Mark typed into the computer and Merry pulled up a spare couple of milk crates and put a pillow on top. Then she wrapped a blanket around herself and joined in her lover's fun.

"First thing we had to do is control mother." Joanne appeared on the Digital Morpher. She was just coming back from lunch.

"Tell her she must obey all your orders, slavishly. And then add she must serve you to the best of her ability. That woman will try to break any agreement. And no backtalk, she always had to have the last word." Merry advised.

"Wow. You really do remember my family."

He typed in Merry's words into his computer. SEND.

Mark yelled, "Mom! Come here!"

Merry added. "Tell her to bring a robe. I'm cold."

"And be sure to bring your good bathrobe!"

"Here it is, Mark. Why do you want..omigawd? Aguello?"

"Shut up, mother."

Her jaw snapped shut. The new lady of the house snatched the robe from the stunned woman's hand and tied it on. "I think she's still too independent."

"I agree."

<Joanne will happily obey every work from her beloved son's, lips. She will wait on him and try to anticipate his every need. You will live to make him happy. When he is around, Mark is the master, Joanne is the slave.>

"Wait. Lover, you changed the person from third to second, from 'she' to 'you.' This is very important."

"Okay."

<Joanne York will happily obey every work from beloved son's, lips. She will wait on him and try to anticipate his every need. She lives to make him happy. When he is around, Mark is the master, Joanne is the slave.> Merry nodded. SEND

Wunderbitch prostrated herself before her new master. "How else may I please my lord and master?"

Merry raised one eyebrow. "That's better. You will treat my man the way he deserves from now on, won't you?"

"I've always dreamed of doing so."

"Mother stand up and strip naked."

With a smile on her face, she did so. "What do you think, Merry?" Asked Mark

"Still pretty, but I think you deserve prettier." Merry shared her man's satisfaction.

Merry circled the mother and made suggestions while Mark typed them in. They reduced her physical age, got rid of all the cellulite and varicose veins. She would no longer have to shave her pits, legs or pubes. They lifted her butt and her tits. Though they made her hair fuller, less frizzy, they kept the streaks of gray that made her look mature. They fixed her eyes so she only needed reading glasses and increased her health and fitness.

"She had nice legs when she was younger." Merry complimented.

"Did dad like those legs, Joanne?"

"Yes, but he liked my ass better. It is my favorite too."

"I bet it is. I saw you ass-fucking yourself. Bend over, let's see."

The slave promptly turned her back on her master and grabbed her ankles.

"Does this shock you, Merry?"

"No, a few of my girlfriends like it. But it's not my cup of tea. Go ahead though, if you want."

"Really?"

"Whatever makes you happy, love. I think it might solve a lot of issues. "

Then they heard the garage door open. Suzanne usually arrived home first. "Mom, get dressed and greet Suzanne like normal. I order you to act like your old self around other people, got it?"

Joanne pouted, deprived of her sex act, "Yes, master." And began to dress.

"I guess I better get dressed too. First a shower though, Suzanne won't mind me around, will she?"

"She'll be all right with everything in few minutes and Elizabeth too. Use the master bath, it's nicer."

"Good. See you in a few minutes." Merry pecked him on the lips and left to find the shower.

Mark dressed in shorts and T-shirt and headed downstairs a little while after Joanne. "Hey Mark. Mom says we have a guest for dinner."

"Yeah. Miss Arguello stopped by to see how I was doing."

"You know, I was going to go out tonight, but I think I will stay in."

"Thanks, Sis. Mom, here's the shopping list." Mark slipped her a piece of paper. "Better get going."

"Off I go!" Joanne practically leapt to obey.

"Why is she so damn perky?"

"Got me." Mark smiled at the pun.

After that last, disappointing night, Suzanne didn't try any more moves on Mark. However, when Merry came downstairs, Suzanne treated her with great deference. Elizabeth, having cut basketball practice, arrived shortly there after and acted even more deferentially, if that was possible.

When mother came home, all three were sitting in the living room, sharing beers. The sisters cheered when mom plunked a case of microbrews in front of the big screen TV. At Mark's suggestion, Elizabeth and Suzanne placed them in a cooler to keep them cold and handy for all. By then mother's hamburger buffet was ready and all five feasted.

It couldn't last. Mom, Elizabeth and Suzanne started bitching at each other, sometimes about Mark, sometimes about their weight, sometimes about an "asshole" teacher. It was true; love did not change people. But Master PC could. Mark shared a sour expression with Merry. "Love" obviously meant different things to different people. These women would be bitches, as long as they were human.

With a nod to Merry, "Watch this." Mark spoke the magic words. "Elf, elf, elf."

Like robots, Elizabeth and Suzanne stood. Remotely, they disrobed, leaving the clothes in a heap.

Then, before their eyes, Elizabeth and Suzanne metamorphosed into something, someone....different. Their bodies grew taller, more lithe. Like gels had been changed on their spotlights, their skin became smoother and attained the hue of rosy cream; their legs lost their any knobbiness and turned into elegant ivory pins. Their fingers and feet sprouted long and slender phalanges. Elizabeth's tits ballooned. Suzanne's ass shrunk. Both their waists cinched and muscles became more noticeable. Their hair fluxed into ash-blonde and flowed to their ankles. Their iris's shimmered into violet and green then achieved and almond shape, like they were always smiling. Their ears molded like clay invisible hands, until they were long and oval, like a laurel leaf.

They had been transformed into elf maidens.

Cat-like, they pounced to Marks feet. Their expressions contained glee and...promise? "Make love to us, Lord." Suzanne asked. Elizabeth just giggled.

"Elizabeth? Suzanne?"

Both pouted beautifully. "We hate those names."

"Call me, Becky." Becky pawed at his shorts like a cat that knew where the catnip was stored.

"Call me, Suzy." Suzy swayed her shoulders, rubbing her tits against his calf.

Mark looked at his mother. Still in the thrall of his command that she loved to watch her son fuck other women, she was clawing the lounge chair in lust.

"What do you think, Mother?"

"Oh, do them son, do them both!"

"My, Mark, this certainly IS a change." Merry had been programmed to be accepting and supportive but this was stretching it. "What did you do to them?" Everyone, except his mother, waited for an explanation. Being the type of woman who only cared about getting what she wanted, Joanne just wanted her entertainment to start.

"You gave me the idea. You said that as long as they were human, they'd have those problems. Well, I made them into elves."

"Shidhe please, my lord." Becky and Suzy appeared insulted.

"Excuse me?"

"Shidhe (pronounced Shee). That's out name. We don't like...that other word. It makes fun of our ears." Both touched their lobes self-consciously.

Mark was having fun. "I beg your pardon. How rude of me. Shidhe."

"We grant thee pardon, lord." They two girls giggled and perked right up.

"See? They've already forgiven me. Would the old girls do that?"

"Oh no, lord." Becky piped in. "I can feel her mind now, like a nest of snakes. She holds grudges like a barnacled stone."

"Will you ever change them back?" Merry hoped this might be just temporary. This has gone way beyond a little attitude adjustment and breast size. Now Mark had tampered with the nature of things. Her instinct was warning her that this was a bad thing, a very bad thing.

The two ethereal beauties immediately ground their faces into the carpet and wailed. "Please don't, lord!" "We love you, lord." "We will serve you wee, lord." "I see things and know things now that my old self would never know, please of please do not send me back to that awful place."

"I won't send you back." Mark thought he might have to someday, but right now he wanted them to shut up. "But you will resume your normal lives by day and keep this a secret. Go it?"

"Thank you, thank you thank you" The two unearthly girls buried his feet and legs in kisses. Mark felt their silky hair brush his shins, he leaned his head back, enjoying the sensation. When he leaned forward again, his shorts had somehow been removed.

The two young blonde Shidhe sisters shared their brother's twelve in long cock complimenting their lord and master as they did so. "Mmmm, smack! Our lord is so big." "Mmmm, lick! Our lord has the handsomest most powerful maiden-spear in the realm."

Joanne was twisting on the lounge chair. "Please Mark, let me do something."

"Very well I release thee." Mark tossed her a dismissive gesture.

Joanne tore off her clothes like they were on fire. She plunged one hand in her pussy and pinched her nipple with the other.

"Our lord is masterful, Becky"

"And....mmmmm...merciful, Suzy"

Mark was really enjoying this. He new shaft twitched with every lick of their delicate, pointy tongues.

Merry was bored and little disturbed. "I guess you have enough attention." She made like she was about to get up and leave.

Suzy's eye's flicked up at Mark. He made a quick jerk of his head in Merry's direction. Instantly, Suzy's mood changed from rapture to suppliant.

Suzy leaned her arms on the sofa to either of Merry. "Please don't go, mistress."

"Mark, what did you do?"

"I programmed them to love you too. Couldn't you tell when you came downstairs?"

"I do love you, mistress. And I can now sense what a wonderful, sweet, kind and beautiful woman you are. Let me show you how much I love you, please?"

"I am sorry, Mark. But I just do not like that sort of thing." Merry made to get up again. Mark panicked. He didn't think everything through. He was so in love with her that if she left now, and took her approval with her, it would ruin everything.

Suzy read her lord's feelings immediately. Gently, she did not let Merry get up. She leaned in close to the Filipina's ear and held up a hand to Mark that signaled, "Wait. I'll take care of this."

"Before you go, mistress, please tell me. Do I smell all right?"

Reflexively, Merry sniffed. Then she paused, then breathed in deeply and continued to do so. "Yes. It's like the islands. I smell the forest and the sea. How?.."

Suzy rubbed her cheek against Merry. "And my skin. Does it remind you of something?"

Merry closed her eyes, giving full attention to her sense of touch, "Yes. It's the orchid petals Lola used to tickle me with."

With her right hand, Suzy took up a small sheaf of her hair and brushed the nape of Merry's neck. "And what does this remind you of?" The Fey girl then commenced to whisper "Shhhhhhh." in Merry's ears.

"It's the monsoon, so cool and refreshing, such a relief. Oh, I feel the rain on my bare skin."

Suzy leaned back, then flung the rest of her locks over Merry's bare, shoulders. Somehow, she had unbuttoned Merry's shirt and slipped it down. Slowly, gently, she pressed her tits onto Merry's and moved her aroused nipples in circlets around her areolas. All the while, keeping up the gentle "Shhhhhh" serenade.

Merry was lost. "So soft, so soft, so cool, so good...oooo."

Mark watched Suzy descend on Merry's open mouth. Surrendering completely, Merry used both hands her grasp her new lover's head. Merry's hair fell, curtaining both their faces from his view. But the sounds of pleasure emanating within told him both were having a good time. Merry began rubbing back with her chest.

A tickle at his head got his attention. Becky was sucking on his dickhead like it was a ripe plum. Her hair parted in the middle and flowed to either side of her face, like a slit waterfall of dawnlight. Sensing her master's gaze, her eyes flicked open. Blue-green opals looked up at him through eyelashes thicker and longer than any mortals did. Her strands tickled his thighs. He was in bliss. He looked to Merry, next to him on the sofa.

Suzy's hair now hung over Merry's thighs. Merry's head tilted back and her back arched as the fey introduced her to the pleasures of cunninlingus. Mark stretched out his left hand and took Merry's. She clenched his palm, with her right hand and pinched a nipple with her left.

Drunk with lust, Merry turned her head and let her jaw fall slack to meet Mark's mouth. While the two lovers' tongues embraced, their loins burned. Merry's pussy was a steamy chaldron of want, Mark was pillar of iron.

Becky ended her supplication and slowly pulled Mark down to the floor. He gave only token resistance, leaning towards his lover as the fey wench gently pushed his shoulders to the floor and nibbled on his neck and chest, golden locks caressing his every nerve.

In a courtly manner, Suzy took Merry up by her hand and guided her to step over Mark and Becky. For a moment, merry appreciated the sight of the fair maid's womanly shape prostrate over man. However, his veined, swollen cock wanted for attention. "Oooo. My lover. I want you. I want you inside me, Mark."

He responded to his mate's call. "I want to be inside you, Merry. I want it so bad."

Merry, legs splayed out and steadied by Suzy, slowly bent at her knees. She wrapped his phallus in her right hand. "Oooo. So big so beautiful...."

"You know where it goes, baby. You know where it's meant to be." Becky slid aside.

"Yes, inside me. Inside my hot cunt, so hot so wet..." Slowly, she impaled herself on the obelisk. "You feel so good inside me, baby. You fill me up. I love you so much." The she leaned forward. Her breasts mashed against her chest. Her lips met his and opened wide.

Mark jerked his groin up and down. Merry, rocked back in response. Her sex slurped as it moved over its counterpart. His balls slapped against her loins. Still, their mouths never lost their lock on each other. They were sharing juices, heat, breath, everything. Marc felt it first, the burning call to create life. He broke the kiss to speak.

"I'm cumming baby. I am cumming inside you."

Merry threw her body back. Her arms were slack, eyes closed, concentrating on the sexual current coursing up from her nether regions. Becky and Suzy descend on her tits, sucking them with fervor. Merry gripped the backs of their heads, not letting them go.

"Here I come, baby."

"Oh, come in me baby, come inside my hot pussy. Fill me, come inside me, feels so good, so hot, so good so sweet." Marry convulsed like a freshly hooked worm and that brought Mark off. He fountained inside her like a geyser.

When their sexquake subsided. The two kept the bond held each other. Suzy and Becky kissed Merry's back and caressed her with their hands and hair. Both whispered sweet nothings in their master's ears.

Mark was thirsty. The sex had taken a lot out of him. Becky got herself under Merry's pussy and sucked her lord's seed from her oozing pussy. While Merry enjoyed licking the semen from Mark, her new favorite post-coital activity. He asked Suzy to get him a drink. She handed him fine red wine in an engraved silver goblet. "Where did that come from?"

Suzy grinned. From the tun, my lord." The beer cooler had been changed into and ornate silver tub. It was filled with cool water and weighted ewers of wine floated within.

"What happened to the cooler?"

"It is still there, my lord. But won't you try the wine?"

Mark sipped. "It is delicious. How did you do that?"

It turned out that the cooler was still there but fairy illusions had caused the lager to be seen, heard and even tasted as the finest red wine. Mark was curious. "What else can you do?"

Just like a stop action film, a tropical forest seemed to grow around them. The sofa appeared to be a soft bed of moss with vines of jasmine blooming overhead. Even the tweeting of tropical birds could be heard in the background.

"Fantastic!" Enthusiastically, Marc dragged Merry to the bower and made love to her for what seemed like forever. But all good things must come to an end, or at least a rest.

Joanne insisted the two take the master bedroom.