Why porn of course!

John pulled at his eyes, opening them and blinking wildly. Truly in awe of wearing his mothers eyes on his face, however the magic was shortlived as he noticed some definite drawbacks. For one, there was a slight bluryness on the edges of his vision and words that he used to see clearly on his framed movie posters were now nearly illegible and blurry. Then there was the fact that where he had once posed his favorite model kits and figurines was now a collection of prescription eyewear in all manner of fashion and design. Nearly all of them being feminine in design or something you would see an older woman wearing, having not only swapped her eyes but also the wardrobe that would come with it.

He really had the eyes of a 45 year old woman, including all the damage it had taken over the years including the nearsightedness of age. John, was getting a bit of vertigo before he had enough and searched the device in his hands for an "undo" button.

Just like before, he just instinctively knew he had to turn the dial in the back of the gun to the right to undo a previous swap. He wasnt sure how he knew, he just somehow knew it would work. Without hesitation he twisted the dial and the moments of vertigo dissapeared and his vision cleared up again.

Looking towards his shelf, his model kits and figurines were back in their rightful place as if nothing had ever happened. John was astounded by this power, not only had the changes enacted but they had somehow retroactively changed things without anyone being the wiser. He didn't know just how widesweeping the changes or bizarre they could get, but holding the gun somehow gave him the idea that his only limits where his imagination.

Like a bolt of lightning had fired up his spine, John scrambled to his computer and hastily typed in his password, then his pin, then his facial recognition. He could never be too sure with his mother and twin sibling being nosy and knowing what kind of porn he likes to watch and browse. He learned that lesson the first time when he got excited and accidentatly somehow printed a picture of futanari hentai in the family printer.

Look, when you grew up with free internet porn...just regular vanilla porn couldn't really excite you anymore, Johns taste had grown far more alternative. And to cater that he had terrabytes of all kinds of porn that normal people would scoff at or find odd.

Now that he had the power, he could make some of his fantasies into reality. Hell, he could even become some of the fantasies he oftend jerked off too. The thought alone excited him immensely, and just like the gun in his hand had somehow drilled into his brain...the only limit was his own imagination.

opening up his image folder, John was flooded with image after image of his favorite fap pics. Futa, furries, shemales, hyper endowed men, women, and inbetweens, giants, and fantasy creatures, monster girls, and tiny doll sized people, some smaller than an inch, multiple limbs, genitals, even genitals in places they shouldnt be, mismatched parts, headswaps, body swaps, body part swaps, people turned into objects, objects turned into people, body parts gaining sentience, people becoming body parts, bizarre yet sexual creatures and beasts, alien or demonic.

Over the years Johns tastes had varied wildly, and now he had the means to live out his wildest fantasies...