Morning Wood

You wake up the next morning to Tiffany sucking your cock. You stretch and put your hands behind your head and enjoy Tiffany's mouth on your cock. She expertly sucks you off until you blow your load into her mouth.

Tiffany finishes you off, and then slides up next to you and cuddles. "Damn, I wish I didn't have to work today."

"Gotta pay the bills," you say.

"Yep, working opening at least. Should be good crowd for the soccer games, but Carly and Greg will be there."

You smile as you know both Greg and Carly are going to have bad days. "Maybe I'll come by and see you."

"I'd love that!" Tiffany kisses you. She then gets up, gets dressed and goes home to change.

You get up and make some coffee. You then use the MotherBoard to make more changes to yourself. Now you only need two hours of sleep maximum, **** only gives you a slight buzz no matter how much you drink, and finally, using the reality alteration mode, you can learn anyone's name simply by looking at them and and asking yourself what their name is.

You check on Greg and Carly. Both are still asleep. You have Carly dream about all the bus boys at work taking turns fucking her by the dumpster at work while she orgasms over and over and her fellow waiters and waitresses laugh at her and humiliate her.

Greg is dreaming about being used as a fuck toy by obese women. You then decide that when Greg sees an obese woman, he gets a raging hard on, but any other time, he remains totally impotent. Flirting would still cause him ball pain. You then crank up is libido. You wonder how his day would be, horny, but the only way he'll get it up is with unwanted raging boners when he sees obese women.

Finally, you give both Carly and Greg horrible halitosis.

You shower and when you finish, you find a text from Alexis on your phone: Hey, thanks for last night. It was incredible. Are you free today?

You text back. I maybe later. How about you go buy some new panties and text me photos you modelling them. That may give me incentive to free up some time for you.

She texts back a heart.

You smile and get dressed. It is only 9:30, and Tiffany's restaurant does not open until 11.