A pussy hunt

Tom wanted the world in his hands but there was nothing he wanted more than pussy. Lots and lots of it. An all you can cum collection of living sperm banks for him to use at his leisure, whomever, whenever and wherever he wanted. With the Device in play, nothing was going to stop him from looking for the best walking meat bags for him to fuck. It did not matter if it was some else's coworker, girlfriend, wife, mother, sister or other relation. If he liked what he saw, or perhaps what he felt like, he was going to take her for his own. What was the best thing about that was that he was going to make them all much more willing to accept the idea that he owned them, along with the rest of the world which was simply going to let it happen as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Like any other fully customizable toy, he could even make his playthings be or do whatever he wanted. No questions. No fuss. Full on service for his own benefit only.

He made the necessary changes to society at large. All he had to do now was call out his targets as his personal property and it would as legit as the word of God. Of course. That would mean a bit of a taste test before he made up his mind. Even if he could change everything, there were just certain things that would be too precious, hilarious or satisfying to change.

Also, just to make things a little easier for him, he adjusted himself to be able to teleport to any location he wanted within range of the device. A kilometer was not much, but it would let him get past a few things that would be too much of a hassle to change on the fly.