Still though, fair enough."More than enough."... Anyway, here's the gist of things, folks:"If you're not familiar, Master PC is a reality-altering com...uter program that can, well, alter reality."It's mostly used for mind control and body modification purposes in other stories that use the concept, but anyone can use it how they see fit if one were to decide to write their own!"There are sliders for how big and shapely one would want an individual's breasts to be, ones that control someone's. Patel twice so that they can hear me and allow me to come in to their house, but no one came to the window. After some more attempts, I saw a whitish face looking out of the window with a smile on her face, nodding her head giving signal to come.I went upstairs on the 2nd floor where Mr. Patel’s lives and saw the same woman standing at the door, waiting for me to come. She was Mrs. Patel, a housewife with one of the finest features and shape I have ever seen. I always admired her as my bhabhi. I'm sorry." I put a balled up sock in her mouth and sure enough what followed was a scream that could break even the nobelist of men. An earsplitting scream. After mom and dad left it took me a while to get back to sleep. But finally I managed it. I was in a sunny, slightly breezy world. "Alice do you want more tea?" "No Mr. Rabbit. I'm fine, but thanks anyways." "You were always such a sweet little girl Alice." said Mr. Rabbit. "Aw tha-" Thump thump thump. "Mr. Rabbit did you hear that?". He had taken that excitement from me. I had begged for years to get to go see Hollywood. Now Hollywood was where I was headed and it felt like I was flying straight to hell.****I had landed an hour ago in California and not only did it fell like hell mentally, it felt like hell physically. It had to be at least one hundred degrees outside. I could feel the sweat dripping down the small of my back as I crawled out of the car a social worker had picked me up in.Looking up at his house, I sighed..