Mess with a coworker

You think about work tomorrow, and your thoughts go to your coworker Alexis Summers. Alexis was vain and condescending. She bragged constantly about her workout routines, getting up at 5 am every morning for jogging, or yoga, or some other workout. She was always checking herself in the mirror and fixing her hair. She wore boring pantsuits, but with slacks just tight enough to show her cute butt.

"Hmmm," you say, tapping your chin. You pull up Alexis's social media and see she had a professional photo shoot done of her in her business attire.

You shake you head as you look at one of the photos:

You pull up her profile on the MotherBoard. You see she is asleep. You find the bar that controls how deep someone sleeps and put her into a very deep sleep. You then find the bar for bladder control and slide it to zero. "Won't have much time to work out if you're doing laundry, will ya?" You then decide to add a half an inch to her butt and hips, to make those slacks fit tighter. You find out you can dry out her scalp, give her some pimples, which you do, adding one to the side of her nose and one on the center of her forehead. You also find a way to make her hair frizzier.

Switching to the controls for Alexis's mind, you crank her libido up just past where you left Tiffany's. You then make her more suggestible.

Thinking for a moment, you go back to body. You crank up the sensitivity of her nipples then remove all sensitivity from her clit. "Horny but no way to get off, heh heh heh."

After you figure Alexis has emptied her bladder, you put her bladder control to just under average and climb into bed. You put your hands under your head. "Get ready for one horrible day tomorrow, you conceited bitch!" You doze off.