won she jumped to her feet and started dancing. She swung her long, dark hair around sexily. This made Alyssa laugh, so Vicky danced even harder, shaking her tight ass and making her huge tits bounce wildly.

Dan, his face now uncovered, was staring at the display just as intently as I was, although he had to crane his neck to watch it upside down. His huge smile turned to a grimace as Vicky turned around and sat back down on his face. He whined a little through her ass cheeks as Alyssa handed me her controller.

"Quiet!" said Vicky. "You should appreciate having this highest quality ass in your face!"

She was right, he should be more appreciative. Maybe he just didn't realize how many guys would beg to be in his position. I thought about how I'd been able to change things, not just what people did, but making dildos appear in drawers that weren't there before. How much could I change just by asking?

As I was selecting which character I wanted to play, I said, "Vicky, Alyssa? Instead of being college students, please be the biggest, most successful, most... powerful porn stars the planet has ever seen by far." I added the bit about powerful because I didn't want them to be pressured in the industry, I wanted them to be treated like queens.

Suddenly, the whole room changed. The Fight Alley character select screen was now on a TV screen so big, it looked bigger than the walls of some apartments. Not this apartment, however. The place was suddenly huge, and the view out the massive, tinted windows to one side gave me the impression that we were now in a high rise building downtown instead of a common college student's low-rent apartment. This one room alone was bigger than the house I grew up in, filled with expensive looking furniture, and clearly led to other extravagant rooms. I wondered how big the whole apartment was.

Then I saw what the girls were wearing and forgot everything. Alyssa now had on a white top with a scooped neckline that showed off an awful lot of cleavage, plus a matching skirt and knee-high socks. Something about all the white frills yelled "good girl", but the fact that her incredible figure was fully on display fought that. Vicky was now wearing a tight red top that had an equally low neckline and a black, leather skirt that was super short and bunched up around her waist so that she could sit on Dan's face. Just like the apartment, everything about their outfits seemed extremely expensive.

"Rick?" said Alyssa. "You still haven't picked a character."

"Oh, yeah, right." I could hardly think, but I turned back to the game.

"Wait," said Vicky. "We forgot to check Tyler's papers."

Papers?

"Oh right!" Alyssa jumped up and looked at her date. "Tyler, I know you're a good friend of Dan, but we still need to see your paperwork."

"Yes, of course!" He leapt up off the floor and ran to the backpack next to where he'd thrown his clothes. He pulled out some documents and brought them to Alyssa. "Here are the lab results showing that I've been cleared of every STI known to man, and he's the notarized document pledging that I haven't had any sexual contact with anyone else for two weeks before I took the test until now, and I won't until you say you're done with me. Thank you so much for giving me this chance!"

Vicky rolled her eyes, but Alyssa smiled sweetly at her date. "You're so welcome! And I'm sorry you had to do all this, but it's the same requirements we have for our costars in our movies."

"I don't mind! I'm just so grateful to be here!"

Vicky lifted herself up and looked down at Dan. "What about you? Are you sufficiently grateful?"

"Yes!" yelled the Asian guy. "I'm so grateful! Every man in the world would give his left leg for you to sit on his face! Thank you so much, thank y-mffffml!"

Vicky smiled slightly as she ground her ass cheeks into the her boyfriend's face. Meanwhile, Alyssa finished checking the paperwork, then patted Tyler on his head and let him get back on the ground. She sat back down on his face, and I picked my character to start the game.

After several more rounds, which I lost every time it was my turn because concentration was impossible, Alyssa said, "Let's do something else."