Speedy PC - A Master PC Story
Chapter 1
By animus

I've written three Master PC stories since the first time I read 'The Gonzo Wizard' a few years ago, and then the original 'Master PC' story that inspired it all. None of my own efforts really met my expectations, so I chose my favourite for a rewrite and melded the rest into it.
I hope this lives up to the fantasy crafted so skillfully by J.R.Parz.
-animus

I grinned as my page loaded, happy to see that there weren't any problems. My logo appeared rapidly - a cartoon rat peering out of a coffee cup, displaying a cheeky grin. The words "Speedy Caffeinee" were emblazoned on the rim of the cup in big red letters. This was where I kept my collection of online filth, as well as a few other stories written by different authors. With my senior year of school intruding, I was having less and less time to devote to my perverse pasttime, and this made my latest upload all the more satisfying.

"All systems go, bucko," I grinned to my pet rat, who was presently hanging upside-down from the roof of his cage. His love of coffee had inspired my present online nickname.

The WaHoo! messenger icon flashed, informing me that I had new mail. A few clicks and the message was on my screen... my new broadband connexion was running like a dream. The communique was only one line long, and I grinned as I read.

Speedy! You've gotta' check out this new programme. Fucking amazing!
-Daniel

A new 'programme' meant a new virus. In addition to being a major porn-fiend, I'm also a virus-collector. At last count my collection exceeded seven hundred known virii, all unique, and all capable of bringing a PC to its knees. A long hyperlink followed the message, and that gave me pause. Why hadn't he just sent it directly via Email? Normally you wouldn't find a virus just sitting on a webpage - it's too risky. I clicked on the link and saved the file to a new folder. The status bar crawled rapidly across the screen, and I realised just how large the file was. Who ever made a thirty-six-meg virus? No wonder Daniel hadn't Emailed it. It must have been embedded inside a programme of some sort. A mock-PC tool by the sounds of it. Lucky I wasn't on dialup - it would've taken ages to download.

I ran the virus scanner over my new acquisition, and was delighted to see that it wasn't infected by any malicious code known to the major antivirus companies. A new one! What luck! That meant that it hadn't been "discovered" and I could most likely infect someone else's PC with it unnoticed. Ah, the joys of being evil.

Just to be safe, I made certain that everything important was backed up before double-clicking the genie-in-a-bottle looking icon. Immediately it appeared in my system tray, and I sat back to watch. I wasn't disappointed. All of a sudden, my screen flashed, then exploded, and my MP3 was interrupted by a booming voice.

"MASTER!"

I knocked the stereo earphones off my head, wincing in pain. Mental note - NEVER wear a headset when checking out a new virus. A little guy appeared on the screen, and I pulled the plug in time to catch the last of what he was saying:

" ...you are the Master's representative."

Very cryptic. The guy disappeared, leaving my desktop as normal, and only the icon in the SysTray to tell me that the app was still running. I brought up the System Monitor to see what it was up to - 97% of the resources were now allocated to Master PC. I wondered what it was doing with all that power.

I double-clicked the icon and was rewarded with a console labelled the "Master PC Command Centre". Interesting. A dialog appeared demanding a username.

Speedy^Caffeinee

Click

Please enter a Subject name.

I threw my pet a snack, which he deftly grabbed and wolfed down. "Okay, buddy... you're up."

Matt the Rat

Click

Beep.

Subjects must be human.

...okay.

Speedy^Caffeinee

Click

The dialog disappeared, leaving me back at the Control Centre. It had a stylish, smooth looking interface with numerous buttons, a few text-input areas and, astonishingly, a picture of me! My image was spinning slowly on a nicely rendered ellipse. I scratched my chin, trying to puzzle things out...

"Okay, my web-cam isn't turned on, but that doesn't matter. There's no way it could take a high-res. photo like that, especially in 3D. Daniel couldn't have made it, he's no programmer, and besides, he's no artist, either. Maybe he had someone else make it?" I opened the Messenger to see if he was online. Predictably, he'd gone offline immediately after sending his message. On the other hand, I had everything else backed up, so what did I have to lose by playing around with this 'Master PC'?

"Let's see... what to play with, what to play with?" My eyes ran over the screen, noting the statistics by the picture. It had my height, weight, and (funnily enough) measurements, all correct. I wasn't sure what my waist, hips and bust were, but they looked about right. I spotted a button labelled 'Commands', and gave it a click.

Please enter a command.

Command? I wondered what I wanted to do with myself. Taking a quick look at my doppelganger on-screen, I decided that I could do with a few changes, most important of all, the big, red, angry-looking pimple which had been growing steadily on the tip of my nose.

Get rid of the mega-zit on my nose!

Click

All of a sudden I felt like I had a million ants crawling on, around and in my nose. I scratched frantically, realising with a shock that the sore, greasy pustule was missing. Knocking down the chair as I ran, I leapt to my feet in search of a mirror. Sure enough, the zit was gone. I was a little more wary when I sat down at the PC this time, and clicked the 'Change Subject' button. There was no way I was going to mess with myself with this thing. Not right away, anyways. Not until I knew a bit more about what I was doing. I did, on the other hand, have some ideas about people I could mess around with.

Dale Mackintosh

Click

Beep

Subjects must be within a one hundred mile radius

"Damn!"

Holly Steiner

Click

Now we were in business! Holly's picture replaced mine on the screen, and while I was somewhat irritated to have lost the oppourtunity to torment an enemy (I never forget a grudge, and Dale had given me plenty of reasons to seek revenge), I'd discovered a limitation to this miraculous programme. Besides, I would settle for sex over vengeance any day. She was wearing what looked like a sports uniform, and her hair was up in a ponytail, a few errant strands hanging over her head and shoulders. She'd evidently just finished a game, as her face was red and she looked a little worse for wear. Must've been a hard game. After a second or two, her hair blinked from up to down, and I wondered what she was up to.

Underneath Holly's picture was a drop-down menu. Right now it was set to 'Subject View'. I pulled down the menu, and chose:

True View - May lag slower machines

My machine was far from slow. After a second of churning, the console was replaced by a full-screen shot of Holly in front of a bath. The scene was silent - I figured that whatever gave me this spy-cam view didn't allow for sound - but the visual more than made up for the lack of audio. She massaged her shoulder for a moment, obviously more than a little stiff from the game, and pulled her socks off her feet, tossing them in a pile by the door. There were a series of glowing arrow buttons at the bottom of the screen. I tried one of these, and the view rotated slightly. This was a voyeur's dream come true!

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

Holly groaned. What a bitch of a game! A girl on the other team had tripped, and her hockey stick swung around to whack her in the shoulder as she went down. She'd no doubt have a nasty bruise tomorrow. At least they had won - Holly grinned wearily. She'd scored the winning goal, earning her the praise she so craved from her teammates.

A bath was what she needed, she decided as she turned on the taps. A bath and some peace and quiet. She pulled off her jersey and slipped out of the constricting sports bra. She hated wearing it, but it was better than being hit in the face with her tits. She'd made that mistake early on, and had ever after worn the less comfortable but more restraining sports bra. Luckily her parents were out for the weekend on one of their ridiculous Christian retreats - no doubt an excuse to get away from the kids and spend some time with other old people. Her little sister was at a friend's house because her parents didn't trust the two of them to behave together. Suited Holly well enough. That meant she didn't have to have the meddling little brat getting between her and Chad - her boyfriend - and causing trouble. Not that she was in the mood for any nookie right now.

Her shorts and panties went next. She'd spent the entire second half with a wedgie because of her sweaty underwear, and she gladly hurled these into the growing pile of dirty clothing. The bath was full, her family was out, and there was nothing in the world that could get between her and an hour in the deliciously warm water. She upended a bottle of bath crystals into the mix and stirred it through with her foot before sinking slowly into the scented water. She closed her eyes and hummed softly.

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

Now this was a wanker's wet dream! I'd have given my right eye to have seen the slightest flash of flesh from this gorgeous creature, and here I was, watching a very naked Holly Steiner taking a bath. It was a pity I couldn't type in a command while watching like this. Holly's auburn hair turned darker in the steam of the bath, and her expression was serene and relaxed. I moved the mouse pointer over her nipple, barely visible in the water, and clicked. Who knows, she might've felt it! Instead, a little box appeared where I had clicked, asking me to type in a command. Yes! Wait, no! The dialog covered her face and most of her body. I clicked on a different, less fleshy part of the screen, and was pleased to see the dialog open there instead.

You are horny

Come on, like you wouldn't if you could. Holly's angelic face curved into a little smile and her eyes opened. She shifted position and her arm snaked down between her legs, rubbing gently. Her eyes closed again slowly as she continued her slow stroking.

You are VERY horny!

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

Holly's finger probed between her folds gently, moving in little circles around her clit. Her pussy felt warm - warmer than the water around her - and she knew that if she wasn't in the bath she'd be drenched down there. It wasn't unheard of for her to come home exhausted and have a nice, relaxing masturbation session in the bath, but she'd never felt this horny when she was so tired. Her fingers moved faster, her pussy demanding more attention. The motions on her clit felt great, but she needed more. It was like when Chad went down on her. His long, gorgeous tongue could do wonderful things to her clit, but sometimes she just needed something inside her. Something hard. She often wished that Chad's cock had a tongue so she could have it all. Holly had sometimes toyed with the idea of getting a vibrator, but she'd always been too timid to actually walk into a sex shop and get one. Right now she regretted that decision, and her eyes opened in search of something suitable.

The bath salt container! She smiled guiltily as she reached for the phallic bottle. It was only six inches long - shorter than Chad, but a little thicker. Its tip was round, its entire surface smooth. Holly opened herself slowly, savouring the experience as she slid it inside. Her eyes fluttered and closed, and she loosed an involuntary moan of pleasure. It just felt so fucking good! Her fingers resumed their duty at her clit while with her other hand she pushed the lusciously hard bottle all the way inside her tingling, shuddering hole. Her pussy gripped down hard on the invader as the pleasure built, increasing with each push of the bottle, each rapid, slippery withdrawal. Her clit burned and itched, then suddenly her pussy clenched hard, spasming in orgasm. Frantically, she pumped herself harder, harder as the pleasure rushed through her loins to encircle the long, hard bottle inside her.

"Ahgod! Coming! I'm cummmiinnnggg!" Holly panted, biting her lip to stop herself from screaming, then not caring anymore. She wailed with pleasure, her arms aching but unable to stop frigging herself. The orgasm kept going, exploding in her pussy and surging up through her body like something alive and thrashing, sending tentacles of electric lust hurtling up into her brain. Her vision exploded into stars as she shuddered.

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

Of course I didn't want to make her come so fast, but I couldn't help but want her to blow just as I was. My shaking hand spelled out the letters in capital, and she exploded, writhing around the bath and sending water over the floor. As my own orgasm subsided I noticed that hers didn't. It occurred to me that she might just keep on going until I told her to stop. Time to let my smut-writer's skill take over.

Your orgasm subsides slowly, thrumming through your every nerve. The pleasure fades gradually to a warm glow, leaving you relaxed, but still very, very horny.

Click

I reached for the Kleenex with an evil grin.

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

The orgasm rocked Holly's body in an unending wave, wringing her like a sponge and making her squeal with the unbearable pleasure of it. With exquisite slowness it faded and she began to feel her body again and all its aches and pains - both those of the game, and those newer ones she'd just inflicted upon herself. She was a little sore, but an orgasm like that was worth it! She blew her hair out of her eyes.

"...fuck!"

But the fun was just beginning. Her zinging clit told her that much. She leapt out of the bath, forgetting the towel completely in her rush for the phone.

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

Deedle-deedle deet deet di da di da

Chad Peters flicked off the television and reached for his phone. Holly flashed on the LCD.

"Hello?"

"Chad!"

"Yeah, baby, it's me. You okay? Why are you breathing so hard? Are you okay?"

"Chad, shut up. Get over here right now! I need you!"

"I'll be right over."

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

The phone went dead in Holly's hand. She was going to give her boyfriend the night of his life! She hurried off to get ready. She'd have time to shave her legs and pussy before he got over, and maybe get in another session with the bottle if he wasn't fast enough.

...---===EWPUB.ORG===---...

It only took me a moment to realise who Holly was calling on the phone. That bastard Chad was going to get lucky tonight! The 'camera' swung around to capture her every move as my auburn-haired sex goddess sauntered back into the bathroom and slid back into the bath. She lifted her leg from the water and reached for a razor. My cock, which had never really softened after its last bout with the five-fingered monster, pulsed with life again.

"Patience, my pet," I whispered to my restless member. If this programme lived up to the promise it was showing thus far, I'd never have to beat off again. Besides, there would be more fun in store when Chad arrived. What I needed was something to kill some time while I waited. With a sigh I clicked the Help section on the toolbar and selected Beginners' Guide. A standard-looking helpfile opened, and I began to read.

-End Chapter 1