This choice: She discovers that Macros can't be undone! • Go Back...Chapter #7She discovers that Macros can't be undone! by: Texienne   She didn't want to go back to being that miserable guy she had been. But she wondered about that desire while she was jilling herself to have a cock inside her. Would she still feel that way as a guy, or did that come with changing to being a girl?
A minute later, after she tried to submit the male version of herself with a better chance at getting laid, she blinked at the error pop-up on the screen.
"Error. Changes executed under macros are too complex to undo. For the user's protection, changes which counteract changes executed under the macro are not allowed, in order to prevent unforeseeable consequences. User is attempting to undo the following:
Male to Female. Heterosexual to Bisexual. Enhanced Feminine Sexuality. Raised sexual attraction. Raised sex drive. Improved aesthetic attraction. Extreme tolerance to drug 'Marijuana'…"
The list kept going. It was long enough for her to realize that she could basically do nothing to change anything about herself now. At least, anything that changed her back to male or decreased her appearance or her sexual qualities.
Her brain was pretty free of drug influence now, and she ended up thinking about how she was going to watch this gorgeous body grow old and saggy. She had overheard her sister bitching to her mother about waxing once too, and had to go to his room and jerk off after realizing she was talking about how much it hurt when they waxed her pussy. She thought about her own hairless body.
Unsure what the computer would allow, she went in and looked for ways to do something about these problems. Before long, the stupid pencil had shown up again.
"Hi! You appear to be trying to change aspects related to maturation of your type, 'Gothic, Centerfold, Slut' with all Sexual Attraction qualities maxed out. Please select 'Continue' for some important guidance."
Somewhere along the way, she had eliminated 'Punk' from the list, she noticed. Anyway, the only button available was 'Continue'. She couldn't cancel. She rolled her eyes and selected it.
The pencil winked, then 'said', "Aspects regarding maturation aspects and other species-defined biological qualities may only be applied to your subtype 'Female' across the entire species 'Human', or by separating yourself from species 'Human' by creating a new category of intellect, either another species (such as an evolutionary offshoot or parallel species) or an artificial body (such as an Android, Robot, etc.) The global ramifications can become very large due to exponential effects. To protect the user, a restriction is in place to make such changes only with my assistance, to prevent catastrophic changes."
"Whatthefuck? All I tried to do was make my lack of body hair permanent!" She shook her head and then hit the 'continue' button again.
The pencil nodded and the next pop-up read, "As these changes are quite complex, to save time it is recommended that any desired personal changes not of this type be executed first, to insure that the user's personal aspects are already in place to guide the global changes."
She frowned again, then realized it was saying if she had other stuff she wanted to do, do it now or she would spend a lot more time later fixing things later.
"Makes sense," she nodded, and drummed her fingers for a moment. Then she minimized the pencil and went back to the macros and templates.
She looked at the list. "Erotic Mastery, Artistic Mastery, Scientific Skills, Technological Skills, Business Skills, Athletic Skills…"
"Oh, why the fuck not?" she said with a giggle, then picked "Erotic Mastery", yanked it straight to 100% and submitted it. She felt nausea, vertigo and warped vision just like before. A glance in the mirror showed no real changes, although she succumbed to the impulse of adjusting how she was sitting to a sexier posture. She suspected these other items were more mental than physical.
The torture of going through the changes was a hell of an incentive to not do another one, but she sucked it up and chose 'Technological Skills', then 'Business Skills'. She almost went to Athletic Skills, but noticed a different choice "Combat Mastery' and chose that instead. At last, there was a change to her appearance, but it was minimal. She had tighter abs and for some weird reason, a smaller waist when she would have thought 'Combat Mastery' might have made it bigger and more muscular. Her arms were better toned, but just barely. Maybe, it occurred to her, the subsequent macros were limited by being unable to overwrite changes made by the previous macros?
For example, might she have needed a slightly more hourglass shape to offset a tighter, harder tummy, to maintain her Sexual Attraction?
She'd have to work it out later. For the fuck of it, she threw 'Scientific Skills' into the mix, then pulled up the assistant again, pressing non-prescription fashion glasses that she hadn't been wearing a moment ago up to the bridge of her nose as she worked. She noticed that one of her changes had put her in clear plastic stripper pumps too, although the rest of her was still naked.
The pencil sat there waiting, with a sign that said, "How would you like to proceed?"
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