Chapter 1: Introduction
The cold hand of loss gripped David's heart as his girlfriend's harsh words assaulted him. "I've had enough, David." Tina's voice couldn't cloak the disappointment she felt for him. "Your job loss and your constant need to counter my decisions has made me reevaluate us. I'm better off without a man anyway."
His ears rang as if she'd physically slapped him. Her cutting remarks, only emphasized as she swept her azure gaze over him, making it clear he measured up short compared to her perfect looks and independent feminist spirit.
"Listen, Tina, I'm trying," David pleaded. "I lost my job, my life has turned upside down, but that doesn't mean-"
"Exactly! You are just another aimless drifter living off your savings while I'm the one holding a great job and paying for dinner every time." Tina's sculpted lips twisted with derision. "I can do much better."
"Please, don't leave me," he whispered, barely audible.
The impending loss hollowed his chest, and he hated himself for being so weak.
Her cruel smirk lingered. "It's already late, and I need to get out of here. I'm sorry it has to end this way… No actually I’m not" She strode to the door, lingering there briefly before casting a final glance at David.
Her sharp gaze pinched his tattered soul.
Tina finally left him, and as the door clicked shut, a void enveloped David. Alone and dejected, he was a defeated man in his early twenties, with short brown hair and blue eyes. In this desolate state, he decided to take a stroll outside. Maybe the fresh night air would calm him down.
Walking along the damp sidewalk, he stumbled upon a mysterious CD. Peculiar symbols embellished it as if it hid something magical or perhaps malicious.
Caution be damned, it pulled him towards it like a ship to a siren. Once home, he inserted the disc into his computer, eager to uncover its secrets.
Gleaming letters greeted him: 'Welcome to the Master Command Center'. Desperation gave way to curiosity. As he read further, the software presented an intriguing claim - the ability to enhance reality and control others' lives; in effect, transforming him into a virtual god.
His loneliness fed his initial doubts and hesitation. Who would know about his use of this mysterious program?
Only David and the lifeless computer screen, which pulsed avidly with new possibilities.
He pondered the power it offered, letting him bend the will of others, manipulate their desires, toys for his own amusement. It was wrong, he knew it, but his lust for control burned fiercely inside him. Perhaps he could use the software to rekindle his lost love life or even seek retribution on those who'd hurt him - like Tina.
The more he drowned in dark fantasies, the more his determination solidified.
Resolute, he delved deeper into the software. He sipped his whiskey as he found a search field on the program. The Help function said “type in the name of the person you would like to edit.” Simple enough. David typed his own name and watched as the screen filled with hundreds of customizable physical and emotional attributes. Sliders, switches, and toggles allowed things to be edited on himself.
The possibilities overwhelmed him. David had never seen himself as particularly handsome or charismatic, but this newfound power made him giddy. He could give himself abs of steel, blue eyes that pierced souls, or a jawline so sharp it could cut glass. He could even alter his emotional attributes, making him more confident, assertive, and secure in his masculinity.
David's fingers hovered over the keyboard, unsure of where to start. He considered making himself taller, but what would be the perfect height? Perhaps six feet tall? Or maybe six-foot-three?
David went ahead a moved the height slider from 5’-6” to 6’-3” with a satisfying click sound.
Suddenly, his body began to tingle. Inches grew on him like something out of a fucked-up fairy tale. Warmth seeped into his form, as if the universe itself changed and expanded his very being. At first, it came in tiny, nigh unnoticeable surges of expansion. Yet, with time, these increments grew to become not only significant but also tangible.
With a surge of euphoria, David realized he was almost ten inches taller.
“Holy shit… this is real. I can change anything!” David exclaimed in disbelief.
The possibilities of this Master PC software unnerved yet excited him. He gulped down his drink and decided that since it seemed to work, he might as well explore its other features.
What intrigued David more than anything was the ability to alter others' attributes. The ultimate power trip - to shape people into his perfect creations or monsters of his vengeful imaginings. Thoughts of revenge against Tina stirred a warming sensation between his legs. Could he truly modify her so she would fawn over him, like a desperate horny sex slave? He pushed it out of his mind for now. More interested in making himself more perfect at the moment.
He scrolled down to an option denoting penis size.
Although David had no complaints about his manhood, the idea of having something larger, more impressive was tempting. With two clicks, he raised the slider to a generous ten inches.
The sensation of enhancement grew overwhelming. Not only was he taller, but his pants grew tight with each progression in phallic length and girth. He felt a strange warping of his genitals, like the mythological tales of sudden body modifications. David, now towering above his already impressive height, stood in front of the mirror with mixed bewilderment and excitement.
A smirk tugged at his lips, mirroring his sudden feelings of arrogance.
"Fuck, I'm a God among men," he murmured, admiring his new physical appearance. Emboldened, his trembling hands slid down to the waistband of his jeans, pushing them down to unveil his throbbing manhood.
The new girth of his cock was shocking and sinfully intoxicating. It pulsed in his hand, already oozing pre-cum, a testament to the Master PC software's power.
He decided to make a series of quick changes to further his improvements. He dropped his refractory period to zero and increased his semen production rate to infinite. He’d be able to continuously orgasm. He pictured himself giving Tina a one-man bukkake covering her with gallons of his seed. He executed the changes.
The feeling that surged through his veins was indescribable, like a goddamned electric current. He felt the changes course though his balls. He knew he’d now be able to orgasm gallons of semen if he wished.
He found another toggle switch and switched it to give himself complete control over his erections.
As if confirming the change, his erection shifted between hard and soft at his mere thought.
It was getting late, but the alcohol had inflamed his passion. "Fuck it," he thought, "I deserve to take advantage of this moment." The thought of testing out his new body parts was too tempting.
Sitting back at his antique desk, still glowing with warmth from the fireplace, he dropped his jeans. A gasp escaped him. His newly altered cock bobbed proudly.
He admired his cock and then jacked himself off while scrolling through more edits he could make on the Master PC program.
He made himself more muscular, then he made himself invincible and immune to disease. Lastly he increased his libido and decreased his pesky morality. He executed the changes with a moan of pleasure.
His other hand now focused solely on pumping his cock. It seemed almost obscene in its size and girth, veins coiled tightly and throbbing in rhythm.
With each firm stroke, pre-cum dripped from the tip, leaving a sticky trail on his tanned chest. He remembered the program allowed him to orgasm endlessly and imagined a bottomless reservoir of fluid deep within his now invincible balls.
He couldn't resist. He thought about Tina. The satisfying taste of revenge raced through his veins like a violent tide.
He switched to the "People" tab and found Tina's name. His chest tightened at the thought of having her kneeling before him, adoring his new physique as he ran a superior hand through her silken hair. A cruel smile crawled across his lips at the thought of manipulating her desires to satisfy his own insatiable fantasies.
His finger danced across the trackpad as he perused her attributes, considering all the ways he could twist them to his will. “I can do anything to you!” He whispered and then let himself orgasm hard.
Jets of thick, white cum pumped furiously from his newly engorged shaft. There was so much of it that it splattered onto his hand in a revolting yet titillating manner that drove him insane with lust.
David reveled in this moment of depravity. The way his cock spasmed violently and the wet feeling of cum sliding down his chest added to the thrill of desecrating the innocence he once coveted. He would never again be a wimp that questioned his own actions and desires. He was a new man now, ready to conquer all that lay ahead.