Billionaire Playboy

In a world that still uses currency, power goes to the man with the most. I set myself as one of the wealthiest people in the world, made a few more changes to set the program up and said "Start Program".

Instantly I was surrounded by noise of thousands of people having fun, and over the sounds of laughing and chatting the gentle rushing sound of the shore was under it all.

I smiled, checked the wallet the computer had given me and headed up to the headquarters. I still hadn't decided quite how I was going to play this but I decided to see what happened and let the options inspire me.

As I walked up the stairs I passed a dumb looking blonde talking to fairly well muscled guy. She looked pretty pissed. Probably because I had made some adjustments to the guys in this program. All I overheard as I passed them was him practically crying saying "but Donna baby, this never happened before, I'm sure if you could just work on it some more it'll come back". From her pursed lips and hands on hips she clearly wasn't buying it and I made a note to relieve her disappointment at a later date.

Meanwhile, I got to the main deck of the headquarters and entered the main door. The place was pretty chaotic with lots of life guards busy walking around. I ignored the few men there and took a moment to enjoy the view.

Most of the babes there were wearing a one piece swim suit, red, tight, low cut, what's not to love. But there were also a couple of stunners in a so called uniform which seemed to consist of ludicrously high heels, a short black skirt (no, shorter than that), and a white blouse that barely contained the goods they were clearly packing.

I felt my cock start to grow in response to the scenery as I looked around. In a few moments I should see one of the prime babes who attracted me to this program in the first place. I turned and saw a door open to my left.