That's too much work, even for a supreme being.Oh, there have been a few adjustments along the way, but by and large theworld at large is pretty much ...he way it was before I gained ultimatecontrol. And that's a good thing. You wouldn't want to piss me off andend up like North Korea." There is no such thing as 'North' Korea." I said."Precisely my point," said Dex. I wasn't sure what she meant by that."So to entertain myself, I've created these little 'reality bubbles'. Inthem, people can act. " Only if you're sure," I managed to say, trying not to scream YES!Melody got up from the couch, turned to walk to her bedroom and along the way started sliding off her shirt, letting it fall to the floor. She took her bra off and added to the pile of clothing that was collecting in the living room before she reached the door, turned and said, "I'm game if you are."I stood up and walked (okay, maybe it was more of a lunge) toward the bedroom door that Melody had just entered. Inside, she was. She had the full figure and high held head of a Queen, she stood back from the menfolk she had been married into, looking with eyes veiled of expression vaguely into the courtyard, not inappropriately catching your eye and winking to make you snigger. She was a tip-top classic beauty, a highly honourable and great Lady, with a body rich in warm plump curves. The veil in her eyes suggested a maidenly modesty and proper subservience to the men standing about her. Her mother had a certain. The morning sun gave it a pretty sheen. It jiggled with every little movement, like a woman's breast. Shiki grasped the sac, it's flesh felt warm and heavy, it felt... important. Holding it with both hands, she gently pulled on it and pointed its opening upwards.Miya looked down past her breasts at her own cervix, a perfect ring of flesh guarding the entrance to her womb. Her hands caressed the flesh protruding out of her body containing that most important place. A prolapse."You'll be outside.