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Parts 1, 2, and 4 (apparently by a different author) appeared on Usenet
many years ago.  If anyone has other parts (especially Part 3), please
post them. 



	                       WEIRDER SCIENCE


				  BYTE ONE

	Lightening flashed, thunder crashed, dogs howled, pigs flew and
reality, virtual or otherwise, bent, rent, tore and shattered into
microscopic bits, before exploding back together in a new, and decidedly 
bizarre, configuration.
	At the epicenter of this infinitely improbable cosmic 
restructuring, Gary Wallace and Wyatt Donnally poked their heads out 
from where they had been hiding behind the bed in Wyatt's room, and, as 
one, shouted, "Holy shit!"
 	Standing mouth-wateringly naked in the ruins of Wyatt's
room was the most devastatingly beautiful woman the two teenagers could
have ever imagined.
	In fact, she was precisely the most beautiful girl the boys could 
have imagined, created out of virtual reality from the assembled bits 
and pieces of the most gorgeous and sexy females from the pages of 
Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler and various other magazines of the same ilk.  
The ultimate computer generated sex fantasy, brought to life through the 
miracles of modern science and a good measure of what could only be 
described as magic.
 	"She looks real," whispered Gary.
	The girl shot him a look.  "Of course I look real," she retorted.  
"I am real. You should know that.  You two created me."
	Gary and Wyatt looked at each other and, in chorus, chanted, 
"Yes!"
	The girl walked toward them.  "So, let's see.  You're Wyatt.  
You're Gary and I'm..." she stopped short.  "Who am I?"  She looked down 
at her two creators for guidance.
	"Um," said Wyatt with a shrug.
	"Errr," said Gary, his brain scrambling.  "Lisa!" he announced
suddenly. "How about Lisa?"
	The newly christened Lisa bobbed her head once and smiled.  
"Sounds good to me.  Now then," she said, her voice a seductive purr, 
"since we have the introductions out of the way, what would you two like 
me to do first?"
 	"What can you do?" asked Wyatt climbing to his feet.
	"Anything," answered Lisa simply.
	"Define anything," said Gary, as various erotic scenarios buzzed
through his hormone fevered brain.
	Lisa snapped her fingers and Gary found himself raised up by 
invisible hands and set down on his feet.  "Absolutely anything," she 
breathed.
	Gary swallowed hard.  "Well," he said, trying to find his voice, 
"would you, like, go to bed with me?"
	"Sure," answered Lisa.  "If that's all you want."
	"Wait," said Gary quickly, his mind suddenly going into overdrive 
at the potential possibilities.  "Could you make Gina Lancaster want to 
go to bed with me too?"
	"Who's Gina Lancaster?" Lisa asked.
	"Captain of the girl's gymnastics team at school," Wyatt answered.
"Gary's got the hots for her."
	"So, you want to screw this Gina Lancaster?" checked Lisa.
	Gary nodded.  "Oh yeah.  Seriously."
	"No problem," Lisa announced.  "I can make any girl in school want 
to fuck you.  Hell, I could make every girl in school want to fuck you."
	Gary's eyes lit up.  "Every girl?"
	Lisa nodded.  "Sure."
	Gary was about to answer when he caught himself.  "How about just 
all the good-looking girls in school.  I really don't want to do it with 
the bow-wows."
	"Still no problem."
	"Cool!" exclaimed the teenager.  "So, like, when can this happen?"
	"How soon can you get to Gina Lancaster's place?"
	 "Well, I kind of don't have any wheels, so I'd have to take the 
bus and..."
 	"No problem," said Lisa quickly.  "You're there."  She snapped
her fingers and Gary vanished.
	"Wow," marveled Wyatt.  "You really can do anything can't you?"
	"Absolutely," confirmed Lisa.  "Call me your very own PCgenie."
	"That's great," said the teenager with a smile.
	"So," asked the girl, putting her arm around Wyatt, "what would 
you like me to do for you?"
	"Um," gulped Wyatt.  "Well, maybe we could...."  His eyes drifted 
over toward his bed.
	Lisa followed the boy's gaze and then smiled warmly at him.  "You 
want to fuck me too?"
	"Well...  yeah....  I mean, if you don't mind...."
	"Hey, sounds good to me."  She pressed her lips against Wyatt's 
and started to give him a deep French kiss.  Slowly at first, then more
enthusiastically, the teenager responded, letting his tongue stroke and
duel with Lisa's.
	He felt light and giddy for a moment, then suddenly he realized 
that he was naked and laying beside Lisa on his bed.  Startled, he 
looked into the beautiful girl's smiling face.
	"No point in wasting time," said Lisa, giving him a pecking kiss 
on the lips. "Fuck me, Wyatt.  I want your cock inside me."
	Wyatt was too horny to reply.  All that came out of his mouth was 
a lusty croaking sound.
	He crawled between her eagerly splayed thighs and let himself down 
on her, his hairless chest crushing her big hot tits.  He began to stab
around with his stiff cock, then his rigid boner hit the mark, socking 
its way into her slick cunt,
and they moaned and writhed together.
	"Yessss, stick it into meeee," Lisa hissed.
	"Oh, man, it's hot in there," Wyatt moaned.
	He had not been prepared for the violent onslaught of sensations.  
She was so tight, so unbelievably tight!  And so responsive.
	The sharp stabs of pleasure began in his prick and traveled 
throughout his body.  His arms trembled and buckled, leaving him lying 
on top of her. Her erect nipples bored into his chest.
	"Lisa," he said meekly, "I think there's something you should 
know...."
	Lisa let out a gasp of disbelief.  "Whatever it is, I think it can
wait, Wyatt.  I want you to fuck me now.  Fuck me just as hard as you 
can."
	"I'm not really very experienced at his sort of thing," continued
Wyatt.  "I mean, it's not like I'm a virgin or anything...  well...  I
guess, not technically...."
	Lisa grabbed his face and held it in front of hers.  "Wyatt, I 
don't care if you're a fucking priest.  You wanted to fuck me, well, I'm 
on the bed, you've got your cock inside my cunt: I think I've met you 
more than half way.  Now, you either start to fuck me or I am going 
scream!"
	Obediently, Wyatt began to move in and out of her, slowly at 
first, then, as he got into the rhythm, with a quickening tempo.
	Lisa answered him with movements of her own.  Her hot cunt relaxed 
and contracted along the length of his cock.  She strained upwards, 
trying to cram every shuddering inch of his cock even deeper into her.  
Moving a little to increase the angle of his entry, she managed to force 
him farther into her.
 	He hit her womb, and she gurgled ecstatically and
soaked his cock with her sizzling juices.  Throwing her arms around him,
she eagerly jerked her hips. Wyatt responded just as eagerly.  He shoved
his hands under her churning ass, gripped it firmly, and began to piston
his steel-stiff cock inside her.
 	"Yes, Wyatt, give it to me," Lisa panted, "fuck my pussy good." 
	Wyatt almost shot his load in those first few seconds of their 
fucking, the gorgeous girl was getting him so excited.  Lisa seemed to 
have no inhibitions, and was just going for all the pleasure she could 
grab.  She seemed to love his fucking, and she wasn't shy about letting 
him know it, building his confidence. She was the bed partner of his 
dreams.
 	"Oooooo, Wyatt, that feels so good," she moaned, "it's so damned 
good."
 	"It sure does," Wyatt panted.  Lisa's cunt was like fire around 
his hammering prick, and her juices were gushing around his cockmeat, 
making his way slick and easy.
	Each time he thrust deep into her, she moaned in ecstasy and 
creamed again.  She was digging her fingers into his shoulders, and she 
was jerking her hips to his rhythm, fucking right back at him.  He 
couldn't believe how horny she was and he just hoped he could give her 
all the fucking she needed.
	"Ahhhhhh, that's it, really give it to me," she cried, "fuck me 
like a cheap whore!" Lisa took the teenager's pile-driving cock, wailing 
in ecstasy.  Molten cream overflowed her crammed pussy and gushed down 
her ass crack, puddling on the bed beneath her.  "Unnnhhhhh!  I'm going 
to come," she whimpered.
 	"Oh yeah," Wyatt groaned.  "Me too!"
	As the boy's lust mounted, he fucked harder and harder into the
beautiful girl's fiery-hot pussyhole, and their bodies slapped loudly
together.  His stiff cock was making an obscene sucking noise as it 
reamed the thick hot cream from her tightening cunt.  He could feel the 
muscular little tube gripping and sucking at his meat, as if trying to 
suction the jizz right out of his balls.  He knew he couldn't
hold out much longer against that delicious kind of stimulation.
	He had to try, though, because he wanted to take Lisa with him 
when he came.  He gritted his teeth and fucked into her like crazy, and 
the girl responded with a hoarse wail of ecstasy.  She arched her body 
sharply, rubbing her throbbing clit against his pistoning cockshaft.  
She creamed buckets, at least that was how it felt to Wyatt.  She was 
panting and moaning in his ear, her breathing ragged.
	"Ohhhhhhh, God, ohhhhh, here it comes," Lisa gasped, "ahhhhhhh,
yesss, I'm coming!"
	Her cunt clamped like a vise around his deeply-thrust prick.  
"Awwwwww, I'm coming, awwwww!" he roared.
	Wyatt's ass jerked with lightning speed as he hammered his molten 
load into Lisa's sucking cunt.  They writhed and moaned together, lost 
in ecstasy, for almost a full minute.  Even when they went still and 
gasping, Wyatt didn't pull his cock out of Lisa's smoldering pussyhole.  
She could feel it throbbing inside her as Wyatt looked at her, his eyes 
as hot and horny as before.
	"Let's fuck some more, Lisa," he begged hoarsely.
	"Yes, Wyatt," Lisa said huskily, "you can fuck me all you want,
whenever you want.  I love being fucked."
	Wyatt smiled, feeling cock jerking back to hardness inside her.  
She meant it, he realized.  He could fuck her all night, and she still
wouldn't get enough.  Maybe she'd never get enough -but he was sure
going to enjoy trying. 	Lisa gurgled with excitement as she felt Wyatt's
tireless teenaged cock swelling and growing inside her.  She soaked it
with a sizzling burst of cream as it crowded her narrow cunt tunnel.
	Wyatt started to push himself up, to begin a second round of 
fucking when, from downstairs, he heard the front door open and slam 
closed and a cold wave of fear washed over him.
	"Wyatt, what's wrong?" asked Lisa as she felt Wyatt's dick shrivel
inside her.
	"Oh, god," gasped Wyatt.  "It's Chet."
	"What's a Chet?" asked Lisa, perplexed at what could cause such a 
fear reaction in the boy.
	"Hey, dick-weed!" shouted a voice coming up the stairs.  "Where 
the fuck are you?"
	"It's my brother," responded Wyatt, a clear note of panic rising 
in his voice.  "And he's a real asshole!"
	"Hey, dick-head," the voice yelled from right outside the closed 
door to Wyatt's room, "You in there?"
	"Oh no!" screamed Wyatt.  "Oh shit!"


			         END  BYTE  ONE

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