So you know Paul at work? The one who’s always going n about the universe being a computer simulation.
“Uh-huh…
Turns out he was right. He actually managed to hack into the system using our computers at work. The whole universe is just this big computer simulation on some computer outside the universe.
“that’s nice…”
Anyway he let me see the simulation and look a few things up. Turns out you’ve been boning Derek Wang for the past three years behind my back.
“Interesting… Wait… What?”
I know about you and Derek, Kimberly.
“Wait, so you’re saying that Paul at work hacked into my computer and says I’m cheating on you?”
You never listen. I’m saying that Paul hacked into the universe and found out that you’re cheating on me. But don’t worry. I’m not mad. It’s just a simulation and Paul came up with an app the rewrites it.
“That’s just absurd! Derek and I are just friends.”
Oh well if you’re just friends you won’t mind if I swap him out with the code for Denise Wang, our slutty bisexual neighbor.
<click>
“Denise and I are just friends! You know I don’t swing that way, Dustin!”
Oh, but you could with just a click.
<click>
“You know I love you, Dustin, but when I see those big fake titties she’s always showing off in those tiny tops, I just lose all self control! I’m faithful to you in my heart, but those titties! You understand, don’t you? I mean, you’ve seen them!”
Only the design specs. Paul’s app keeps me aware of the previous specs while I’ve got it in edit mode.
“I…don’t understand…”
Of course not. You’re a bimbo. You dropped out of high school and made your living as a waitress at Hooters until I found you one night and invited you to start dancing at the strip club I own. You know you’re not very smart so you play up the sexy bimbo act to hide all your insecurities.
“That’s not tru….”
<click>
“<giggle> I’m a naughty girl for sucking on Denise’s big ol’ titties without asking you first, Dustin! Please don’t be mad! I’ll do anything for you not to be mad at me! <giggle>”
Well then you better crawl under the table and get started, Heather.
“Of course, Dustin. Any time you want, you know I will!”
Yes, yes you will, Heather. It’s in your code, now. You’re a submissive, over-sexed bisexual bimbo. Mmm. Who really knows her way around my dick! You know, they Paul set this up, while I have it in edit mode, I remember how things were before. It’s hard to edit the code while your own memories keep changing. So right now, I’m the only one in the whole, fake universe that remembers you were ever anything but a cock-hungry bimboslut.
“I’m YOUR cock-hungry bimboslut, Dustin! <giggle>”
You surely are, Heather. And once I take this thing out of edit mode, I won’t remember you ever being anything different.
But I think I’m going to blow a wad down your throat first. Just for old time sake.
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