Anything and Everything

Pumping your cock and hornier than you've ever been in your life, you look from door to door, each one offering a different form of debauchery. Spoiled for choice, you walk up to one at random. The sounds of a TV come from the other side.

Blowjob on the couch

Eh. That's fine and all, but you can have anything. Why stop at just one boring mouth?

Your eyes suddenly go blurry. You frown and rub them before realising that no - it wasn't you. The sign on the door has literally just blurred. You move your head side to side and can just about make out the same shifting alien runes the Entity was manipulating on her holographic console. Before you can blink, the letters writhe and wriggle to form new words.

Threesome on the couch

You can't help but laugh. You're basically a blowjob god. You can have anything you want. This is so fucking cool.

"Not good enough. I want a triple blowjob. From identical triplets! Super hot ones. Supermodels!"

Supermodel triplet threesome

"And I want them to be Asian. And super tight! And... uhhh... they all have really long tongues. And they should be super submissive, and gag a lot, but no puke. That's gross. But lots of gag spit, really sloppy bitches. And they're really competitive so they keep going even if I get rough with them. In fact, they love it rough! And we're in a 5 star penthouse suite. And there's a bunch of slaves that run the place I can use whenever I want. And, um. Oh, I can cum buckets. Literally pints of cum. But it's fine because they're all addicted to it.

"Actually, maybe only one of them loves it. One of them hates it but can't say no because of her cum addiction, so I can **** her throat as much as I want anyway. And the last one has like, superpowers or something but is obsessed with me so she makes her sister's do stuff... fuck I dunno, I have too many ideas, I want to go fucking ape-shit on a whole load of throats without having to plan every fucking little detail."

The sign on the door in front of you keeps shimmering and changing, the title growing longer and longer until the whole door shifts. In the end it simply reads:

Reality Warping: Free Use ****

Yeah, that'll do it. You practically kick the door down.