Any and every way I can imagine

Physically, I wanted variety. But, I also wanted perfection, so this would be tricky. There were pre-formatted attributes with scaled results, similar to what I’d encountered in the previous section of the menu (items about myself).

But, because of the obvious paradox that variety and perfection presents, it looked like I was gonna have to wing it, for the most part, with developing the desirable attributes of the ladies.

I started with racial mix. I don’t really play favorites with race. To me, hot is hot. So, going against the natural distribution found in my contemporary culture, I opted for even percentages of white girls, black girls, latinas, orientals, eurasions, polynesians, and random mixed race girls.

For height, I prefer average to tall, so 75% would be in the 165cm to 176cm range, with the remainder evenly split between 160-165 and 175 to 180. There would be a few truly statuesque ones that would tower over me in their 5” heels, and some cute little shorties that would only have to bend over slightly to get my dick in their mouth, or wrap their tits around it.

And, speaking of tits, every girl would be at least a C cup, with a third of them D cup, and a quarter of them would have a glorious pair of DD boobs, with just a hint of wanton sag!

Asses were sculpted, legs were described, eye color set to favor green and blue. I wanted a variety of hair styles, but no weird-looking spikey doos or half shaved skulls. I wanted to be sexed, not frightened.

Then I got to the fun part of programming the girls: wardrobe and psychological profiles.

Wardrobe approvals:

high heels: minimum 4.5”, maximum 6”

hosiery: thigh highs

garter belts: 50% of girls

skirts: mid-thigh or shorter, pleated or tight, rear slits or spanking skirts on 25% of them.

Earrings: required

wardrobe restrictions: panties not allowed. panty hose not allowed. shorts not allowed. Pants not allowed. Tattoos not allowed. Piercings below the chin not allowed. Thongs prohibited.

level of horniness: + 70% I wanted them horny for me more than for each other.

nipple sensitivity: + 85%

clit pleasure receptors: + 90%

vaginal pleasure receptors: + 100% This is one of the rare times I used the scale to its maximum. I wanted my cock to induce immediate pleasure as soon as it slides into a wet cunt. I wanted it quivering on my dick.

anal pleasure receptors: I did a little ad-libbing with this, and typed, “any sensation that would normally be felt as discomfort will be transformed to double that level of pleasure.” I figured that could be a very fun change from my typical experiences with fucking a girl’s ass!

The last section was all about attitude. What kind of women did I want them to be? I knew I wanted sluts, but there’s a fine line between slutty and sleazy, and I didn’t want these girls to cross it.

Meanwhile, I was within a crotch hair of blowing a load in the doorkeeper’s adoring mouth. I was getting real turned on thinking about what I was programming, and now that hottie on her knees had her slippery lips doing insane glissandos up and down the entire shaft, with the knob banging against her tonsils on every deep dive.

“Slow it down a bit, doll. I’m almost done, but I don’t want to bust a nut until I finish.”

She started licking my balls and just squeezed the cock head, amazingly shutting down the orgasm reflex for the time being, without reducing the ecstasy level of her blow job. Amazing little bitch.

submissive: 30% higher than standard

sexually aggressive: 25% higher than standard.

creativity: + 60% I value an imaginative playmate, one who likes to experiment and see what works. However, I went a little crazy with the next attribute, and nearly came again—

skill level: expert

Experts at everything. These babes would be not just good, they would be the best.

intuition: ?

“Doorkeeper, I have a question.”

She pulled her mouth from the tip of my dick, which she had been softly sucking and flicking at the piss hole with her tongue while wanking the shaft. “Of course, Sir. How can I help you?” She continued to wank me and looked in my eyes. Damn, she is a fucking dream girl.

“What is meant by ‘intuition’”?

“It means, at what capacity would you like us to know what you want without our needing to be told. Do you want us to do only what you order, or would you like us to know already?”

It was an interesting thing to think about while getting an amazing blow job. I wanted both. I wanted to tell them what to do, but I also wanted them to know what I like. It looked like I would need to write it up myself, but I didn’t want to make it too complicated.

intuition: + 80%

obedience: + 80%

I figured it was a workable solution. And, with that, the menu was complete.

SAVE CHANGES WITH OPTION FOR FURTHER EDITS?

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TO IMPLEMENT MENU ITEMS AND ENGAGE PROGRAM PRESS ENTER

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The immediate thing that took place was on her knees between my legs. My dick immediately pulsed with fresh, higher levels of throbbing delight than I had ever experienced before. I groaned and fucked that beautiful mouth of the doorkeeper, who had just as suddenly developed talents for cocksucking that had never before been used on a penis.

Expert level. No shit! It felt like her tongue was jacking me off in her warm mouth. I groaned and starting shooting spasm loads of hot cum into her throat. My groan became a howl of joy as the orgasm went on and on, just as I had programmed.

The doorkeeper swallowed it all, almost with a daintiness. It was pretty. She stood up gracefully, and with a gorgeous smile, she simply said, “Thank you, Sir. If you’re ready, let me take you to the Greeter. She will introduce you to the girls of your Palace of Pleasure.”

With my hard dick bobbing out in front of my pants, the doorkeeper took my hand, and led me out of the foyer and down the hall to meet the Greeter.