Title: Master PC--The Ornithologist, Part II
Author: bobwhite
Summary: Rob undergoes changes, and then his family follow suit.
Keywords: MF inc mc

Master PC--The Ornithologist, Part II

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*Rob*

Rob stopped at his favorite bar for a couple of drinks on his way
home. It had been a tense day; he had spent much of it reviewing his
report of potential abuse at a lab he had personally inspected. They
were unsure if they'd dispute the findings, which was what he was
pretty much expecting to hear.

He took his normal seat at the bar and asked for a boilermaker. He saw
his friend Julian there, too--which was a bit unusual.

"Every time I see you, you've had too many drinks! Were you born
blitzed, or do you have to work at it?" Rob asked his friend with a
tinge of sarcasm in his voice. Julian smiled, indicating he got the
joke--in actuality, he rarely drank more than a few beers--so Rob
ventured, "so, how much fun did you have today, what with all those
adventures you have in banking--tons, as usual?"

"Almost as much fun as listening to my 8-year-old practice violin
concertos on a banjo," he said with a very slight slur in his voice.
They talked for about half an hour or so before Rob suddenly realized
he had to leave. After making his friend promise to call a cab (or his
son Alan) to get a ride home, he went home and headed straight into
his den for his standard hour of relaxation. Internet relaxation, that
is.

He had only a few emails from work. The first was spam for penis
and/or breast enlargement, and all he had to do was type a credit card
number in the subject line of a reply message.

"Yeah," he said out loud. "Like you can just type something into a
computer and get a bigger dick or a nice set of titties." Rolling his
eyes at the sheer idiocy of the idea, and feeling a little insulted
that someone even put it forth in the first place (much less the
legions of followers who used the same basic premise to fill
cyberspace with such nonsense), he deleted the spam and went to the
second message.

It was an email from some a law group called Oliver, Forsythe Jr.,
Parzons, Archibael, and Bryant--the rinky-dink firm that represented
the lab he had inspected last week. They were disputing his findings
after all, and it only took about 10 paragraphs (each one about a page
long, it seemed) of gobbledygook to make that one point. "Wonderful,"
he sighed as he forwarded it to his office email account.

The third and last one came up--a slideshow from Michelle about game
birds, or something. He downloaded it, and suddenly, he had an urge to
run the program that had been saved--he was not even curious about the
slideshow anymore. After several minutes, a large program window
appeared, containing several smaller windows (with strange titles like
"3D Model," "Edit Physical Attributes..." and the like). A message box
popped up, which had a somewhat cryptic message.

     *Welcome to Master PC!*

     *Welcome to the Master Command Center... where the Master allows
you to become a virtual god to the people around you. Now, you possess
the power to bend their reality to your specifications. You are the
Master's representative.*

     *Hit <Enter> to go to Master PC. Since this is the first time
you've run the program, press <Y> to install a basic tutorial directly
into your brain.*

He hit the "Y" key, thinking this was some kind of elaborate joke. As
he felt a very basic knowledge of the program materialize out of
nowhere, though, he began to sense that he had been given a rather
unique gift. He also began to realize that he was somewhat hornier
than usual, and since his daughter and step-daughter were gone, maybe
this would be a good time to try out the program.

First, he made some... personal changes. He brought up his profile,
and began to explore the various windows. Some lines in his
personality profile were hidden and password-protected--so he ignored
those, figuring whatever was there was something he'd lived with for
awhile.

Moving to his physical profile, he got rid of some of his body fat,
bulked up his muscles just a little, and--in response to his
increasing arousal--increased the size of his dick to about 9 inches,
and he gave himself total control of his erection and orgasm.
Suddenly, his clothes felt very tight. 'Should have done that naked,'
he thought as he carefully took off his now-ill-fitting suit. He
rubbed his hands over his six-pack abs to make sure they were really
there.

His dick responded to his touch, too--and it was huge. Looking down at
the screen, he noticed his 3D model spinning--and it was now naked.
"Handy," he said as he realized that he could watch someone being
changed if he was not there to see it himself.

Then, he noticed a geographical command window. Being a sucker for a
nice, smooth pussy (which was about the only thing he was able to
think about at the moment, besides the program), he instituted a
command that any female in his house would loose all of the hair below
their necks permanently. It wasn't until after he hit <Execute> that
he realized this would affect his daughter and stepdaughter.

For some reason, though, it didn't matter.

His dick was definitely hard now, and he needed something to calm it
down--his wife was home, so he decided to start his weekend of fun
(somehow, he knew he was in for a wild weekend) with someone he knew
well. First, he had her take a shower to wash off any dirt she'd
accumulated while gardening, not to mention the unsightly body hair.
While she was in there, more changes would take place.

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*Sofia*

Even though she wasn't done weeding the tomatoes, Sofia suddenly felt
extremely dirty. She would have to take a shower, and now. So, she got
up and almost ran into the bathroom connected to the master bedroom.
Once naked, she turned the on the water and began to lather-up.

She didn't even notice the hair falling away from her pubic mound, but
she quickly became aware of a few other changes. As her hands rubbed
the soap all over her body, she noticed that the moles she had were
fading away. When she soaped up her ass, she actually felt it round
out a little--it'd always been a little flat, but it was not now. And,
rubbing her slippery hands over her new buns was actually turning her
on a little.

For reasons she couldn't explain, she had a desire to slide a soapy
finger down her backside to tease her rosebud. Figuring no one would
ever know, she reached back, ran her finger down her new ass, and
started teasing the virgin hole by rubbing it gently--and the
sensation from just that little bit of stimulation made her knees
buckle as she came!

Still wondering what was happening, she felt her chest getting
heavier. Looking down, she saw them swelling. "What the fuck is going
on?" she asked herself as she reached up to hold them, in a vain
effort to control what was happening to her body. When her hands
reached her tits, though, she began to knead them as they grew. "Mmmm,
that feels sooo... OH!" she yelped as she pinched her nipples, and
felt the exact same sensation in her clit at the same time.

She grunted and moaned as she changed from gentle breast massage to
digital nipple torture--feeling the same sensations in her cunt at the
same time quickly brought her over again, and she came hard. After a
few more minutes, she was on all fours, with one finger up her pussy
and another toying with her ass--and when she came for the sixth time
in the shower, she finally got the strength to stand up, rinse her new
body off, and find her husband.

"I'm going to fuck him till he can't see straight," she said as she
walked to his den, naked and wet.

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Rob was proud of himself. Already, he had learned how to tie
sensations to other parts of the body, how to alter the body, and how
to affect the thought process. He'd made her shower, and tied the
sensations of her asshole, clit, and nipples together. When Sofia came
into the den, her wet, curly, black hair cascading over her new tits,
he stood up and turned around--he was already naked and sporting a
huge hard-on.

He gawked at the sex goddess in front of him as she played with her
clitty; she was obviously very horny. "Hi, honey," he said, stroking
his member as his "new" wife came into the room. "I'm home. What's for
dinn..." was all he got out before she was on him, knocking him onto
the floor, and kissing him madly. As she kissed him, she ground her
hips on his crotch until his cock slipped almost effortlessly between
her hairless, wet lips.

"Oooooh, yeah, mmmmmmmmm, is that a monster on your groin, or are you
just happy to fuck me?" she teased as she built up momentum. She had
never been great on top before, but she was riding him like a pro now!
'He's so fucking big...' she thought as she hammered on him with all
the force she could. Suddenly, she felt him throb a bit--the tip of
his dick got hot inside her, and when she felt his seed burst from
him, she came so hard she saw stars.

She growled like an animal and stopped pounding her hips onto his -all
she could manage in her orgasmic fit was a barely-controllable
grinding, convulsing motion. It was as if he was filling her with an
orgasm; his cum seemed to trigger a climax so hard she lost all verbal
control and screamed, thrashing her head to the right and left as her
cunt clenched around his dick.

Finally, her head dipped forward, her motions became more erratic, and
lifting her face with a mighty scream towards the sky, she passed out
in the wake of her most powerful orgasm ever.

Rob gently rolled her off of him, satisfied that a little command he
had entered about his semen initiating a powerful climax in anyone who
it touched had worked so well. He was concerned at the level he had
set that trigger, though; he was not into fucking rag dolls but he was
still very horny.

"Maybe I should have held off. Well, actually," he theorized aloud to
himself, "maybe I should just tone down my super-jizz a little." So,
he got up and started tweaking his profile. He still had a hard on,
and he would have to do something about that sooner or later -but his
wife was clearly spent.

"Mom? Was that you" he heard Lori, Sofia's daughter, yell from
downstairs.

'Fuck! I thought she was at the mall with Nita!' his mind screamed,
alarmed that she might investigate the sounds coming from the den. The
stiffness of his dick, though, reminded him that he had some immediate
needs to take care of. He grinned, realizing that with his new
program, this was no big deal--and, for some reason, the very thought
of taking his wife's hot daughter was making him stroke himself,
again.

He quickly brought up her profile, and began to make changes--he was
just done making the changes, and making himself and his wife
invisible to her, when she entered the room.

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*Lori*

"Mom? Mom, is everything OK?" Lori asked as she tentatively walked
into her stepfather's den. 'What the fuck was all that screaming
about?' she thought as she investigated the room. Nobody was there -
the computer was on, though. She ignored it and decided that she would
look for her mom somewhere else. But, when she got to the door, she
found it shut--and she had no idea how to open it.

"What the fuck?" she said as she realized that she was impossibly
trapped inside a room in which the door didn't even have a lock.
Deciding to have a seat on the recliner while she waited for someone
to open the door for her, she went to the stereo in the room, put on
one of her stepdad's records (Rush's Fly By Night), took a seat, and
suddenly felt very itchy.

"Mom must have used cheap detergent again," she complained as she
casually disrobed the irritating garments. When her shoes, socks,
shirt, and shorts were all gone, she noticed that her matching pink
bra and panties itched more than anything else--so she quickly cast
aside the offending underwear and sat back down.

After a few moments of relief from the itching, something else
happened. It felt like someone was sucking on her left nipple! If she
hadn't let Jo try it at a slumber party a few weeks before, she would
not have known how wonderful the sensation was. She closed her eyes as
invisible lips wrapped around her areole, sucking her nipple gently to
attention. A gasp escaped her lips as she felt a phantom tongue
licking it in long, broad strokes.

When she felt teeth gently grip the base of the nipple as the tip of a
tongue flicked at it rapidly, she slipped a hand down to her clit, and
began rubbing circles around it teasingly as an unseen hand squeezed
her other, smallish breast. Then, something strange happened--the
sensations at her tits stopped, and she was compelled to caress and
squeeze them with her own hands. They felt increasingly sensitive, and
her hips began to move around as she started riding the wave of
arousal that seemed to be enveloping her.

Of their own volition, her legs spread--and she didn't have the
ability or desire to close them. She was considering removing one hand
from a tit to rub her wet mound when she felt the unmistakable
sensation of a mouth descend upon her lower lips. Jo had done that,
too; but had tied her hands to the bed first. It had been so taboo, so
hot--but this invisible violation was even hotter.

She felt the tongue slip out of the invisible violator's mouth and
lick her slit tentatively at first, and then increasingly deeper with
each lap of the tongue. When she felt someone's fingers open her up,
she knew she was in for a wild ride--and the fact that it was from an
invisible partner didn't concern her in the slightest.

The probing tongue licked at her nectar wherever it could be found,
and her hips lifted off the chair, maintaining contact with the
ghostly mouth, as she came harder than she had with any guy, or her
secret girlfriend Jo. She was spent afterwards, basking in the glow of
her first "squirting" orgasm.

Then, she felt her legs lift up and separate, and she felt the
unmistakable pressure of a monster bulge at the opening of her pussy.

"Oh god... oh fuck... mmmm, fuck me..." she begged nobody as she felt
the head of the invisible phallus gently move into her. It was huge,
but somehow, she was able to take it in--it's as if her pussy had
gotten bigger just to accept it, even though she was still very tight.
It was no further than an inch or so in, when it backed out -and sat
at the opening again, teasing her.

"Please... please put it back..." she continued to plead to thin air.
The cycle repeated many times--each time, the cock would move into
her, and then pull out. Each time, it went a little further -but she
wanted it all. So, when she felt it start in again, she got a great
idea--she wrapped her legs around her unseen lover, and pulled him
into her as far as she could take it.

"Ungh!" she screamed as she came with the first full thrust. "Fuck me!
Fuck... oh, uuungh, mmmmmmm" she moaned and screamed as she felt her
cunt being fucked by an unseen dick. She knew it should have hurt, but
it just felt so wonderful pistonning in and out of her. It was driving
her towards a climax so powerful she didn't think she'd be able to
take it.

But, she was willing to try. "Fuck me harder, whatever you are" she
encouraged her phantom lover as she completely gave in to both the
situation and the sensations she was experiencing.

At some unheard command, she removed one hand form a tit and started
frigging her clit as fast as she could. "Fuck! I'm soooo wet... oh,
I'm going to cum... make me cum... oh oh oh... AAAHHHHHHHH!" she
screamed as her fingers and the mysterious cock in her brought her to
a peak of pleasure she had never imagined possible. She felt warmth
explode into her deepest regions, and when it hit, she finally came.

It was better than her previous climax, and when it was done, she was
out of breath and completely exhausted.

She felt the weight of the invisible man cover her body as his penis
continued to twitch in her, and she wrapped her arms around the ghost-
-or whatever it was--that had given her the best time of her 19-year-
old life. When his lips met her mouth, she kissed back hungrily,
grinding her hips against his still-hard rod just enough to squeeze
off one more quick orgasm.

He withdrew from her, causing a sensation of emptiness in the teen.
She didn't feel empty for long, though, as she rather unexpectedly
felt a desire to take a shower. When she got to the door that she
could not remember how to open earlier, she found her mom standing
there--naked.

"Mom?" she said, hoping that she had not heard her fucking... whoever
it was she had just fucked in her stepfather's den.

"Shhhhh," her mother whispered, pressing her finger to her daughter's
quivering lips. Her daughter closed her eyes and gently licked the tip
of her mother's finger before she realized what she had done. She
retracted her tongue, and tried to think of something to say.

"Let's get cleaned up," Sofia told Lori. They quickly sauntered off to
separate bathrooms to take a quick, after-sex shower. Lori was more
than happy to not explain why she had just started to lick her
mother's fingers like she had Jo's a couple of months before, when she
had lost her cherry to the cute blonde's finger.

Sofia ended up taking a fairly normal shower. The same fate would not
befall her daughter, though. In the den, Rob was almost laughing at
loud as he hit <Execute>, setting his little plan for the kids into
motion. He had always had a thing for twins...

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The water started to "shave" Lori's legs and pubic hair immediately,
and she was thankful--she would not have to shave anymore. But, she
heard someone come in to the bathroom, and when she heard the shower
curtain open, she stared in shock as her step-sister, Nita, stepped
into the tub, closing the curtain behind her.

What really surprised her is that they quickly embraced! They were
certainly friends and as sisterly to each other as stepsisters could
be--but this was strange. They never showered together, and Lori
definitely felt Nita's rock-hard nipples press into her own tits. When
Nita kissed her, though, she got a little scared--this was definitely
not normal.

That thought lasted about two seconds, though. Nita's kiss simply
melted her will, and Lori kissed back--out of the blue, she found
herself very attracted to her stepsister. She was confused and
disappointed when Nita let her go and stepped back so they could look
at each other.

Nita looked on as Lori's short, red hair grew and grew--until it was
half-way down her back, and dark brown. She saw a startled look on
Lori's face, and grabbed some of her own hair and looked at it -it
matched the color and length of Lori's new hairdo.

Lori's eyes grew wide as she felt a tingle start at her nipples -and
felt them get even harder and longer, till they were easily a half-
inch long and rock-hard. She could not reach up to rub them, but
noticed the look on Nita's face and looked at her chest--she was
undergoing a similar transformation.

Then, the tugging began. Her nipples felt as if they were being pulled
outward, and as they were, her breasts actually grew! It was like
watching a computer-animated porno--she didn't have to look at her
chest, she could see it happening to Nita. They just got bigger and
bigger until they looked like D cups--and she and her sister could
trade their B-cup bras with no problems before!

Nita felt disoriented as she noticed that her stepsister was getting
shorter--until she realized that Lori wasn't changing at all. Nita was
getting taller. She looked down, and leaning forward a little to see
past her new assets, she realized she was definitely three or four
inches further away from the bottom of the tub.

She looked up at her sister, and saw Lori looking back at her, right
into her eyes. Both sisters saw the other sister's eyes change to
light blue. Nita's had been brown, and Lori's green. Their faces also
seemed to change, just a bit--but they still saw themselves in each
other.

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Rob had made his non-blood related daughters into identical twins.
Once the transformation was complete, he made them believe it was
completely normal for them to look exactly alike. Knowing that he'd
need help in keeping the women in the house satisfied, he decided that
he'd make his daughter second-in-command of the house.

*Nita Beige can control any woman in the house, as long as it does not
deliberately go against Rob Beige's desires.*

"This is going to be interesting," Rob chuckled as he set a global
command (well, "global" meaning the approximate 100-mile range of the
program) that allowed people to tell the "twins" apart, as if they had
been that way since birth. Nobody would question how two girls born so
far apart, though, could be identical.

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