with the story below in mind:

Fry was searching the web one day, naturally to increase his porn collection since thats all the internet was technically good for in the year 3000. Of course thats all he thought in 2000 either.

He was searching when he found a tab saying "would you like to win the girl of your dreams?"

Images of Leela filled his head, not one of them being anything he'd tell another sould about.

He clicked yes.

Immediatly a program started downloading, and within a few seconds it had installed itself on the pc, If Fry had been smarter he'd realise this wasnt supposed to happen.

"Mmm." He said as he read the welcome screen. "Welcome to master pc version 10.2, the program that turns you into a virtual god in your own hom. Ohh I bet. Simply enter a name in the text box indiocating so followed by a command to execute a reality change. Master Pc version 10.2 has a universal range so nothing is out of your reach."

Curiousity getting the better of him he trped in his own name, and was mildly surprised to see a picture of himself on screen.

Phillip Fry has blue hair

His eyes widened in amazment as his hair did just that.

A grin broke over his face. Time to do what gods do.

Mess with people.

'I like how the worms made me smart and strong and good at stuff, but I didn't want to make it so Leela loved me for just the worms. But with this I can make Leela love me for me, as well as be super cool.' thought Fry as he began typing with his two fingers.

[colour=blue] Philip J. Fry is physically perfect with perfect control over his superhuman Strength, Perception, Endurance, Charisma, Intelligence, Agility, Luck and Speed. He is as smart as all of the geniuses in the world combined, and is so sexy and cool that men want to be his best friend while women fall in love. If he is not attracted to them, it's just the love between family. If he is attracted to them, it is romantic love as well as kinky mind-blowing lust. [/colour]

He pressed return as he had his mind and body jerk as it transformed. Instantly he understood the power he and this computer now held.

'What to do next? Get rich? Help my friends or the world? Or go out and get laid? And in which order?'

"Time to build some play money, build a nice nest egg for me." said Fry as he began to type again on the computer.

Fry managed to depose it all of his last paycheck for five hundred dollars into a bank which continues to exist in the thirty-first century, a different account unlinked to his other regular saving account. Fry has managed to wisely invest this money and wealth allowing him a strong influence over the mightest corporations in thirty-first century, as well as making more money then Fry or his friends can spend in their lifetimes.

His home changed into a large palace of an apartment, which has been decorated in a mix of taseful to regular Fry tacky. There was signs of money, including multiple jars full of money call 'petty cash' made up of hundred dollar bills. His phone book contained the names of the most important people like his financial advisor, Mom, and even President Nixon.

Still he had a check coming from the Planet Express as a delivery boy (No one was going to tell the richest man in the world he couldn't have a below minimum wage job).

"Okay, I am rich, super rich. Now to help people, remake the world or get laid. Or all of the above."

He may have been the smartest, richest guy in the known galaxy, but that didn't mean he doesn't think about sex.

Rather since he had pretty much everything else he ever wanted right now, brains and a bank book thick enough to beat Yivo to death with, sex was now essentially the only thing 'left to think of'.

Wellllll technically he still thought a lot, he had a few hundred revolutionary inventions being completed in the back of his mind. He'd solved world hunger and how to refreeze the ice caps a few seconds ago at the same time as he drew up the blue prints to a machine that turns air into food and lead into diamonds, but he was still Phillip J Fry and he wanted to get his freak on.

The only problem now was choice. Any women in the universe he could have with a few key strokes.

He felt a pang of guilt when he thought he was essentially brainwashing the hapless female or females, but that quickly subsided when he thought about all the other things he'd do for them to make up for it.

"Now who to choose." He mutterd before long made a list of who to choose:

1)Leela (obviously).

2)Amy (They were together after her father set them up to get into his bosses (frys) good graces. She objected to start with until she saw him with his shirt off and had been together since.).

3)Amazonian harem (They had tried to give him death by snu snu, but ended up leaving all his executioners exhausted and grinning like crazy while he was fine. Since his sentence was never carried out they came to earth with him to 'continue his sentence').

4)Zieta Brannigan (Voluptous female captain of the Nimbus and notorious ego maniac andman eater, reduced to a mewling kitten when she at last met a man who could dominate her, ever ready for her captain to board her) 

5) kiffie kroker (the no-nonsesical lieutenant of the nimbus prided herself in being totally dedicated to her job, unlike her maneater captain, until she meet, with misture of awe and fear, the man who can turn zieta into a moaning orgasmic puddle)..

6)Coilette (She was a gynoid whorebot build to be nearly indistinguishable from a real woman, drove to nearly suicide for being unable to find pleasure with sex until she meet the man who literally has abled to bring joy back to her life)..

7)Michelle Jenkins (In the old reality, she was fry ex-girlfriend, in this one not only she never break-up him, she also was frozen together with him).

8)Trisolian royal harem (20 hot trisolians, he brought them from Trisol as "souvenir" when he as emperor)

write a chapter of 1000 words contining the story where fry decide to pick  All the women right after tweaking them just a little.