Ben had driven to the Plumber Headquarters to drop Arget and the Annilarg before going off duty. Which is why Ben was walking around Bellwood, when he began to notice something. The combinations of a lack of something and a gain of something.

The lack was the fact there was no very old, very large, very unattractive, or unappealing woman over sixteen to eighteen. What they were replaced with attractive women who seemed to be between their twenties and forties. All in clothes which showed off their bodies... which seemed to mix the bodies of a busty porn star, a supermodel and an athlete. You could tell some were mothers and some were grandmother ages from elements of dress, actions and other point. There was, however, the fact all of the women were incredible hot when they shouldn't be.

Ben realized something, that it was all like a teenaged boy's perverted dream, but no one seemed to have a problem with that. The fact most women he saw were giving him a look like he was a hunk of the most delicious thing they saw explained everything. He realized, 'It's all my fault. I must have added my thoughts into the creation of the new universe, affecting everything. Given the fact I can barely control Alien X when I recreated the universe and caused all of this, I can't use it again to fix it. I'm stuck with this. And if I changed every women in the world into a walking wet dream... what else could I have done when I wasn't thinking? Or at least not thinking with the brain in my head.'

He headed for one of the cafes in town which had internet access and then used his phone to look up anything else which had changed while he had been recreating existence. Letting things boot up, he checked out his new feed and personal emails. Which caused him to discover that in addition to making the changes he knew about, he had also...