Bob looked around the empty computer lab. He'd carefully picked a station in a far corner with easy sight of the door. That made sure nobody would get in without him seeing them before they saw what he was doing below his computer desk. It was almost midnight and raining out, so there was no chance of anyone but him being there anyway. But he still got nervous when he was looking at porn, so he took another look around. Satisfied that nobody had used ninja-like skill to sneak in unseen, he clicked on a link leading to a new gallery of pictures of Alexa, his favorite internet girl.

The college boy rubbed the bulge in his pants as he clicked on pictures of her showing off her huge breasts. “Yeah, Alexa. Rub those big tits for me. God, I love sluts like you.”

Bob unbuttoned his jeans and started to pull down the zipper, but a noise startled him. His hands flew back to an innocent pose at the keyboard as he looked toward the door.

Ashley walked in.

Time stopped as Bob took in how fucking gorgeous Ashley was. She had thick blonde hair, a tight little body, and the nicest round ass. Bob wasted a lot of time staring at her in their classes. If her tits weren't so small he'd fail those classes completely, since the rest of her body was movie star perfect. Right now she was soaked from the rain, making her thin pink t-shirt almost transparent and plastering it to her body. A red bra showed through easily. He loved the tight outfits she always wore and the way they showed off her body.

Not that she ever appreciated him noticing. Like every other girl, she thought she was too good for him. He knew she thought he was a pervert, but he didn't care. If being a pervert meant staring at her hot body all the time, he was honest enough to admit he loved being a pervert. Of course, she wasn't nearly as honest, she wore the tightest clothes on the planet and then acted like she wasn't looking to get laid. Bob wished she'd be honest about what a slut she really was. Holding back her inner slut must be stressful.

Bob realized his pants were half opened and panicked at the thought that she'd come to the back row and see. Fortunately, she turned as soon as she entered the lab and sat in the first computer station. She hadn't even noticed him, but he had a perfect line of sight at her. Bob pulled out his cock and gleefully smiled as he leered at Ashley.

Ashley wrung as much water out of her hair and clothes as possible, then pulled an iPod out of her bag. After finding the music she wanted, she pulled out a pink cell phone and punched in a number. She took one of the iPod's earpieces out of her ear to free it up for the phone. She didn't notice Bob watching her while he slowly jerked himself.

“Hey baby,” said Ashley, “I wish you didn't have that away game tonight, Drew. I miss you so much.”

“Ha!” laughed Bob, quickly realized he'd laughed out loud. Luckily, Ashley didn't hear him over her music. He went back to jerking and said, “Aw, poor little thing misses her nightly fucking from the basketball stud. If I was your boyfriend, I'd quit the basketball team so I'd have more time to stick it in you!”

Bob got angry thinking about how that would never happen. Girls were uppity bitches around him, though they had no problem slutting it up for the jocks. He jerked his cock angrily as he thought about bending Ashley over her computer desk and taking her from behind.

“Am I wet?” asked Ashley into her phone. “Yeah, it started raining on the way over here. I really shouldn't have left this graphics project until the night before it's due. How did you know I was wet? Oh! That kind of wet! You perv! No, but you're getting me there. I really miss you.”

Ashley turned in her seat, not enough to see Bob, but enough so he could peak around his computer and get a good side view of her. He loved looking at her.

A popup ad appeared on Bob's computer screen, making a little 'bong' noise. It said, “Would you like power?” He ignored it and went back to peeking at Ashley and masturbating.

“Oh Drew, we can't!” The blonde girl giggled, as if embarrassed by something naughty. “Why not? Because you're on a bus and I'm in the computer lab. Yeah, I'm alone, but still, that's indecent!”

Bob figured out that her boyfriend was suggesting phone sex. Her jerked harder and his head rolled back in ecstasy, but he quickly righted it. He knew he'd never again get the chance to watch a girl masturbate during phone sex, so he couldn't miss any of it. Another popup ad bonged, this one saying, “Really Bob, would you like power?” Bob thought it was odd that they'd worked his name into the ad. Spam was way too sophisticated these days. He went back to ogling Ashley.

The pretty blonde's eyes were closed now. She looked excited, but unwilling to go further. “No, baby. I mean... I'd like to, but not right now.”

Bob started sweating as his hand flew up and down his cock. Another bong from the computer almost distracted him, but he kept his focus. He glanced at her soaked shirt and said, “Damn, too bad she doesn't have some big titties. Waste of a good wet t-shirt.”

Then he rolled his head spasticly and turned toward the monitor. The latest message read, “Bob, would you like power over Ashley?” It had a picture of Ashley. The picture showed a close up of her in the drenched pink t-shirt with her eyes closed.

Bob bolted upright and looked around. He and Ashley were alone in the computer lab. The room was in the center of the building, so it didn't have windows, which was why he always used this lab.

He took another look at the picture in the popup and then looked back at Ashley. The angle of the pic was from her computer monitor.

Another ad bonged onto the screen. “Here's your chance, Bob. Text message this number with any changes you want to make to Ashley.”

Bob couldn't figure it out. He glanced back to Ashley, but couldn't see anything odd. Could someone have hidden a webcam? Had they hacked into his computer? He looked at her pretty face, with her slender nose and high cheekbones. He admired her long, gorgeous hair plastered against her tight body. He even liked her delicate hands, which hung near her crotch, as if barely able to resist her boyfriend's wonderfully lewd offer.

Bob glanced at the text message number in the popup ad. “This can't be real.”

Another ad appeared. “It's real! No payment necessary, we feed off of your desires! Text the number for any changes you want to make to her. Have fun!”

“Fuck it,” said Bob, pulling out his cell phone. “If this is some prank, they've already got a camera in here somewhere. If they've seen me jacking it, I've got nothing to lose.”

Filled with an optimism that seemed crazy to him, the young pervert wrote out a text message.

she agrees to the phone sex

Ashley opened her eyes, but looked more aroused than before. “Well, okay. I'll do it for you.”

“Holy crap,” Bob whispered excitedly. “The slut's doing it!” He watched as she opened her pants and slipped her hand inside. Her breathing picked up as she penetrated herself, making Bob jerk harder than ever.

“Mmm, that feels good,” said Ashley as her eyes fluttered closed again. “Are you imagining yourself inside me? Oh, I love it when you do that. Yes... Yes... Yes!”

Bob noticed that the 'yes's were fairly evenly spaced apart. He waited for the right moment and said, “You wanted to finger yourself all along, didn't you, Ashley?”

“Yes!”

“Are you a total whore?”

“Yes!”

“You just wear those tight outfits to tease guys, right Ashley?”

“Yes!”

“Are you gonna suck my cock like a good little slut?!”

“YES!”

Bob could barely keep from bursting. This was too good to be true. Was it just a weird coincidence that she had started the phone sex after he sent the text message? The popup ad had said he could make 'any' change to her, so maybe he could test that. He reluctantly let go of his cock long enough to type another text

huge breasts

Instantly Ashley's breasts started to grow. Bob's jaw dropped and his hand automatically went back to his cock as he watched her tits get bigger and bigger. Amazingly, the blonde girl didn't notice, she just kept moaning into the cell phone she held in one hand while pawing at herself with the other hand. Bob's mind was completely blown when he realized her red bra was growing with her breasts, though her wet, pink t-shirt just stretched out over the growing breasts.

Ashley's breasts stopped expanding when they reached the cantaloupe size. Bob quickly typed a new message to make her nipples super sensitive. He put down the phone and began jerking again as he watched her move. She pinched her phone between her head and her shoulder, then moved her newly freed hand down to one of her big tits and started rubbing it through the thin shirt.

“Oh Drew!” Ashley half-moaned, half-yelled. “Pinch my big tits! Yeah, I know you like that! Fuck me with that big cock! Oh, I love your cock so much. It's so huge, I can still feel you from last night. Fuck me with that big cock, baby! Fuck me!”

The blonde girl pawed at herself wildly as Bob jerked his cock. Her overworked bra couldn't keep her huge breasts from bouncing with her jerking body, driving Bob wild. Ashley arched her back and went stiff, breathing in sharply as she came. Bob grabbed a paper towel he'd brought with him to the computer lab and poured his jism into it. It was the best orgasm of his life, the best moment of his life.

“Mmmm, that was so good,” said Ashley. “But I've really got to get this graphics project done. I love you. See you tomorrow.”

She hung up the phone and straightened herself out as Bob watched with a leering grin. He cleaned himself up and put everything away, including his cell phone. He needed some time to work out exactly what he wanted to do to her. With the shitty way she'd always ignored him, she deserved something special. By an hour later when she left, having never bothered to check if anyone else was lurking in the computer lab late at night, Bob had figured out what he wanted to do. It would take a couple days to pull it all off, but he knew the end result would be sweeter for the journey.

Bob stared at the classroom door. He tapped his fingers on his desk and bit his bottom lip in anticipation.

Professor Turner walked in. “Wow. You've never been the first one here before, Bob.”

“Yeah, well...” Bob smiled. “I've actually been here a few minutes. I'm really looking forward to this class!”

The professor gave him an odd look, then shrugged and went to his desk.

A figure snapped Bob's attention back to the door, but it was just Emily. She was okay, brown hair and a slender build. But she was nowhere near as hot as Ashley, especially after the new breasts he'd given the blonde girl.

Bob smacked his forehead as he got an idea that should have been obvious. He pulled out his cell phone and typed out a text message to the mysterious number.

smaller nose on Emily

Nothing happened.

He tried a few other things, but they all failed. Apparently it only worked on Ashley. This completely messed up his plans, he needed to change a lot more people.

Drew walked in and Bob fumed. This was the main guy Bob had wanted to mess with.

The tall basketball player walked over to Emily's desk and held out a couple of folders. “Hi, Emily. Thanks a ton for your notes from last class, I glanced over them this morning. I've also got the notes for that chem class you missed last week.

Bob's face screwed up in anger. He hated the way Drew played Mr. Nice Guy to everyone. He hated the way Emily practically kissed his feet over some chemistry notes. There's no way notes from the moron could be any good, she just wanted to suck his basketball player cock. Every girl did. Bob wanted to take all that away from Drew, but the fact that the magic text message number didn't work on anyone but Ashley ruined that.

Then Ashley walked in and Bob's anger fell away. She wore tight black jeans and an even tighter white t-shirt. As she walked across the room, big tits swaying with every step, he thought that maybe he didn't have to directly change Drew to get the big guy. Taking Drew's slut away could be enough.

Ashley walked right by Bob without a glance and kissed Drew on the cheek. “Hi baby! Two days without you felt like forever. Did you miss me?”

“Oh, hell yeah!” Drew put his arms around his girlfriend. “That bus ride was so damn long. The only thing that made it bearable was calling you.”

Emily watched with an adoring smile as the young lovers held each other. “Awww! You guys are so cute! I'm a thousand shades of jealous!”

“You should be!” said Ashley as she ran her hands over Drew's chest.

Bob felt like puking at the syrupy display. A girl that hot should cut the cutesy-poo crap and just fuck every hour of the day. Then he looked down at his phone and his mood lightened again. He typed a quick message.

she's horny right now

Ashley started to squirm in Drew's arms. She held him closer and the hug became less sweet and more needful. Ashley looked up at Drew with her bright hazel eyes and said, “You know, we don't have to stay for class. There are lots of empty classrooms we could explore.”

Drew rolled his eyes with good humor. “Damn! Well...” He struggled with the offer. “No. God, you know I want to, but I have to attend a few classes, right?”

Just as Ashley was about to argue, Professor Turner said, “All right, time to get started, everyone. Please be seated.”

Bob didn't learn anything that hour. He spent the whole class staring at Ashley. She noticed him staring once, but just rolled her eyes and went back to taking notes. Bob noticed that she didn't take as many notes as usual, her hands often slipped between her legs, then back up again as she resisted her urges.

The class went by incredibly slowly, with Bob wanting to jerk off every minute of it. Watching Ashley try to hold in her horniness drove him crazy. He didn't even mind when Ashley reached across the aisle and held Drew's hand for the second that Professor Turner wasn't looking. Usually that made him sick, but now it just made him imagine Ashley's hand wrapped around his cock.

As soon as class ended Bob ran back to his tiny apartment and masturbated. It felt incredible, but once he was done his mind cleared and he realized he'd been wrong. Just stealing Ashley wouldn't be enough to rub it in that prick Drew's face. He'd have to think of some way to torture lover-boy.

After lunch Bob set out for the campus park, a pathetically tiny bit of green with a few benches. He pulled out his cell phone and typed out a text message while he walked.

she goes to the park with her boyfriend right now

Bob kept going until he reached the park, where he found Drew and Ashley cuddling on a bench. He walked up to them and said, “Hi Drew, hi Ashley,” to Ashley's breasts.

“Oh. Hi Bob,” said Drew.

Bob's kept staring at Ashley's huge chest.

The blonde girl curled her lip nastily. “See anything you like, Bob?”

“Yeah, I see a couple things I'd like to suck!”

“Oh come on!” yelled Drew. “That ain't right, dude!”

“Yeah, I know, it isn't right. I don't want to suck on them as much as I want to fuck 'em and let her suck on the head of my cock with those luscious lips!”

All six and a half feet of Drew leaped to his feet. “Please get out of here, Bob! Please, just go!”

“Or what, you'll say 'please' again?”

Drew puffed out his chest, holding back his anger.

Bob laughed, then stole another glance at Ashley's heaving chest and walked away. He felt like a rock star! He'd always thought stuff like that, but saying it out loud was better than he could believe. Everyone should let their inhibitions out!

Bob walked out of the park, waited a few minutes, then walked back and hid behind a tree. He could see them pretty well, but couldn't hear anything. He lowered his hand to his crotch as Ashley put her hand on Drew's thigh. Bob knew the park was too crowded to whip his cock out, but he desperately wanted to. She was so fucking hot, he couldn't help rubbing his straining meat through his jeans.

Bob's phone beeped. He had gotten a text message. “Enjoying seeing the changes you've made to Ashley? Great news! Now you can listen, too! Just text 'listen' to this number, any time!”

With the weird shit he'd been able to do already, Bob didn't doubt the message for a moment. He sent the 'listen' text and held the phone to his ear.

“-go to a movie tonight?” asked Drew.

Bob looked around for microphones or anything that could be transmitting this, then just accepted that it was magic.

“Nah, I just want to stay in with my big, tough hero,” said Ashley. “Thank you for defending me from that pervert.”

“No problem. I don't know what's with Bob. Who acts like that?”

“Who cares, he's just a creep,” said Ashley. “You know, the way you defended me got me really excited.” From a distance, Bob could just barely make out her hand sliding between Drew's legs and up to his crotch. “I can see it got you excited, too!”

Bob's teeth ground together as the two began to kiss. Drew didn't deserve her. A real man wouldn't cuddle in the park and kiss a girl as hot as her. He'd drag her back to home and fuck her brains out. It choked Bob with anger that he couldn't do anything directly to Drew.

Then Bob realized that he'd missed something. He couldn't do anything directly to Drew, but he'd already done something indirectly. His last text message had been about Ashley going to the park with her boyfriend. That had been about her, but it affected Drew also. He could mess with Drew, he just had to write the changes so they were changes to Ashley's life.

Bob glanced at the couple again. Ashley's hand hadn't moved from her boyfriend's crotch as they kissed. Bob typed out a message.

Ashley becomes disappointed now as her boyfriend's cock goes limp and he can't get it back up, though he's super horny

“Huh?” said Ashley through the phone. “Uh, what happened to your little guy?”

“What?” said Drew. “Oh, uh... I don't know.”

Ashley stroked his hair. “I didn't suddenly become hideous, did I?”

“Hell no!” said Drew. Bob loved the frustrated lust that had crept into Drew's voice. “I just... Let's go back to my room. I'm sure it'll be back up again by then.”

Bob watched the couple kiss and leave the park. He laughed all the way back to his room, loving the thought of all the crap he was about to put Drew though.

Later that afternoon, Bob again arrived early for class. One of Bob's greatest joys in life was the fact that he and Ashley were both seniors in the same major. That made them have almost all the same classes together.

Ashley came in and immediately pulled Emily into the back corner of the room. Bob couldn't hear them chatting, but at first he didn't mind. Just being able to watch Ashley move in those tight clothes was enough. Bob couldn't believe that someone slutty enough to dress like that would restrict herself to only fucking a douche like Drew. Ashley turned, allowing him to ogle her lush, round ass.

After several minutes of studying every bit of that ass, Bob got curious about the conversation with Emily. He pulled out his phone, typed out a “listen” text, and sat back to enjoy the view some more.

“Did it get any better?” asked Emily.

“No!” Ashley sounded concerned. “I mean, at first Drew said he didn't mind that he couldn't, you know, get it up.”

Jackpot! Bob got to hear all the wonderful details about the failure he'd set Drew up for.

Ashley continued. “He's so wonderful, he said he could just satisfy me.”

“How?” asked Emily with a quaver in her voice.

“He went, you know, south of the border.” The two girls giggled. “That was awesome, he's sooo good at it. But then an hour later we tried again and he still couldn't get it up. And he was horny, too! He said he was desperate for a good fuck! But... no go.”

“Well, maybe there's something else,” said Emily hesitantly. “Maybe, I don't know, he needs something to