Just a few more changes to the Defaults [Breast Expansion, Weight Loss]

With himself firmly planted as the soon to be main character, of the new game that is his reality John decides he is quite done on the global scale quite yet. Sure, he plans on altering every woman to perfection individually, but he wants to be interested in them first. So, as is his nature whenever he is about to start a new game, he finds how to make all of the female characters bustier. His plan isn't to go quite to the **** he would for a digital game. He understands that there isn't going to be the freedom of clipping through titanic titties. Instead he decides he is just going to boost the baseline up a little bit to save the poor woman stuck with essentially no chest what so ever. And that is what he does.

Finding the tab for breasts he begins to work. Long has he trained for this spending hours upon hours in the menus of "Caliente's Beautiful Bodies Enhancer (CBBE)" a mod for the game Fallout 4. One of the core inspirations for the project that caused "Reality Shift". One he would spend longer perfecting the tits for every NPC in the wasteland with, than playing the game itself. Now it simply would have a much greater impact, and he isn't stuck to a single female body mesh.

Counter to what he could do, and likely would do eventually, now is him more setting the ground rules, and testing his ability, he would spend time perfecting the ultimate set of tit presets to use on the fly later, he instead makes a few quick tweaks, increasing the minimum bust from a sub A-cup to a respectable D-Cup, he brings the Average Cup size up to a G-cup, and doesn't touch the maximum. He increases the minimum firmness, to help prevent sagging from age. Finally though he increases both sensitivity, and durability, doubling both.

Moving on from the Breasts, John switches over to 'physique', where he pulls down the maximum weight to a still heavier than he personally likes number, but a "healthier" and "more mobile" 400 lbs. down from the astounding 1200 lbs. that had the slider maxed out. He tightens the range of strength disparity between the minimum and maximum brining down the maximum while pulling up the minimum, only slightly either way. He decides not to touch the height range, and finishes of by posing a question to Miku, "Hey Miku,"

"Yes, Master?"

"Is there a way that we can have the effects applied over a gradient of time, so that I can watch them happen?"

"Like I could totally make a thingy for that."

"Also is there a way we could have it to where while that gradient is processing the effected will recognize the change taking place, but after it reaches completion they lose all trace of the change happening from their mind?"

"It is not an impossible task, but much new code will have to compile and it could take some time. I could perform this, but you may feel some discomfort while I am compiling. You will not be in any danger of actual injury."

"Fine. Make that setting please, and when it is completed apply the newest patch of changes, gradient of 30 seconds, with awareness only while changes are being applied, global."

Without even a response John knows that his assistant has set to work as he begins to feel as though is old CPU's fan is rattling inside his head. To cope with the sudden, almost migraine, pressing out of his skull, he leans onto the table he is currently sitting at and closes his eyes.

He can't even concentrate enough to feel the passage of time as the process compiles. Then, as he feels a hand touch his shoulder, and he opens his eyes to see three girls with worried looks directed toward him, there is a chime as Miku returns, "Done!"

A devilish grin is allowed but to barely hint itself to the world from the corner of John's mouth.

The hand on John's shoulder is owned by a young woman, nearly average in every way, brown hair in a ponytail, brown eyes, and a simple outfit.

"Sir, are you alright," she asked with concerns as John's eyes opened. Apparently he had tensed up and sweating enough to cause some concern in some passers by.

"Yes, actually. Sorry to concern you I was just concentrating on something," he responded glancing at the one woman and then the other two.

One is a heavy set woman, in a floral dress, with short black hair and a cake of makeup trying to work miracles on her face. The other is a slim woman in a jeans and a leather jacket, with curly blonde hair, wearing no makeup at all.

Seeing that John is indeed fine, the trio near turn to walk away, when it hits. A wave washes over the crowd of every woman in the mall, which had begun to fill out as Miku was compiling. A wave that hits with a **** of pleasure which for the unsuspecting recipients buckles their knees, and steals their breath for but a moment. John knows devilishly that not just here where he can see, but every woman is struck similarly, releasing a sudden gasp mid conversation, stumbling to grab something as then were mid step, jolted awake from their sleep ripping them from their dreams with electricity.

John, had ample options to watch his new defaults take hold, as the mall was now busy as any mid day would be, but why search around when three women came up to him. He had felt a great deal of pain when he altered himself, but he disabled the realism pain, leaving only the ability for pleasure to come from the alterations. Pleasure that he could see was likely a complete reversal of the original pain. The first woman has dropped to her knees clenching her legs together and is breathing heavy. "What is happening," she cries her voice airy, while her hands find themselves moved to her breasts, instinctively beginning to press into them with a massage.

"Are you alright," John asked back, feigning worry.

"Are my... are my tits, growing," she exclaims before throwing her head back in what is clearly an orgasm brought on the massaging of the now more sensitive, and expanding, mounds of flesh. each swelling as though they were water balloons still attached to the faucet.

The larger woman fell on her ass, and proceeded to roll onto her back simply groaning, "Ugh," all the while her shape is slimming and pounds upon pounds of fat are disappearing from her. Turns out that by adjusting the maximum weight woman could reach down, all those that were between the average and the maximum are being adjusted to remain in the same place relative to the 2 values. Lucky for her John didn't alter any clothing as everything adjusts to fit her the same as it had at her larger form. She is breathing heavy, moaning, and biting her lip as she lets her hands dance up and down her body feeling her thinning shape. She slims with every passing moment like a inflation video being played in reverse.

The third woman braced against a table, is not even moving as her eyes are closed and she focuses on every rise and fall of the tides of pleasure. As with the brunet the blonds tits begins to swell growing prouder, from a nearly non-existent A, through B, C, she breaks and releases a moan of her own as the breach through the threshold of Ds. Not just that though swells and stretches as the woman's jeans and begin to fill, her limbs taking on a greater form of definition. This swelling is only slight as John only increase minimum strength by a very small amount, but it is still enough to provide curve without adding chub. Everything combined, the woman presses her hand through the waist of her pants to plead with her body to not stop, never stop the pleasure.

"Dear lord," John continued to feign concern for the woman, getting aroused himself as he looks around the room to see every woman in similar states of display, "I should find help."

The women all look to John, and in their heat, with his concern swelling twice as powerfully for their hearts, and with his tightening pants around an impressive appendage, which itself is engorging in the sights and sounds, of woman transforming, releasing bestial moans, and not but the single man paying any attention to all the lust being released, the call to him in unison, "No, don't leave us."

The heavier of the women, though now not by much, lunges for John's legs before beginning to crawl up his side, the blonde shifts behind him to press herself against him grinding gently to not stop the pleasure she had been giving herself. And the brunette the one that had actually reached out to John before simply leans forward pressing her expanding breasts directly upon his bulge before looking up to him with eyes of desire, before she begins to massage her mammaries more with intent that he feel the massage through them.

All of this building up, and up before, like a light switch flipping off, all three women stop. In fact every moaning woman in the building simple begins to look around themselves in confusion for only split moments before continuing on with their days, with minor discomfort from any releases they achieved in their moment of bliss. The women with John, however, after they receive their moment of confusion then recognizing the positions they are in around his body, that he is the one being imposed upon by overtly sexual acts. They each feel immediate panic, and their faces go flush. This completely stranger, which they were merely checking on one moment to rubbing themselves aggressively against him the next, and who as they look at him feels less and less like someone they want to be a stranger, someone they would want to get to know, is standing hands up showing his complete apparent innocence in the situation. There are no thoughts, no words, no apologies, just confused embarrassment from the women as they stumble and trip over themselves but manage to flee for the nearest women's restroom.

As the three get out of sight John sits again, and breaks into an enormous grin.

That.

Was.

Fantastic.

He thinks to himself that, it may have become the time for him to start focusing, but how... Perhaps he keeps people watching, and starts messing with people like a chaos lust god, transforming individuals and letting different people in on the changes, or maybe he should start his games main quest, but what would that be, get a wife and make her into his perfect woman, build a harem of handcrafted women, single handily cause a spike in the population through new pregnancies? Maybe his head will clear if can come down from the high of what he just experienced and think of something else.