Emma Watson, Whore

As he considered his options, Otto absentmindedly stroked his dick and stared at his new coffee table's tits. Before he came to a decision, he heard a startled, "Oh!" from the hallway.

Candi, real name unknown, had rounded the corner looking disheveled. She was a white single-mother pushing 40 with sagging features, so she wasn't the best that money could buy by any means. But hey, when you're a genius with little time for socializing, sometimes you just need a warm body for a short bout of "company," it can at least take the edge off before working. Otto thought so, and he figured the device in his hands was proof-positive of that.

Or he was just a pervert who happened to be smart, he didn't care.

Otto saw Candi's face fall as she saw him touching himself on the couch, but she quickly adopted a professional smile. He didn't mind, it's not like he gave a shit how she felt, and in the end he knew she was just expecting him to be working. But working was a thing of the past for Otto.

In her vain attempt at a sexy purr, Candi whispered, "Hey Otto, I see you're ready for some more, and you've still got me for another few hours... so, what are you thinking?"

Otto's erection grew in under his pants as he rubbed himself harder, his eyes not leaving Helen's huge tits. "You're fine Candi, maybe just wait in the other room for a moment."

"Oookay," she responded, not realizing Otto could see her rolling her eyes.

It made sense, given that she thought he was masturbating to a table, but Otto still didn't particularly care for the attitude. It really just reminded him of "Dr." Miller and her fucking vendetta against him. Regardless, he wasn't having any of it.

"Actually, Candi, could you stay there for one moment?"

With a slow turn, she responded, "Sure thing, want me to do anything else?"

"Not quite yet, just give me a second." After fiddling with the Role Swapper for a second, he had managed to set it to an aware swap. He pointed it at her and chose her as a target, then said, "Alright, can just hang out on the couch for a second?"

"Hey, it's your money," Candi replied as she plopped on the couch while Otto got up.

"Cool, I'll be right back."

Otto hurried away to his bedroom, then quickly found his fleshlight sex doll, which was a doll about one foot tall with rubber breasts and a fleshlight vagina. He selected it as his second target, smirked, and pressed the red button.

Instantly, the doll before him changed shape. It surprised him that it actually grew to be the size and shape of Candi, which he guessed was a function of the device changing as little as necessary for a swap like this. Candi's face was stuck in an eternal expression of panic and confusion, which if anything just made Otto a little more aroused.

A quick check confirmed that her vagina had shrunk and been replaced with one more akin to a fleshlight, just made of human tissue. Shaking his head at his work, Otto tossed the Candi-doll on the ground and went back to the living room.

There, he was greeted with an interesting sight, as he saw a rubber woman wearing Candi's small crop top and booty shorts, but this woman was almost featureless, much like his fleshlight doll. She did, however, retain her massive tits, which threatened to split the crop top with even the slightest movement.

The doll turned whore looked at her hands, brow furrowed. Otto pulled up a chair and sat down, then said, "Hey there, how are you feeling?"

"I'm... good," responded the newly sentient doll through a nondescript mouth, "I feel like I... was still, or something, for awhile, but..." shaking her blank face, the doll said, "But forget I said anything, I'm good. We do still have some time if you want to do anything."

Hm, Otto didn't know exactly what the thing before him was feeling, but it did seem the device was working as intended, in which case he could only assume Candi was in a state of a shock. On the news behind him, he suddenly heard a voice he recognized saying, “I don’t want other people to decide what I am. I want to decide that for myself.”

On the TV Emma Watson stood at a podium, accepting some sort of award. In two seconds flat Otto had selected the "whore" in front of him and Emma Watson, then pressed the red button.