Fitness, looks, length and girth, but...

I raised my fitness to 10, before boosting my looks to 10. This left me with {if Fitness=9}six{else}five{endif} points to allocate. {if Fitness=9}I added one to sex skills, and then{endif} I hesitated for a few moments, before maxing out my penis length and spending the rest on girth. I realized I could be close to winning the game.

That said, I didn’t know what the winning conditions were, and I didn’t want to speak to Liz with the babes sleeping next to me.

My mind wandered.

What would it take for me to feel like I’d won the game?

A very clear image flashed across my eyes, lingering for what felt like four or five seconds.

There I was, pushing my huge cock against the lubed asshole of Vanessa Jones, ready to slide in deep into her amazing butt. She was looking back at me with a deep urge in her eyes.

Yes!

I knew what my endgame would be.

Anxiously to get on with the game, my finger went to the apply button.

At the last second, I stopped myself. It felt risky.

I knew the game would change reality, future and past, and that everyone would remember the new state as if it had always been like that. Yet something deep within me, an instinct maybe, caused me to pause.

I don’t know what I was afraid of. Being “revealed” as the original pathetic version, maybe? Exposed of “cheating” in the dating game. I’m not sure.

All I knew was that there was no reason to risk it now. Putting my phone away, I slipped into dream land.