No One Home...

Alex arrived home to find most of the family had headed out on their own. His dad, mother and step-mother had gone out to dinner and his step-sister was at a sleep over with friends. So Alex was left alone with his own thoughts...

Which echoed the old man's thoughts. The first year, the old man said, he had hunted pussy. The Next year, cash...

'Obvious, but think smarter Alex. You can get money and pussy at the same time, perhaps even power... Celebrities!

They are almost always the pretty people, loaded with cash and more, with influence over the common people. And while I could alter ordinary people into hotties from my most feverous wet dreams, it would be so much fun to alter all of those women I wanted to fuck over the years.

Heck, with my powers I could set myself up as a super plastic surgeon/psychologist/religious guru and not be out of place while I make bucks and fucks.' Alex was making plans, on how to get a ticket on a plane or bus or both to head where the beautiful people were. There were two main points, with a couple of alternatives....

'Either New York or Los Angles, the City of Angels or the City which Never Sleeps?

Depends on whether I want to live with snow or not. In New York you have Snow and Cold at times, but this just gives me time to snuggle with sexy ladies in sexy nightwear. In LA, we have the temperatures to have women walk almost naked with teeny tiny bikinis.

So where to?'