No problems on your drive.

The drive is uneventful and it isn't long before your sequestered in your room, in front of your computer and the unbelievable website on your screen. You'd used the drive to organize your thoughts on how to create your perfect reality you waste no time in clicking on the tab labeled 'Reality.' You quickly type in the following changes:

All men and women in the new reality will have looks on par with supermodels in the current reality. Also, people will age more slowly and retain their good looks well into old age.

Polyamory is socially acceptable.

Sexually transmitted diseases no longer exist and pregnancies only occur with the assistance of a specialized medical professional.

Bisexuality is normal in women.

Staring at public nudity is considered a compliment to that person, rather than being considered impolite. Further, verbally complimenting their bodies is on par with flirting with a person.

Money isn't necessary anymore. People still work but that work is considered sufficient to earn whatever products that would normally be bought in the current reality.

There. That should take care of most of the societal issues that you'd already run across plus a few more. You briefly consider adding more, but hold off. You can always come back and make more changes later if needed. Next, you click on the 'Body' tab.

By default, a picture of you pops up, in your nude, unvarnished glory. Most of your body limitations and looks will be taken care of by first reality change you typed in, but there are some obvious enhancements that you'd like to put into effect. You click on your cock and a few slider bars pop up for easy use. You add a few inches to your length, a couple inches to your girth and lower your refraction time until it's almost non-existent. You also triple your semen output and production. Your favorite part of pornos has always been the money shot, and you can't help but imagine what it would have been like cover the pretty little cashier who'd just turned you down for a date in bucketfuls of sticky, white cum. You also type the following into the comment box:

My semen is better tasting than normal, with most women eager to taste it.

I can control my erections and how long they last.

Satisfied, you click on the final tab, 'Mind.' This one is key. You want to be able to make adjustments on the fly if necessary, without being tied to your computer. So you make one final adjustment.

Any suggestions made by me will seem reasonable to everyone and will be generally accepted without complaint or argument.

That was it. You hesitate a moment and reflect on your conditions, mulling them over before making your final decision. Nothing else comes to mind, so you click save.

You immediately feel different. Standing up from your chair, you move to the full length mirror hanging beside your bed. Gone is the person you knew before, and instead you see a handsome Adonis with muscles rippling in places that they'd never been before. Your hair is perfectly styled and your chiseled features now rival those of the most famous movie stars. You pull off your shirt to get a better look and laugh out loud when you realize that your well-defined six-pack is not an illusion. Wanting to confirm all of your changes, you pull down your shorts and revel in your new member and its massive size. You harden it and soften it repeatedly, playing with your new ability until your comfortable with its use. This is all just fucking amazing.

But just when you're about to put your clothes back on, the door to your bedroom opens.