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Subject: {ASSM} New Story: MasterPC: Eclectic's Edition (MF+, FF, Growth, MC)
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The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an
adult nature, so if you are under 18, stop reading now. This story
contains explicit sexual language and fantasies. If you are offended
by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a
fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely
coincidental. The author is not responsible for any damage resulting
from reading this work.
This story may be reposted or archived provided the following
conditions are met:
1) The story is not altered in any way
2) The story contains my name and disclaimer
3) You do not make money from the story
>From the dictionary:
e-clec-tic
adj.
1. *Selecting or employing individual elements from a variety
of sources, systems, or styles*: an eclectic taste in music; an
eclectic approach to managing the economy.
2. Made up of or combining elements from a variety of sources:
"a popular bar patronized by an eclectic collection of artists,
writers, secretaries and aging soldiers on reserve duty" (Curtis
Wilkie).
n.
*One that follows an eclectic method.*
Special thanks to JR Parz and Deana Johns for their comments and
advice.
Notes: This story starts on a Monday. You'll understand more when you
read Part 2.
A Formatted Word97 .doc file is also available.
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Master PC: The Eclectic's Edition
by Xanthos Pendragon
I was just sitting at my computer, messing around with some of my
programs, when I decided that it was time to start another batch
download from the Internet.
I had found a nice little utility called "PluckIt" a year or so before
that would go through specified news groups on the news server and
save all message attachments to my hard disk. Usually, the program is
used for picture collectors (alt.binaries.pictures.sex and others.)
Since finding it and paying the registration fee, I had downloaded
(and kept) in excess of 23,000 JPEG files. I had probably thrown away
somewhere around 50-100 times that amount, if not more... (You'd be
surprised how many pics show up in those blond and asian newsgroups)
Anyway, on this particular run, I decided to add in the "warez" groups
for some reason. Normally, I don't even look at these groups since
they are generally monitored by the service providers so they can turn
any major pirates in for whatever reward they can get, but I knew
someone over at the cable company, so that shouldn't be a problem for
me. <heh> btw: The reason I said "cable company" is that I am
currently on Road Runner - aka Cable Modem. God, ya GOTTA LOVE those
things! So far, my fastest recorded throughput was 512K-Bytes per
second! Try that on anything you can get from the phone company!
A few hours (and over 17,000 files) later, PluckIt reported that it
was finished. Time to see what got downloaded. I loaded my
picture-browser to see what I got.
Yep... Most of it was in the alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.orientals
directory... but there were also a lot in the alt.binaries.warez
directory. I figured that I'd go ahead and go through the warez junk
first - especially since quite a few of those files tended to be CD
image files (essentially, a diskcopy of the CD itself in a single file
that could be used to create additional CDs) and were no doubt taking
up a large chunk of disk space...
"Hmm... Latest MacOS version... DELETE!!! ... NT-Server 2000...
DELETE!!! ... Windows 3.1... DELETE! (I'm still wondering why someone
put that up there.) Lots of assorted games... Delete... Delphi? ...
Delete... Master.zip... Dele.. Hold on...I wonder what that is...
Move to C:\New\Untested\ ... Aaah, Delete the rest."
Ok, so I tend to talk to myself once in a while...
"Might as well check out this 'Master' file... Download latest
McAffee... Install... Run... Check 'master.zip' ... Well, that showed
ok... Let's see what it is... Master.exe ... heh. Ok, run that..."
The word "MASTER" flashed on the screen, followed by "MASTER PROGRAM
RUN COMPLETE."
I looked at the desktop and saw a new Icon and decided to go ahead and
run it. When I did, the screen went blank for a few seconds, then a
graphic screen showed up. At the top was a standard pull-down menu
with a series of buttons below labeled "Macro - 1" through "Macro -
10" and a pull-down field labeled "Subject Name." Below that, on the
left was a figure appearing to be some sort of mannequin. To the
right of that was an area labeled "Statistics" that had all sorts of
labels (Height, Measurements, Bust, etc...) and a large button at the
lower-right corner of that area that was labeled "Send." At the
bottom of the screen was a command prompt area showing "Welcome to
Master Command Center, your own personal command center. The Master
allows you to become a virtual god to the people around you. You now
possess the power to bend their reality to your specifications. You
are the Master's representative."
"Strange... Very, very strange..." (said with a German Scientist's
accent <heh>)
I figured it must be some sort of joke or game or something like that.
"Ok, let's look at the help system for this thing... Ok... Heh...
What the... Heh... Yeaaa, RIGHT!" Basically, it said that the program
gave me full control of everyone within a 100-mile radius of my
computer, and I mean FULL Control - Actions, Statistics, Personality,
Nature - EVERYTHING!
"Aah, what the hell... Subject: Xanthos Pendragon (you didn't think
I'd tell you my REAL name, did you?)"
A second or two later, a high-res model of me replaced the mannequin
on the screen, and the stats area filled in with all the correct
information. Needless to say, my jaw hit the table REAL HARD!!!
"Ok, this is REALLY Weird! Might as well test this..." In the Command
area, I entered "Correct Xanthos's vision to perfect for all
distances." (I had 20/200 vision before I did this.) <Send>
All of a sudden, I felt a bit of a tingle, followed by my sight going
blurry... "What the FUCK?!?" I took off my glasses, and could see
clearly... VERY Clearly! Looking around, I determined that I was able
to read and see details better than I ever had before (even compared
to my having been able to read the McDonald's sign at a mile and a
half when I was a kid.)
"FUCK! THIS THING IS REAL!!! SHIT!!! SUBJECT: Juan Jose Diaz Duran
(my friend at the cable company) <Enter> COMMAND: Get on the Internet
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE and do a Global Purge of the files 'Master.zip'
and 'Master.exe' along with any other variations that you can think of
from all News Servers. Also, triple-bulk-erase all local backups of
the alt.binaries.warez directory from Paragon's News Server from the
past week. <Send> If it is at all possible, contact whoever is
necessary and have them purge the same files from the master news
broadcast site. <Send> Upon completion of these tasks, you will forget
that you did them. <Send>"
"Damn! I hope that takes care of anyone else getting it... No... It
was on a News Server... Let's see... Help Wizard... Question: Can I
issue commands that effect specific groups or everyone in general?"
"Area and Group Effects: Commands can be entered at the Command
Prompt that will effect whatever subject group is specified in the
same command sequence. Note: Make sure that the Subject field is
empty and that you *DO* specify who is to be effected within the
Command Prompt. The effect is limited to Master Control's 100-Mile
Limit. Also be aware that area and group effect take longer to
complete because each person involved is individually targeted by
Master. The faster your computer is, the less time it takes."
"Hmm... Got it! Command: Anyone other than Xanthos Pendragon who
downloaded anything from the 'alt.binaries.warez' newsgroup is to
IMEDIATELY delete all files that they downloaded. If any of those
people, other than Xanthos Pendragon, installed the program called
'Master', they are to issue the following commands before they
uninstall and erase the software from their system: *'Anyone other
than Xanthos Pendragon............ (Exact quote of everything up to
that last colon...) Once the deletion is completed, you will forget
all knowledge of that program. You will also forget the name 'Xanthos
Pendragon' {Send}'* Once the deletion is completed, you will forget
all knowledge of that program. <Send>" (This would have a recursive
effect of not only having everyone within MY 100-mile radius deleting
THEIR copies of the program, but ALSO having everyone (except me)
delete the program for THEIR radii as well.)
"THAT should take care of any extra copies of this thing that are
floating about." After that was done, I checked out the software's
options and noticed the security section. Obviously, I set up a
"Program Access" password using a long nonsense phrase that I had
never used before. I also found that individual subjects could be
password protected and took care of that problem for my friends and
myself as well.
Now that all those worries were out of the way, I decided to make a
backup of the "Master.exe" file for my own archives - just in case I
ever needed it again. (Drive crash, stolen computer, that sort of
stuff...) First, I scrambled the "Master.exe" file 3 times using
"PGP" (aka: Pretty Good Privacy) and then I scrambled it one more time
using an 8-bit HEX-Scrambler that I wrote when I was in college. I
figured that even the NSA wouldn't be able to crack THAT file. I even
renamed it to "Tron Chess" <grin> before I burned it off to a CD.
Once I got all that done, I decided it was time to change my life a
bit. (Ok... a LOT!)
- Subject: Xanthos Pendragon
- Password:
***************************************************************
- Command: Realign spine curvature to 'Normal' based on Optimal
Human Standards <Send> (Eliminated some Scoliosis problems)
- Command: Restore all teeth and bones to perfect color, condition,
and health. <Send>
- Command: Eliminate any diseases, tumors, or genetic defects in
Xanthos's body <Send>
- Command: Adjust body to increase strength to be able to lift up
to 1000 Lbs. without damage to body <Send>
- Command: Increase maximum sustained running speed to 75mph and
maximum burst speed to 150mph <Send> (No, I'm not going to be wearing
any red tights with lightning bolts on them...)
- Command: Adjust dexterity, agility, perception, and stamina to be
able to handle my new strength and speed <Send>
- Command: Change physique to that of someone who does a full-body
workout 2-hours a day, 3-times a week. Also make it so that exercise
is not required to maintain that physique. <Send> (Much better body
without the work! Imagine someone who is pretty well-built, but not a
body-builder. Basically, Good - rather than Grotesque.)
- Command: Adjust flat feet to human-normal. <Send>
- Command: Adjust Heart and Lungs to be able to handle the above
changes in the body. Also repair all defects and problems in the heart
and lungs. <Send> (So much for the valve-defect that I was diagnosed
with...)
- Command: Adjust penis-length to 8" when hard and 6" when soft.
Also give Xanthos direct conscious control over erectile state and his
orgasms. <Send> (Only added 2", but since I was having fun...)
My new stats? Caucasian Male, 6'1", 175 Lbs., Brown Hair, Blue Eyes,
33 Years Old, Great Body, and Perfect White Teeth.
So much for my personal condition... Unfortunately, the extreme-bulk
of my clothes no longer fit. I did, however, have some sweats that
fit rather tightly, so I put those on and - after checking my new
stats for measurements - went to the store to buy a very-few pieces of
clothing. Any more would have to wait until I could get some more
money, which, considering I was unemployed at the moment, might take a
little while.
Once I got home, I sat down to think. "What next... Ah, yes...
Money." Obviously, there are a lot of options for getting people to
"Donate" money to me and forget that they did, but I decided to pull a
REALLY NASTY trick and kill several birds with one stone. <Evil Grin!>
I called a friend of mine that works at the Sheriff's Office and asked
him if he could get me a copy of the "El Paso's Most Wanted" sheet. I
didn't feel like getting a lecture, so when he started asking why I
wanted it, I just pulled him up in "Master" and made him do it without
asking questions.
Basically, between the local "TIPS" department at the Police
Department, and quite a few "anonymous" packages full of money that
got left on my doorstep, I soon ended up with a VERY significant chunk
of cash. (Along with a lot of Xeroxes of the Reward Checks from the El
Paso PD for my records...)
It was interesting watching the news talking about all of the people
that were being "captured" by the local PD "thanks to anonymous
tips." <Evil Grin>
Once I got all those checks deposited at my bank, I drove over to the
bank that held the note on my car-loan. Once there, I told them that
I needed to pay off my loan and get the title sent to me overnight.
Having dealt with this bank on a previous car-loan, I knew from
experience that their loan department was filled with some rather
idiotic people and policies. At least I was finally going to be rid
of them. Would you believe that (to these idiots) cash is worse than
a money order? If I paid off the loan with cash, they wouldn't send
the title from their records department for at least 3-5 days! If I
paid them with a money order, they would be able to get it out the
next morning! Like I said, rather idiotic policies!
When I got home, I checked on my account balances on my credit cards
and wrote out checks to pay them off.
After that, I decided it was time to do some serious planning.
1. New Clothes - not jeans - go for a higher class in casual, and
add a few new suits. (Although I had quite a bit of dress-clothes,
they no longer fit my new body.)
2. After living in West Texas for the past 30 years, I *Seriously*
wanted to find someplace *Green* to live, not too hot in the summer or
too cold in the winter. While northern California (Walnut Creek area)
is an absolutely beautiful area, its laws and politics absolutely rule
it out as an area for me to live. That left the eastern-third of the
US. -- What I wanted was to be close enough to the coast to get
plenty of moisture but far enough away to avoid the brunt of a direct
hit from a hurricane. The western North Carolina area looked about
right. Checking one of my maps, I saw an area that looked good. I
then found a real-estate company in North Carolina that could help me,
told them what I was looking for, and said that I'd call them back in
a few days to see if they had found anything.
3. I was also tired of not having any females around. Due to my
eclectic nature, I knew that I wanted variety, which meant several
girls - including blondes, brunettes, redheads, and maybe a couple of
Orientals. One or two of each should do, but not too many, and not
all at once.
4. The number of housemates that I was looking at automatically
meant that I would need a large house, and with my tastes, it would
need to be custom-made.
5. Large custom-made houses take a while to build, and I wanted to
get out of El Paso sooner rather than later. That meant that I would
need someplace to live in the meantime. A good-size Motor Home would
work well enough for that; I could do some travelling off and on while
my new home was being built, plus it gave me other options for fun and
emergencies afterwards.
6. I also needed a way of keeping the police off my back. With the
amounts of money that I had already received and would be spending in
the next few years, I would be throwing up huge red flags all over the
place.
That settled, I went out and picked out some new clothes - mostly
suits, but I did get some new Wranglers after all. After my shopping
spree, I took them to them to a cleaner's and had them all washed and
cleaned for me.
Next on the list was the Motor Home. Checking around, I found a nice
little (40') Luxury-class Fleetwood Eagle for $300,000 including
TT&L. From what the dealer told me, this thing wasn't even their most
expensive model! THAT one runs almost $500,000!!! I also rented a
lot at one of the trailer parks in town since I knew that it wouldn't
be a good idea to have a $300,000 Motor Home in the part of town that
I lived in.
After that, I packed all the things that I wanted to keep into the
Eagle, and started to set my computer up at the desk inside. While I
was moving equipment, I decided it was time to do a few upgrades -
after all, when you have as much money as I now do, you don't need to
settle for a P2-350.
I went over to a computer store and picked up a complete Sony Vaio
Slimtop with the Flat-Panel display and hard-mounted the entire thing
in the front of the Eagle for easy driver's-side access. This was a
nice, compact system with a decent processor and a modest amount of
disk space - perfect for the front of the Eagle. I also planned on
building a new home-system for myself, but I decided to wait on that
until my new house was finished.
On my way back to the trailer park where I was keeping the Eagle, I
was getting hungry but I remembered that I was almost out of food.
Time to do a little shopping and stock up the Eagle.
After parking the Eagle, I drove my car over to a nearby grocery store
and did a major buying spree. Right as I was finishing up, I noticed
an exotic-looking, VERY attractive young Hispanic lady getting into
one of the checkout lines. She was about 5'8" tall with curly black
hair that came down to just below her shoulders.
I immediately thought, "Damn! If I can get her name, I think I've got
my first lover!" With that, I pulled my cart into line right behind
hers. Too shy to actually strike up a conversation, (Go figure for
someone who has been in sales for nine years <g>) I just acted
normally, adding my groceries to the conveyor behind her stuff. She
paid for her stuff with a check, and that's when I learned her name.
"Melissa Juanita Ruiz"
After I got checked out, I quickly loaded up my car and ran back in
for a few more items: A couple of bottles of wine, a bottle of
champagne, and a couple of other things. After paying for those last
few items, I quickly drove back to the Eagle and got everything packed
away. It was now 4:00 in the afternoon - just enough time for my
plan.
Since I hadn't done any of the security work on my new Vaio yet, I
finished connecting my old hand-built and booted it up. Once I got
past all the recently set-up passwords, I loaded the "Master" program
and got past its login. At the "Subject" prompt, I entered "Melissa
Juanita Ruiz" and hit enter.
My system paused for a few seconds, then displayed an error message.
"Error: There are multiple people within range with the name as
entered. Press any key to continue."
"Shit! I didn't think about that!" The thing that you have to
remember when you live in the El Paso/Juarez area is that there are a
LOT of people who have the same names. Imagine looking up "John
Smith" in the New York or LA phone book, and you can see the beginning
of the problem. In the case of El Paso/Juarez, if you browse through
the white pages of the local (El Paso only) phone book, you'll find
many cases of 30-150 families with the same last name. It's not even
unusual to find 10-15 families with the same first and last names AND
the same middle initial!
I went ahead and tapped the space bar, and a new menu came up! That
got my attention again. It looked like an "Open File" dialog box,
with a list of names and addresses down the left-hand side, and a
small picture on the right. "YES!" I browsed through the list of
names until the picture matched the lady from the store. After
choosing <Select>, "Master" took me back to its main screen with the
correct Melissa showing up on the left.
After taking a deep breath to calm myself, I entered the following at
the command prompt:
Command: When you were at Albertson's a little while ago, you met a
handsome man who was slightly older than you in the checkout line.
<Send>
Command: He introduced himself to you as Xanthos Pendragon, and
asked you if you would mind joining him for dinner. Something about
him appealed to you, so you gladly said yes and arranged to meet him
at his place at 7:00 tonight. <Send>
Command: You keep thinking about Xanthos, and every time that you
do, your pussy and breasts tingle and you slowly get more and more
turned on, but you will not be able to cum until you meet Xanthos for
dinner. <Send>
Command: You want to really make Xanthos take notice of you
tonight, so you will start getting ready for the date by showering and
shaving your legs, pussy, and armpits. You will also douche and give
yourself an enema, just to make sure that you are clean inside and
out. You will wear a short, low-cut black dress, a black teddy, a
garter-belt, black stockings, and black shoes with at least 4"
high-heals. If you do not currently have these items, you need to go
to the mall quickly and buy them for your date. <Send>
Command: When you are ready, you will drive to the trailer park at
15500 Montana and look for the brand-new Fleetwood with the white
Pontiac Grand-Am parked beside it. That is where Xanthos said to meet
him. <Send>
Command: When you see Xanthos coming out of the Fleetwood, you will
immediately orgasm, relieving all of the tension built up to that
point. When he first touches you, you will orgasm again. <Send>
Command: Xanthos's voice is very pleasant and soothing to hear.
<Send>
Command: You will be completely honest with Xanthos at all times
tonight. You will answer any and all questions that he asks openly
and truthfully. Nothing you discuss will seem out of the ordinary or
too private. <Send>
Command: You will gladly welcome any physical contact that Xanthos
offers. <Send>
Command: Any time that Xanthos caresses your cheek or kisses you
behind the ear, or on the neck or spine, you will orgasm. <Send>
Command: Your breasts and nipples are twice as erotically sensitive
to Xanthos's touch as they normally are. <Send>
Command: Your pussy and anus are three-times as erotically
sensitive to Xanthos as they normally are. <Send>
Command: Any pain you feel from receiving anal sex from Xanthos is
reduced by 75%. <Send>
Command: Your body is now in perfect health. Any diseases,
including AIDS and other STDs, are now permanently eliminated from
your body. <Send>
Command: You will not notice any of the changes made to your body
or mind unless Xanthos points them out to you. <Send>
Command: You will not pay any attention to anything that Xanthos
does on any of his computers for the next 24 hours. <Send>
Command: Remember to be on time for your 7:00 date tonight, and
also make sure that you pack an overnight bag. <Send>
It was now 4:30 - two and a half hours till she was due - plenty of
time to spare. I had a special pasta dish that I planned to make for
dinner, but that would only take a half-hour to make, and I wanted to
get better dishes for this meal, since - in a way - it would be a
special meal for both of us. I also wanted to get some roses and
stuff for some special candles.
----- Melissa - about 40 minutes ago back at the grocery store...
-----
What a long day! At least Anna wants to get together tomorrow.
Oh well, just a few more groceries and I can go home and soak in the
tub for a while.
(She spots Xanthos down the isle) Hmm... He's a handsome one... Too
bad I've got that jerk of a boyfriend... I could go for a change...
Oh, well... Time for the check-out line...
I don't know why I even go out with Jesus... yea I do... that jerk
would beat me up if he even THOUGHT that I was going out with someone
else. (sigh)
(Xanthos gets in line behind Melissa. She glances back at him and
smiles to herself.) He is good looking though... I wonder what he's
like...
(30 minutes later - Melissa's home - She's been soaking in her tub for
a few minutes)
Ahh... That feels sooo nice... (sigh...)
I wonder what there is to do tonight... Maybe Anna would like to go
out and do something... Nah... we'll be going shopping tomorrow...
Jesus? - no. I don't want to deal with him for a while - hell, he's
probably already wasted!
(sigh...)
(Melissa feels a light tingle.)
Well, time to start getting ready for that date. (with Xanthos)
Where's that razor?
....
Let's see... should I go casual or classy? Tame or hot? - Handsome
older man, didn't seem to be a partier... Classy-Hot! <grin!> black
teddy, short, low-cut black dress, garter, stockings, high-heels...
The way I'm feeling right now, we may not even get the chance to eat!
(Phone Rings)
"Hello?"
<Hey babe.>
"Oh, Hi Jesus." God, what does HE want?
<Whatya doin'?>
"Not much, why?"
<I got some great stuff. Wanna come over?>
"Sorry, me and Anna are going out tonight." Well, tomorrow really,
but I'm not ABOUT to tell you that I'm going out with another GUY!
Especially one like Xanthos!!!
<I'm starting to think you like her more than you do me...>
"Me and Anna have been best friends for years, you know that."
<Yea... Why don't you bring her over, I got enough for three!>
"I already told you she's not into that stuff... And I'm trying to
stay clean too." That and you just want a three-way!
<OK babe, maybe later?>
"Yea"
<Later.> (Click)
Better call Anna and make sure she can cover for me.
<Hello?>
"Hi girl!"
<Hey Lis, What's up?>
"Hot date tonight! I need you to cover for me."
<You have a date tonight... and it's not Jesus? You trying to get
killed?>
"Don't remind me. I met this hot guy today, and we're getting
together for a private dinner at his place."
<It doesn't matter. You know all guys like to brag to each other.
Jesus WILL find out.>
"I don't think so - I don't think this guy's ever spent a day in the
hood - he's not the type. But listen, I just got off the phone with
Jesus. He thinks that we're going out tonight, so I need you to
cover."
<OK, I hope he's worth it.>
"Me too. God, I'm so hot just thinking about him! If he turns out to
be another jerk, I may just switch to women!"
(Silence)
"Anna?"
<I'm here.> (she said hesitantly)
"What's wrong?"
<Nothing.> (she said, uncomfortably.)
"Come on, tell me."
<It's nothing, really.>
"Was it what I said about switching to women?"
<No... yes... I don't know...>
"OK, we can talk about it tomorrow. We're still on for tomorrow,
right?"
<Yea. Sunland Park Mall tomorrow at eleven.>
"OK. See you there."
<See you.> (click)
I know it's been a while since she's had a date... but if she's
starting to lean in that direction, it's not something to talk about
on the phone... (sigh) Tomorrow then.
In the meantime, maybe I can get a quick orgasm in to calm myself
some...
....
Madre de Dios! WHY CAN'T I CUM?!? I feel so HOT!!! Maybe I can
distract myself on the drive over to his place... I'll just grab a
damp rag to clean up with...
....
I just can't quit thinking about him! What time is it? 6:50 I can't
wait anymore! There's the trailer park again. (Pulls into it) And
there's the white Pontiac and the new motor home. (Pulls up beside the
Pontiac.) Good thing I brought that rag with me, I'm drenched - and I
*STILL* haven't been able to cum!!!
(Xanthos comes out of the motor home) Wow. There he is... "Oh...
MY... GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!"
(A couple of minutes later - after she came down from an orgasm that
was many times as powerful as anything she had ever experienced
before...) Madre de Dios! I've *NEVER* felt anything like that
before! *EVER!* I don't even think I can move after that - but I
guess I'd better... He's still standing there.
Is he *grinning*? He IS! Oh my God! He knows that I just... (She
blushes as she shakily gets out of the car.)
"Welcome Milady."
*NOT AGAIN!!!* <GASP!> I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST CAME AGAIN!!! WHAT'S
WRONG WITH ME?!? MY GOD! HE KNOWS I JUST CAME AGAIN!!!
*What* have I gotten myself into?
"You look gorgeous this evening. Would you like to come in."
God, I think I've *CUM* Enough... Wow, this thing is HUGE! He must
have a lot of money to be able to afford a place like this! And he's
so *HANDSOME*! Please, God, don't let him be a drug dealer!!!
"Please, have a seat."
(He brings her a glass of wine and starts some music playing.)
"Thanks, I needed that," I said, blushing again. That music... I
recognize it... "Yanni, right?"
"Yes, I'm surprised that you recognize it."
"Oh, I like a lot of different types of music... It just depends on my
mood."
"Same here. If you'd like, there's a list of my CD's on top of the
changer over there."
"Wow! And I thought *I* had strange tastes in music!" I can't
believe it... I recognize almost ALL of these, even if some of them
ARE older than me! "Actually, it looks like we have very similar
tastes..."
"Here we go, Dinner is served."
"This is very good. Is it some kind of goulash?"
"Of sorts... It's a personal recipe that I came up with about twenty
years ago."
He's good looking AND he can cook? He's got to be married - no way
anyone like this is actually available! Though I don't see any sign
of it on his ring-finger...
"I'm impressed... but let me see if I've got this straight... You're a
very handsome *gentleman*, around 30 years old, who obviously has a
decent amount of money to be able to afford something like this
(indicating the motor home,) you can cook... and you're *single?*...
What's wrong with this picture?"
(He chuckles) "Let's see... I'm currently 33, *Recently* wealthy, and
yes, I'm single...." Then he frowned, saying "In fact, this is
actually the first 'Date' I've had in two years. I guess I've always
been very shy. Let's just say I had a very helpful turn of events
lately and leave it at that."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude..."
"It's ok, you couldn't have known. Things have mainly gotten better
within the last few weeks. Before that, I was unemployed after having
worked for a sales company for nine years solid. Now, I just consider
myself to be 'Retired'."
"Retired? At 33? You didn't get into drugs, did you?"
"Heh. Kind of the reverse, actually. Did you catch on the news about
all the criminals that the police captured a couple of weeks ago?"
"Yes..."
"Let's just say that there was a *VERY* large reward for helping
them." he said, grinning again.
"YOU were involved in THAT?!?"
"Yep, I think they got 42 of El Paso's 50 'Most Wanted.' Between the
direct rewards, and the fact that there was also a VERY large amount
of drugs seized - at $250,000 per major bust, let's just say that I
won't have to worry about money again for a long time."
"I guess not! But... I don't remember hearing anything about any tips
or rewards or anything like that..."
"I wanted to remain anonymous so I wouldn't have dozens of hit-men
looking for me. Some of those guys had lots of friends," he said
grinning again.
"Good point."
"So, tell me about yourself."
"Ok, I was born in a small town in California in November of 75. My
mother wanted to live closer to her relatives, so we all moved to El
Paso in early 77, and have been here since. I'm a student at UTEP
right now majoring in electronics, but we're between semesters at the
moment. I like cats - preferably large ones. I like listening to
music, but don't care much for TV. I also enjoy camping from time to
time."
"If you could change anything about yourself - no matter what it was
or how possible it was - what would it be?"
"I would have my old gang-tattoos and some scars removed."
"Gang? Hmm... Anything else?"
"I would like larger breasts, but I don't like the idea of
implants..."
"Ok, what about permanent hair removal from the neck down?"
"That would be nice, but I've heard that it doesn't work too well and
is very painful."
"You're not doing drugs, are you?
"Off and on, but I'm trying to stay clean."
"Do you have any with you?"
Nod.
He held out his hand, so I got the drugs out of my purse and handed
them to him.
"Mm Hmm," (he said, disappointedly.) I guess he doesn't like drug
users.
(Xanthos put the drugs into an envelope, wrote something on it, and
put the envelope outside.)
What in the world is he doing? "What are you doing?"
"Arranging for a friendly pickup." (He picked up his phone and dialed
a number. Apparently, nobody was there because he hung up and dialed
another number.)
"Yes, can you tell me if John Bishop is on duty?"
"Great. I need to talk to him a moment."
"Thank you."
"Hey, Bishop. I need you to stop by my new place."
"Very important - It's job-related for you."
"Yea, I found some drugs and I put them in an envelope for you."
"The Montana Trailer Park - 15500 Montana."
"Yea, just look for my Grand Am. The envelope is under the front step
of the motor home."
"No, I'm - Busy - tonight."
"Thanks. Talk to you later." (He finished.)
"You have a cop for a friend?"
"Sheriff Deputy, actually."
This man is *FULL* of surprises!
"That was mood breaker." (he said. After a pause, he went to the
cd-changer and switched the music over to some old love-music. Then
he sat down in the corner of the couch with one leg up on the couch.)
"Come here." (he said, gently.)
"I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it. Please, sit with me."
I sat against him, snuggling into his arms where we both listened to
the music for a while. I could feel a depression just rolling off of
him. All I could do was hold him as he held me. After about half an
hour or so, we heard a car pull up outside, someone got out, got back
in, and left again. "So much for that stuff..." I said quietly.
Once the car was gone, I could tell his mood was lifting because he
hugged me tighter for a moment, then gently turned my face to his and
gave me an unbelievably gentle kiss.
I looked into his eyes and all I saw was 'Need'. I smiled lightly and
nodded my head. We both got up and he led me to the bedroom area.
We slowly removed each other's clothes and then he surprised me
again. We didn't 'have sex', we didn't 'fuck', or 'screw' or anything
even remotely close to that - we *made love* - gentle, tender love. I
could feel that he was pouring every ounce of emotion he had into it,
and I knew that I was as well. An eternity later, I fell asleep
snuggled in his arms, completely exhausted - and completely in love.
*** Xanthos ***
The next morning, I woke up remembering every detail of the long,
incredible night that I had spent making love with Melissa. On top of
that, I was overwhelmed by the feelings of love, trust, and tenderness
that I was experiencing from the mere fact that this gorgeous young
lady was still asleep, snuggled up in my arms. I had fallen in love -
hard.
I knew that I wanted to keep Melissa around, but I felt that I needed
to know how she felt about it.
I was lying there with her still in my arms, gently caressing her
chest (not her breasts) and her stomach. After hearing her moan in
her sleep, I leaned forward a bit and kissed her gently on the back of
the neck - having forgotten what that would do to her.
It took her a few moments to recover from the combination of the wet
dream that my caresses had been causing and the sudden waking up
caused by the fairly massive orgasm that had been forced on her by my
kiss. Finally, she shuddered and started breathing deeply.
Still lying behind her, I gently whispered "Good morning, my lovely
kitten. Did you sleep well?" into her ear.
She rolled over on top of me, purring and grinning. She held my arms
down above my head, and proceeded to ride me like I had never been
ridden before. After we had both cum a couple more times, she finally
leaned down and, while looking directly into my eyes, said "Purrrfecty
wonderful. That was the best night of my life."
I smiled at her compliment, then reached my head up and kissed her as
gently as I could on her lips, while I reached up with my right hand
and gently caressed her cheek - forcing yet another orgasm on her
gorgeous body.
While she was recovering from that last orgasm, I gently rolled her
off to the side, got up, and went to the bathroom and brushed my
teeth. When I got back, she was still breathing hard. Grinning, I
told her to go ahead and get a shower while I made some breakfast.
All she could do was nod her head.
While Melissa was in the shower, I went out to my old system.
Although I knew that I loved her and felt that she loved me, I decided
to make sure that there would not be any problems with future plans
and events.
Subject: Melissa Juanita Ruiz (selecting the correct one)
Command: You love Xanthos with all your heart, mind, and soul, as
you hoped in your wildest dreams that you would someday love another
person. You know deep in your heart that Xanthos loves you. You have
no doubt about his love or caring for you. You are loyal, devoted,
and caring, wishing only the best for him and any other lovers that he
chooses. You also deeply love any and all other lovers that Xanthos
may choose to live with him, and you see nothing wrong or improper
about sharing your love with them, because you know that they love you
as well. The fact that they make Xanthos happier also makes you
happier. You know that a person can love more than one person at the
same time, and you know that Xanthos is this way, and that you are the
same way with any other lovers that Xanthos chooses or has chosen.
<Send>
Considering how long that command was, and the usefulness of it, I
went ahead and copied the entire command into Macro-Button #10 and
labeled that button as "Kitten" since it would probably be the last
(or at least one of the last) macro to be run on any new kittens I
selected.
Since I wanted Melissa to help me obtain more kittens, I decided that
she needed to at least be aware of what I was capable of doing with
Master PC, but I also knew that I couldn't trust anyone to have free
access to the program. I also didn't want her getting upset with the
idea that I had done some changes to her against her will. (Mainly,
the initial stuff I did the day before.)
Command: At some point, Xanthos will show you that he can use his
computers to make changes to people's minds, bodies, and
personalities. This will surprise you, but it will not bother you at
all that he can do that type of stuff. You will realize that he
probably did some changes to you as well, but again, that will not
bother you at all because you know that he loves you and would never
do anything to hurt you - in fact, you feel absolutely sure that any
change that he has or will make to you is for your own happiness and
well-being. <Send>
Command: You will have no desire whatsoever to use any of Xanthos's
computers, and you will never use the program called "Master" without
Xanthos's specific instruction. <Send>
Command: You can not tell anyone about Xanthos's or his computers'
abilities to change people, nor do you have a desire to. You also have
no desire whatsoever to use those computers or the program "Master"
<Send>
That command trio got copied into Macro-Button #9 and labeled as
"Understanding."
Once I finished that, I put the system to sleep and started cooking
breakfast. Toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, and champagne orange juice.
Melissa was coming out of the bathroom wearing only a robe as I was
dishing out the breakfast.
She came up behind me, putting her arms around my waist and kissing my
neck. "Mmmm, I do love you. You know that?" she purred.
I turned around in her arms and gently kissed her on the tip of her
nose and said, "Mmm hmm, I love you too." I then gently kissed her
again while caressing her cheek and causing her to have another
orgasm. After we finished that kiss, we sat down to eat breakfast.
During breakfast, I brought up my plans to move to North Carolina.
"What do you mean, you're moving to North Carolina?" she asked -
almost sobbing.
I took her hands in mine and gently said "It's something that I've
been wanting to do for a while, and I finally got the ability to do it
within the past few weeks. I've already started the process, and I
was planning on leaving within a week... The thing is, now I've found
you... and I want you to come with me."
"Of course I will," she said excitedly... then she frowned, looking
down at the table... then she cringed and looked away.
I was watching her and was, to say the least, rather puzzled by her
reactions. "What's wrong?" I asked.
"I just remembered my best friend and my boyfriend" she replied,
hesitantly.
"Boyfriend?" I asked with a raised brow.
She just nodded her head somberly, still looking down.
"Tell me about it" I said gently.
She described a relationship that was pretty much dead. Violent,
jealous boyfriend who drinks way too much and spends too much time
with his "friends" doing drugs and other stuff, Rap sheet a mile
long... You know - the proverbial "Scumbag". She said that she was
wanting to get break off their relationship, but she was afraid of
what he might do.
Needless to say, I was going to take matters into my own hands with
this guy. I asked her for his full name and got a good description of
him. "Don't worry about him, I'll take care of that problem... Now,
tell me about this 'Best Friend' you mentioned."
She perked back up and started to tell me about her. "Oh, her name is
Anna and we've been friends since 5th grade. She's tall - about
5'10", slender build, single, and has always quite a bit more mature
than most people our age."
"Hmm, I'd like to meet her sometime." I mentioned casually.
All of a sudden, her eyes went wide. "Oh NO! I was supposed to go
shopping with her today!" She looked at the clock on the wall then
back at me, fidgeting. I think she was having a hard time deciding
who she wanted to be with more...
"Where were you planning on shopping?" I asked.
"At the mall on the West-Side" she replied, wantingly.
I could tell that she wanted to go, so I checked the clock myself;
10:00am. I guess we *were* at it a while last night and this morning.
<grin> "Go ahead, I'll meet both of you there at the food court at
2:00. That'll give you some time to do some shopping with each other,
then the three of us can have some fun." I said grinning.
She got out of her seat, came around the table, and hugged and kissed
me hard. I loved it!
After we finished eating, I went out to Melissa's car to get her
change of clothes for her. After she got dressed, I had her come
stand by my old computer - but not where she could see the screen.
"I have something that I want you to know about, but I need you to
remain calm about it. Also, this is something that you can't tell
*ANYONE* about. Ok?"
"Ok."
I sat down and started working on her wishes from yesterday - plus a
couple of my own.
Command: Remove all tattoos and scars from Melissa's body. <Send>
Command: Increase breast size to a firm D-cup. Also strengthen her
back muscles to handle her new breasts. <Send> (They were a large
B-cup before this.)
Command: Permanently remove all hair from Melissa's body below her
neck. <Send>
Command: Eliminate all traces of any drugs from Melissa's body.
<Send>
Command: Your mind and body no longer feel any need or desire to
ever use illegal drugs again. <Send>
"What do you think?" I asked.
"What do you mean?" she asked, puzzled.
Oops... I had forgotten about her not noticing any changes unless I
pointed them out - and her not noticing anything I did on my computers
for 24-hours.
I stood up and moved behind her giving her a loving hug, then I
lowered her tight-fitting tube-top to caress her new breasts.
Somewhere around that time, she noticed that something felt very
different - then her eyes went wide.
"What the... how?" she asked, very surprised, looking down at her new
breasts.
"Like I said, my life changed for the better. Now I can do things for
people."
"What else did you do to me?"
"Remember the stuff we talked about last night when I asked you what
you wanted to change about yourself?"
"Kind of..."
"Tats, scars, and drugs - all gone."
She looked closely at her hands and then pulled me into a bear hug,
then kissed me for all she worth.
"You're welcome." I said, chuckling.
"I can't wait to show Anna!"
"Remember what I said, you can't tell *Anyone* about this."
"But she'll notice the differences - we've been friends forever."
"Hmm... How do you spell her full name?"
"A-n-n-a - S-u - L-i"
"Let's see..." I went back to my computer and pulled her up on the
screen.
Subject: Anna Su Li
"Is this her?" I asked, indicating the spinning image.
"Yea, that's amazing!"
Command: When you see Melissa later today, you will notice her new
breasts. You will not be concerned about how they became larger, but
will be happy for her.
"Is this ok with you?" I asked, indicating the command that I had
entered, but not 'sent' yet.
"Yea. That's all there is to it?" she asked.
"Yep. I don't need to point out that this stuff is absolutely
off-limits to *Everybody.*"
"I can understand why."
"If you're meeting her at 11:00, you'd better hurry."
"Oh, Thanks! You're meeting us there at 2:00, right?"
"Yep - Food Court."
We shared a final passionate kiss before she left for the mall.
After she left, I decided to add one more item to Melissa's
"programming."
Subject: Melissa Juanita Ruiz
Command: Slowly increase desire to have sex with other women and
level of attraction to other women who are attractive to 80% <Send>
(Not a complete lesbian, but definitely *VERY* "Bi")
After that, I installed "Master" and a GPS-based road atlas in the
Vaio. I also made sure that the entire system was password-locked as
much as possible - and No, I don't think I'm too paranoid.
When I finished up the "Master" installation and configuration, I
verified that the password lock that I had created on myself carried
over since this was a completely different installation. It did, so I
breathed another healthy sigh of relief. I then copied my macros
over to the Vaio. Once all that was completed, it was time to take
care of the "boyfriend."
Subject: Jesus Luis Campos Rivera
"Good - Only one in El Paso area, and the image matches the
description. Time to get nasty!"
Command: Gather together whatever guns, ammunition, and illegal
drugs you own or can quickly get your hands on, put them in the trunk
of your car, then drive that car into Juarez. While you are crossing
into Mexico and passing their checkpoint, your palms and face will be
sweating, and you will look around nervously. You will pull your
vehicle in at the Mexican Checkpoint for inspection whether they tell
you to or not. Make sure they search your trunk. <Send>
Well, no-one would be hearing from HIM for the next few decades! You
see, the Mexican Police take a *VERY* dim view on anyone who brings
*ANY* guns or ammunition into their country. In fact, you are pretty
much guaranteed several years in the Mexican prison if they catch you
with even a single bullet - even if you are a US Cop or Military
Officer!
While I was at it, I decided to create a "Panic Button" for myself. I
created a macro and put it into Button #1 and labeled it "Seed" which
stood for "Seed of Loyalty." Basically, this was a set of
instructions loosely based on Asimov's "Laws of Robotics." In my
case, whenever the macro was activated, it would blank the "Subject"
field as required, then issue the following programs to everyone -
except myself - in a 100 mile radius around my system:
Command: You may not injure or harm Xanthos Pendragon or his
companions, or, through inaction, allow Xanthos Pendragon or his
companions to come to harm. You will also do nothing to invade or
hinder Xanthos Pendragon's or his companions' rights to peace,
privacy, freedom, or property. <Send>
Command: You must obey any orders given to you by Xanthos Pendragon
except where they directly threaten Xanthos's life or well-being.
<Send>
That last command was a doozie. In fact, I was going to have to drive
up into North-East Virginia and do a pulse with the Seed button just
to take care of the idiots in DC. ... Hmm... Maybe a couple of other
fixes too, while I was at it... <Evil Grin!>
Thinking about it for a minute, I remembered the help-system
mentioning that area-effects taking additional time to work because
they had to target each person one-at-a-time. With that in mind, I
also made a short-range duplicate of the "Panic Button" that has a
250' range.
After all that was done, I went ahead and started the full-distance
seed routine.
Looking at my watch, I noticed that I had just enough time to shower,
get dressed, and get to the mall.
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