More changes.

God, she was frustrating. She'd cheated on me, but she still thought it was all my fault. Even offering to cheat on Stephen with me felt like a weird power play, like she could remove all her guilt with something so easy.

"Okay, fine, we can do the 'cheat on Stephen' thing. But not yet. There are a few things I want you to do first."

"Goddammit, no!" yelled Kimmy. "No more requests! Let's just get this over-"

"Please strip and pose for me," I interrupted.

Kimmy squeezed her eyes shut in frustration. After a second she said, "Fine, I'll fucking pose!" She unzipped her red dress, letting it drop around her feet. As she stepped out of it, I admired the changes from my earlier commands. She really did have a great figure now. The excess fat was gone from her belly, not to the point of being super slim, but enough that she didn't look pudgy anymore. She removed a lacy black bra that wasn't close to big enough for her new breasts, and I couldn't help grinning lewdly when I saw how great they looked. Her round nipples were fully erect, another sign that she was seriously horny. She must have been playing with them on the ride here. Stephen must have loved that, knowing that she was doing it for me.

"How big are those boobs now?"

Kimmy rolled her eyes. "How the fuck should I know, I haven't exactly had time to measure them since you asked for them to get bigger. Maybe... between C and D-cup?"

I nodded, and she bent over to take off her lacy black panties. She stepped out of her shoes and then straightened up, putting her hands behind her head. She leaned to the side a bit and thrust out her chest. "There, is that a good enough pose for you?"

It really wasn't. We'd gotten along while we were dating because we had common interests like games and stuff, but she'd never been the most sensual girl.

"Kimmy-"

"Kimiko! My name is Kimiko! I only let Stephen call me by that dumb nickname!"

I breathed in, trying to rein in a bit of the rage I was feeling. Then I sternly said, "KIMMY! Please feel that 'Kimiko' is way too formal and insist that everyone call you 'Kimmy' instead!"

"Fine, whatever," said Kimmy.

"No, you know what? Please make 'Kimmy' the most formal thing anyone ever calls you. Please get a little thrill whenever anyone calls you a nickname, especially if it is a sexual or demeaning nickname. Is that okay with you, Kimmy-poo?"

She snarled at me, but there was a slightly sarcastic smile hidden under it. "Sure, if that's what makes you happy, Rick-poo!"

"Also, your posing sucks. From now on, please be an exhibitionist and always stand, sit, and everything else in a flirty, sexual way."

She only changed the way she was standing a little bit, a slightly raised arm here, an upturned chin there, but the effect was striking. Suddenly her awkwardness was gone and she was posing like a porn pro. She really looked great, but there was room for improvement. I remembered the changes that I had made to Ms. Crowin earlier.

"Please be completely hairless below the neck, naturally well-groomed at all times, be confident and skilled at sex and expressing sexuality, and have extremely sensitive nipples."

A mist of fine, black hair fell off her at various places, falling to the floor around her. She shifted to a new pose where she was holding her breasts together for me and smirking alluringly. She looked incredible, like any man's dream.

Was this what I wanted?