Master PC: Repeater
The townhouse was quiet and cold as night set in early, given the winter months. The air outside was blowing hard to make a whistling sound. The only other sound in the town house was the sound of six-inch heels on hardwood floors.
The woman in those heels had on a huge smile, and nothing else. Her platinum blond hair was puffed out as it hung down to the middle of her back. Her breasts were obscenely large and round to beyond unnatural proportions. Her pink skin was flawless and tight against a toned body. Her legs were long and corded with muscles that bunched and twisted with each step. No hair was above her slit, which looked wet and ready to use. She had the face of an angel, the body of a wet dream, and the attitude of a happy fool.
She walked into the carpeted study and stood at attention next to the wooden desk against one wall. At the desk a young man typed. He was beyond handsome with a square jaw, dark hair, and artistic stubble. His body was muscular and toned under his tight tee-shirt and equally tight pants. He was writing code on his laptop, oblivious to what was around him.
“Master,” the woman said interrupting him, “would you like your five o’clock blow-job?”
“What?” the man said popping his head up. “Oh Zora, sorry, what was that?”
“No need to apologize to your slave, Master,” Zora answered. “I wondered if you’d like your five o’clock blow-job?”
“Oh right, wow time got away from me,” the man said shaking his head, “I’m just about to finish this up, so why don’t you just stay there and act like a loving girlfriend.”
“Of course, Master,” Zora said with eager energy that made her large breasts bounce. “What are you working on, Ben?”
“What?” Ben looked up. “Why do you ask?”
“As your loving girlfriend I’m interested in everything about you,” Zora stated with her huge smile.
Ben gave a chuckle. “If you must know, I’m about to become a god, small ‘g’, to Earth,” Ben stated.
“That sounds wonderful, Ben,” Zora said with a happy sound to her smiling words. “The world should bow to you. I know I want to.”
Ben chuckled again. “That’s because I used this magic computer on you,” Ben stated waving his hand at it. “You were going to leave me. I was devastated. I threw myself into my investigative journalism job. Then just the other day, when I was researching that one rich guy in the hills that had been murdered, and the murder was covered up, I found they were clearing out his mansion. In a book that was tossed in the garbage I found a CD disk with this Master PC program on it. With it, I made you, not come crawling back, but skipping to me with a happy face!”
“Oh, Ben, you are the most wonderful Master in the universe,” Zora said with a wide toothy smile that made her eyes bright with devotion. “You gave me this amazing body so I can pleasure you with it in every way I can imagine.”
“Absolutely,” Ben said taking in another glance at Zora’s large breasts, toned arms and legs, and a six-pack that was there even when she wasn’t flexing. “I might give you bigger breasts, or bigger muscles, or make you even more beautiful and devoted, if I want.”
“I am yours to command, Master,” Zora said sounding happy.
“I know,” Ben said copying and pasting something on his laptop.
“How can I help, Master?” Zora begged.
“Just think about all they ways you can make me happy, while I make the world a better place,” Ben stated as he continued to work.
“Of course, Master,” Zora said with a loving look and a slow trickle of juices starting to roll down her leg from her slit. “Your laptop can control the world?”
“Um, no,” Ben itted. “The Master PC’s range is only one-hundred-miles, which sounds like a lot, but isn’t the world. It can also only take over people, not computers. So, I’m programming the Master PC’s interface to take over people 99.5 miles away, turning them into obedient slaves, sending them a copy of the Master PC, and having them take over their area, before sending the program on. Right now, I’m putting the finishing touches on my wording so when I start this cascading programing of control it will span oceans, ships, planes, mountains, rivers, seas, and even into space. I’ll end wars, stop world hunger, start reducing the human population, and promote scientific research.”
“What about sex?” Zora asked looking Ben’s body up and down.
“People will still have sex,” Ben said typing. “They’ll just not have more than one baby until we get down to a more reasonable world population.”
“No, Master, I mean, Ben, are you going to have sex with all the women of the world?” Zora asked tenderly.
“Not all of them,” Ben stated dumbfounded looking at Zora. “I mean, I might have sex with some women, including you. Does it bother you that I want sex with other women?”
“Of course not, Master!” Zora happily said. “If you want, you can have sex with anyone, anywhere, anyway, and with anything, and I’d happily help however I can. You can use your amazing program to make all women of the world just like me.”
“Maybe not all women,” Ben said with a grin as he went back to work. “This program is weird. I can set up fields where people will do, think, or look however I want with the program, that’s how I’ll change the world. However, I need a person’s name to transform anyone specific in that field of change.”
“Field of change?” Zora asked.
“Sure, the range of the program,” Ben nodded. “A one-hundred-mile radius of the computer with the Master PC program, where there’re no wars, people are polite, and generous with what they have. People will want to work at whatever job makes them happy. People will pursue science and engineering to come up with new ideas to help mankind.”
“What about you, Master?” Zora asked.
“What about me?” Ben asked. “I’m just an investigative journalist.”
“Ben, you need to be happy too,” Zora stated as if it were obvious.
“Later,” Ben said with a wave of his hand. He did look back at Zora with a smile that made her feel even hotter all over her body. “I do have you, and it’s the happiest I’ve ever been.”
Zora was breathing hard at the flood of desire for Ben that was making it hard to think. “Master,” Zora started saying and then had to swallow hard her dry throat, “Ben, you can have everything, anything, everyone. Don’t you want it all?”
“I’m happy with what, and who, I have,” Ben said giving Zora a smile that got her clit pulsing. “Besides,” Ben continued, “if you haven’t noticed, I’m not into getting a huge mansion with my every whim fulfilled. The world first, and me second, or maybe even third, or forth, maybe fifth.”
Ben paused his work, and gave Zora a frown that made her body shiver from a sudden cold that his look produced. Ben finally said, “I was selfish to turn you into my bimbo slave.”
Zora looked like she was about to start screaming, or crying, or both, but she stopped herself. “Ben, I love being your bimbo slave,” Zora stated rubbing the hard nipples on her huge breasts. “I’ve never felt this good before in my life. The pounding you gave my pussy last night that made me cum so hard I ed out was beyond anything I could have dreamed about. I’m leaking just thinking about it.”
“You didn’t feel that way a few days ago,” Ben said turning back to his laptop. “You claimed I was a child, with my head in the clouds, thinking about everything but you.”
“That was then, this is now,” Zora all but begged. “You can, and should, take whatever you want. You can take me in any position, in anyway, and anywhere. You shouldn’t care about me. As long as I’m pleasing you, then I’m happier than you can imagine.”
“Yeah, I’m going to have to change that back,” Ben said looking over his program. “Okay, let’s see if this Master PC cascade program works.” With that Ben pressed the button.
Ben quickly put a live news broadcast on his laptop. The blonde female anchor was talking about their local election. Ben frowned as he watched her closely. “It should have worked by now,” Ben stated.
“There is a seven second delay in most broadcasts,” Zora offered.
Just then the blonde anchor’s eyes flashed red for a second. “There it is,” Ben stated with a whoop of joy. “Let me see if I can get one from the other side of the planet?” Ben’s fingers danced on his laptop and the female anchor was replaced with a search program. In a few clicks an Australian live broadcast came up. A woman with black hair, dark brown skin, and a full pair of lips was talking about the sudden rainfall in the area. In a handful of seconds, her dark eyes flashed red.
“It worked! OH, Holy Shit! It worked!” Ben jumped up punching the air.
“That’s wonderful Master!” Zora said hopping in place making her huge breasts jiggle. “You should feel very proud of yourself.”
“I feel,” Ben paused and then frowned. “I feel like I really need to use the toilet. How long have I been sitting there?”
“About six hours, Master,” Zora said trying to be helpful.
“Yeah, that feels about right,” Ben said heading for the bathroom.
“How can I help you, Master?” Zora asked eager to please.
“Do whatever you think would make me happy,” Ben said slamming the bathroom door shut quickly.
Not long after Ben did his business on the toilet, he was washing his hands. That’s when Ben’s head shot up. He had an intense look in his eyes. He shot the door a quick look before drying his hands and going out.
“Zora!” Ben bellowed. “What did you do?”
Zora stood up from the laptop and smiled at Ben. “I moved your priorities around a bit, Master,” Zora said quickly.
Ben licked his lips. “I’m going to fuck you, and fuck you, and fuck you again,” Ben promised. “Then we’re going to get my neighbors and fuck them together, and fuck them, and fuck them.”
“Anything you want, Master,” Zora said all but leaping into Ben’s arms.
Ben filled his promise to Zora. He took her into the bedroom, and his twelve-inch cock was balls deep inside her dripping pussy. Each thrust of his manly meat, kicked Zora over the edge that resulted in orgasms that blended together into an hour’s long climax. When Ben pulled out and covered her in his cum, Zora’s pussy let loose a torrent of her own juices that resulted in a fierce full body shaking orgasm that made her mind shut down for her own sanity.
Not much later Zora woke up. She was covered in cum that was still sticky, but cold. Her body was stiff and sore as she sat up. A few unsteady steps on legs that were more like rubber, she made it to where Ben was tapping away at his laptop. He heard her and turned and smiled a warm toothy grin that made Zora swoon with desire all over again.
“Just in time,” Ben said and pressed a button on his laptop.
Zora didn’t feel any different so she gave a curious look. “Was something supposed to happen?” Zora asked.
“Only when I say the right words,” Ben said with a grin. “I kept thinking about the ‘field of change’ idea. I don’t need to know someone’s name to change them, as long as they are in the field. I can set up triggers to make anyone do anything as long as it is more general. So, I just sent a cascade command so I can change anyone. Grab something to cover yourself, really quick, and let’s see my neighbors.”
“Yes, Master,” Zora answered as her protesting body responded quickly, running into the bedroom and getting a red flannel shirt, and black sweat pants. She skipped any underwear. In moments they were out in the dark cold of the night knocking on the condo next door.
The woman who answered was wearing an oversized gray sweatshirt and tight black leggings. She had brown curly hair pulled back and brown eyes behind thick glasses. She had an okay figure, if a little wide in the hips. She also looked curious.
“Hi,” she said recognizing Ben if not ing his name. “What can I do for you?”
“Who is it?” came a voice farther away in the condo.
“It’s our neighbor Ben,” the brunette answered.
“Benedict Sterling Bonham,” Ben said.
The brunette at the door gasped. She bit her lip as her eyes dilated and locked onto Ben’s. She squeezed her thighs together as arousal hit her. The woman’s ears turned bright red and her face became flushed.
“Who is Ben?” the other voice asked getting closer. Then a dirty blond head with thick glasses popped up around the corner. She had on a pink sleeveless yoga top, and tight yoga pants. She looked like she’d been doing exercises with her hair pulled back and a slight shine of sweat on her face and arms.
The brunette didn’t take her eyes off Ben as she lovingly said, “Benedict Sterling Bonham.”
This made the dirty blonde in yoga clothes gasp. Her nipples shot out on her chest under her pink top, and suddenly more sweat popped out on her body. Her breathing became hot and she also squeezed her legs together.
Ben turned slightly to a surprised Zora and said, “Watch this.”
Ben looked at his neighbors and said to them, “Devotion one-hundred.”
The neighbors gasped and then as fast as gravity would allow, they were on their knees bowing. Both women were panting like they were dogs in heat, and their faces were all but smashed to the ground as their hands were before them, pointed at Ben’s smirking face.
“Master?” Zora asked confused.
The women bowing uttered moans as they too said, “Master!”
“It’s a little trigger I put in the program,” Ben smirked. “My full name is an obedience trigger so if anyone hears all three names, they’ll be compelled to obey me, with an added strong sexual attraction. The devotion trigger is something deeper, think more mind and soul rather than body. All I need to do is say that trigger to someone, and they become devoted to me, by whatever percent I want. These two are now one-hundred percent devoted to me.”
Ben smiled as both women bowing seemed to squirm. “Let me try another,” Ben grinned at the bowing women, “Mammaries five-hundred.”
The bowing women shrieked through the open door and into the night. They were trying to bow, but with a ripping of cloth and the snapping of elastic both women were exposed to the cold night air, at least on top. Their breasts had grown to mountainous size. They were so big they were pushing their bodies up as their tops were ripped apart, and their breasts expanded to the size of twin yoga balls.
Ben laughed as the women came to with their new chest. Zora looked concerned until she saw that Ben was smiling wide. This made Zora smile too. She went and stood next to the women as they were rubbing their impossibly large breasts.
“Everyone, stand at attention,” Ben commanded.
Zora had no problem snapping upright. Even in the flannel shirt her own breasts bounced from her sudden movement. The neighbors took a few moments to get their feet under themselves and then hoist their respective chests up. Despite their size, the women’s mockery of nature, biology, and physics, huge breasts stood up and firm on their fronts. They were grunting, and their legs were trying to find balance, but they eventually did find a position to stand upright with their legs together and their hands at their sides.
“Let’s not attract too much attention, just yet,” Ben smiled. “Okay, ladies, march over to my place.” The three women looked like soldiers with gaming skins that didn’t match their characters. They went into Ben’s condo as he made sure to close his neighbor’s door, and then did the same to his own after everyone was inside. The women lined up in the smallish living room and just waited as they continued to stand at attention.
Ben looked the women over. He seemed pleased with the results of his tests, if nothing else. He ran his hands over the neighbor’s breasts, making them shake with sexual desire. He went to a stone-faced Zora, and slid his hand down the front of her sweat pants. She was leaking and hot, and Ben’s touch just amplified everything.
“Let me try two more triggers, and then we’ll fuck,” Ben said to the attentive women. “Shirt Ripper two hundred.”
What was left of the neighbor’s clothes exploded off them. The reason for the fragments of clothing that flew through the air was because of the sudden and dramatic muscle growth on the women. They looked like AI images of women with beyond body builder size figures and with steroid levels of muscles, but this was real life. Bulges of muscles that would be invisible under any normal person’s skin became mountains on the women. Thighs that were thicker than Ben’s waist made the women almost disturbing with their size. The women’s biceps lost their name as there were multiples of muscle groups on their arms. Abdominal muscles large as many women’s breasts paralleled the women’s navel and led to their still radically oversized breasts.
Ben took his eyes from his neighbors and looked at Zora. She was mostly nude, there was still one leg of the sweat pants squeezing around her tree trunk thigh. Zora’s muscles had been put into the impossibly impossible, larger than large, doubtful she could move, size. Zora’s comparatively small breasts stood out on a chest that had pectoral muscles the size of Ben’s biceps. Her abdominal muscles were larger than softballs. Her biceps were like basketballs. She still stood at attention, and Ben doubted she could have even moved with all the muscles packing her body.
“Oops,” Ben said looking at what he’d done to Zora. “Let me try this, Zora Shirt Ripper negative one-hundred.”
Zora shrank. She still had more muscles than nature could produce, but at least she could move. She didn’t act any different as she still stood at attention, waiting for her Master to command her.
“I’m sorry about that Zora, I hope it didn’t hurt,” Ben said sounding concerned. “Did it hurt?”
“No, Master,” Zora said not looking at Ben, but straight ahead. “It felt great knowing that I had a body you preferred.”
“I’m still figuring out what I prefer,” Ben said and then looked at his neighbors. “Zora, please cover your ears so you don’t hear this.”
“Yes, Master,” Zora said as she did as she was instructed.
Ben sighed. The women looked amazing with their overly large breasts. However, even Ben had to it that having too much of a good thing can cause problems. “Mammaries negative two-hundred.”
The women staggered as their breasts shrank. They just popped into place on the women’s fronts. They were still larger than nature intended, but more manageable. Twin orbs stood out on the women’s chests the size of basketballs.
“I can live with that,” Ben said with a grin as he gently pushed down Zora’s hands from her ears. “To the bedroom all of you, so we can all fuck each other.”
“Yes, Master,” Zora said quickly and all but skipping into the room.
“Yes, Master,” the neighbors said reluctantly.
“What?” Ben asked them.
It was the dirty blonde who spoke first. “Master, we’re just roommates, not lovers,” she said slowly walking to the bedroom.
“Yeah,” the brunette chimed in. “I don’t have any interest in having sex with other women.”
“Well, you do now,” Ben said with a smile. “As your Master I am telling you that you both are totally bi-sexual. You love fucking women and men, mostly me. Oh, and let me try one more thing. Beauty nine.”
Both women’s faces, hair, skin, eyes, and even subtle changes to their bodies happened in a heartbeat. The two of them went from reasonably good looking to jaw dropping wild sex on legs beautiful. Their eyes were almond and sexy. Their movements became a broadcast of the desire for sex. Everything about them became perfect to the point the only comparison was each other.
“Master, you changed them,” Zora said surprised.
“Yeah, this is just level nine,” Ben stated dropping onto the bed next to Zora and pulling off his shirt. “I think level ten would make you climax hard if you looked at them, or they looked at you, or both.”
“Master,” Zora asked tentatively as the blonde started rubbing against her, “are you going to make me just as pretty as them?”
“You already are,” Ben said as his hard on came into view and Zora got to it first.