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Subject: {ASSM} New Story: MasterPC: Eclectic's Edition (MF+, FF, Growth, MC)
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The following story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of an
adult nature, so if you are under 18, stop reading now. This story
contains explicit sexual language and fantasies. If you are offended
by such activities, do not read any further. This is purely a
fantasy. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead is purely
coincidental. The author is not responsible for any damage resulting
from reading this work.
This story may be reposted or archived provided the following
conditions are met:
1) The story is not altered in any way
2) The story contains my name and disclaimer
3) You do not make money from the story
>From the dictionary:
e-clec-tic
adj.
1. *Selecting or employing individual elements from a variety
of sources, systems, or styles*: an eclectic taste in music; an
eclectic approach to managing the economy.
2. Made up of or combining elements from a variety of sources:
"a popular bar patronized by an eclectic collection of artists,
writers, secretaries and aging soldiers on reserve duty" (Curtis
Wilkie).
n.
*One that follows an eclectic method.*
Special thanks to JR Parz and Deana Johns for their comments and
advice.
Notes: This story starts on a Monday. You'll understand more when you
read Part 2.
A Formatted Word97 .doc file is also available.
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Master PC: The Eclectic's Edition
by Xanthos Pendragon
I was just sitting at my computer, messing around with some of my
programs, when I decided that it was time to start another batch
download from the Internet.
I had found a nice little utility called "PluckIt" a year or so before
that would go through specified news groups on the news server and
save all message attachments to my hard disk. Usually, the program is
used for picture collectors (alt.binaries.pictures.sex and others.)
Since finding it and paying the registration fee, I had downloaded
(and kept) in excess of 23,000 JPEG files. I had probably thrown away
somewhere around 50-100 times that amount, if not more... (You'd be
surprised how many pics show up in those blond and asian newsgroups)
Anyway, on this particular run, I decided to add in the "warez" groups
for some reason. Normally, I don't even look at these groups since
they are generally monitored by the service providers so they can turn
any major pirates in for whatever reward they can get, but I knew
someone over at the cable company, so that shouldn't be a problem for
me. btw: The reason I said "cable company" is that I am
currently on Road Runner - aka Cable Modem. God, ya GOTTA LOVE those
things! So far, my fastest recorded throughput was 512K-Bytes per
second! Try that on anything you can get from the phone company!
A few hours (and over 17,000 files) later, PluckIt reported that it
was finished. Time to see what got downloaded. I loaded my
picture-browser to see what I got.
Yep... Most of it was in the alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.orientals
directory... but there were also a lot in the alt.binaries.warez
directory. I figured that I'd go ahead and go through the warez junk
first - especially since quite a few of those files tended to be CD
image files (essentially, a diskcopy of the CD itself in a single file
that could be used to create additional CDs) and were no doubt taking
up a large chunk of disk space...
"Hmm... Latest MacOS version... DELETE!!! ... NT-Server 2000...
DELETE!!! ... Windows 3.1... DELETE! (I'm still wondering why someone
put that up there.) Lots of assorted games... Delete... Delphi? ...
Delete... Master.zip... Dele.. Hold on...I wonder what that is...
Move to C:\New\Untested\ ... Aaah, Delete the rest."
Ok, so I tend to talk to myself once in a while...
"Might as well check out this 'Master' file... Download latest
McAffee... Install... Run... Check 'master.zip' ... Well, that showed
ok... Let's see what it is... Master.exe ... heh. Ok, run that..."
The word "MASTER" flashed on the screen, followed by "MASTER PROGRAM
RUN COMPLETE."
I looked at the desktop and saw a new Icon and decided to go ahead and
run it. When I did, the screen went blank for a few seconds, then a
graphic screen showed up. At the top was a standard pull-down menu
with a series of buttons below labeled "Macro - 1" through "Macro -
10" and a pull-down field labeled "Subject Name." Below that, on the
left was a figure appearing to be some sort of mannequin. To the
right of that was an area labeled "Statistics" that had all sorts of
labels (Height, Measurements, Bust, etc...) and a large button at the
lower-right corner of that area that was labeled "Send." At the
bottom of the screen was a command prompt area showing "Welcome to
Master Command Center, your own personal command center. The Master
allows you to become a virtual god to the people around you. You now
possess the power to bend their reality to your specifications. You
are the Master's representative."
"Strange... Very, very strange..." (said with a German Scientist's
accent )
I figured it must be some sort of joke or game or something like that.
"Ok, let's look at the help system for this thing... Ok... Heh...
What the... Heh... Yeaaa, RIGHT!" Basically, it said that the program
gave me full control of everyone within a 100-mile radius of my
computer, and I mean FULL Control - Actions, Statistics, Personality,
Nature - EVERYTHING!
"Aah, what the hell... Subject: Xanthos Pendragon (you didn't think
I'd tell you my REAL name, did you?)"
A second or two later, a high-res model of me replaced the mannequin
on the screen, and the stats area filled in with all the correct
information. Needless to say, my jaw hit the table REAL HARD!!!
"Ok, this is REALLY Weird! Might as well test this..." In the Command
area, I entered "Correct Xanthos's vision to perfect for all
distances." (I had 20/200 vision before I did this.)
All of a sudden, I felt a bit of a tingle, followed by my sight going
blurry... "What the FUCK?!?" I took off my glasses, and could see
clearly... VERY Clearly! Looking around, I determined that I was able
to read and see details better than I ever had before (even compared
to my having been able to read the McDonald's sign at a mile and a
half when I was a kid.)
"FUCK! THIS THING IS REAL!!! SHIT!!! SUBJECT: Juan Jose Diaz Duran
(my friend at the cable company) COMMAND: Get on the Internet
AS SOON AS POSSIBLE and do a Global Purge of the files 'Master.zip'
and 'Master.exe' along with any other variations that you can think of
from all News Servers. Also, triple-bulk-erase all local backups of
the alt.binaries.warez directory from Paragon's News Server from the
past week. If it is at all possible, contact whoever is
necessary and have them purge the same files from the master news
broadcast site. Upon completion of these tasks, you will forget
that you did them. "
"Damn! I hope that takes care of anyone else getting it... No... It
was on a News Server... Let's see... Help Wizard... Question: Can I
issue commands that effect specific groups or everyone in general?"
"Area and Group Effects: Commands can be entered at the Command
Prompt that will effect whatever subject group is specified in the
same command sequence. Note: Make sure that the Subject field is
empty and that you *DO* specify who is to be effected within the
Command Prompt. The effect is limited to Master Control's 100-Mile
Limit. Also be aware that area and group effect take longer to
complete because each person involved is individually targeted by
Master. The faster your computer is, the less time it takes."
"Hmm... Got it! Command: Anyone other than Xanthos Pendragon who
downloaded anything from the 'alt.binaries.warez' newsgroup is to
IMEDIATELY delete all files that they downloaded. If any of those
people, other than Xanthos Pendragon, installed the program called
'Master', they are to issue the following commands before they
uninstall and erase the software from their system: *'Anyone other
than Xanthos Pendragon............ (Exact quote of everything up to
that last colon...) Once the deletion is completed, you will forget
all knowledge of that program. You will also forget the name 'Xanthos
Pendragon' {Send}'* Once the deletion is completed, you will forget
all knowledge of that program. " (This would have a recursive
effect of not only having everyone within MY 100-mile radius deleting
THEIR copies of the program, but ALSO having everyone (except me)
delete the program for THEIR radii as well.)
"THAT should take care of any extra copies of this thing that are
floating about." After that was done, I checked out the software's
options and noticed the security section. Obviously, I set up a
"Program Access" password using a long nonsense phrase that I had
never used before. I also found that individual subjects could be
password protected and took care of that problem for my friends and
myself as well.
Now that all those worries were out of the way, I decided to make a
backup of the "Master.exe" file for my own archives - just in case I
ever needed it again. (Drive crash, stolen computer, that sort of
stuff...) First, I scrambled the "Master.exe" file 3 times using
"PGP" (aka: Pretty Good Privacy) and then I scrambled it one more time
using an 8-bit HEX-Scrambler that I wrote when I was in college. I
figured that even the NSA wouldn't be able to crack THAT file. I even
renamed it to "Tron Chess" before I burned it off to a CD.
Once I got all that done, I decided it was time to change my life a
bit. (Ok... a LOT!)
- Subject: Xanthos Pendragon
- Password:
***************************************************************
- Command: Realign spine curvature to 'Normal' based on Optimal
Human Standards (Eliminated some Scoliosis problems)
- Command: Restore all teeth and bones to perfect color, condition,
and health.
- Command: Eliminate any diseases, tumors, or genetic defects in
Xanthos's body
- Command: Adjust body to increase strength to be able to lift up
to 1000 Lbs. without damage to body
- Command: Increase maximum sustained running speed to 75mph and
maximum burst speed to 150mph (No, I'm not going to be wearing
any red tights with lightning bolts on them...)
- Command: Adjust dexterity, agility, perception, and stamina to be
able to handle my new strength and speed
- Command: Change physique to that of someone who does a full-body
workout 2-hours a day, 3-times a week. Also make it so that exercise
is not required to maintain that physique. (Much better body
without the work! Imagine someone who is pretty well-built, but not a
body-builder. Basically, Good - rather than Grotesque.)
- Command: Adjust flat feet to human-normal.
- Command: Adjust Heart and Lungs to be able to handle the above
changes in the body. Also repair all defects and problems in the heart
and lungs. (So much for the valve-defect that I was diagnosed
with...)
- Command: Adjust penis-length to 8" when hard and 6" when soft.
Also give Xanthos direct conscious control over erectile state and his
orgasms. (Only added 2", but since I was having fun...)
My new stats? Caucasian Male, 6'1", 175 Lbs., Brown Hair, Blue Eyes,
33 Years Old, Great Body, and Perfect White Teeth.
So much for my personal condition... Unfortunately, the extreme-bulk
of my clothes no longer fit. I did, however, have some sweats that
fit rather tightly, so I put those on and - after checking my new
stats for measurements - went to the store to buy a very-few pieces of
clothing. Any more would have to wait until I could get some more
money, which, considering I was unemployed at the moment, might take a
little while.
Once I got home, I sat down to think. "What next... Ah, yes...
Money." Obviously, there are a lot of options for getting people to
"Donate" money to me and forget that they did, but I decided to pull a
REALLY NASTY trick and kill several birds with one stone.
I called a friend of mine that works at the Sheriff's Office and asked
him if he could get me a copy of the "El Paso's Most Wanted" sheet. I
didn't feel like getting a lecture, so when he started asking why I
wanted it, I just pulled him up in "Master" and made him do it without
asking questions.
Basically, between the local "TIPS" department at the Police
Department, and quite a few "anonymous" packages full of money that
got left on my doorstep, I soon ended up with a VERY significant chunk
of cash. (Along with a lot of Xeroxes of the Reward Checks from the El
Paso PD for my records...)
It was interesting watching the news talking about all of the people
that were being "captured" by the local PD "thanks to anonymous
tips."
Once I got all those checks deposited at my bank, I drove over to the
bank that held the note on my car-loan. Once there, I told them that
I needed to pay off my loan and get the title sent to me overnight.
Having dealt with this bank on a previous car-loan, I knew from
experience that their loan department was filled with some rather
idiotic people and policies. At least I was finally going to be rid
of them. Would you believe that (to these idiots) cash is worse than
a money order? If I paid off the loan with cash, they wouldn't send
the title from their records department for at least 3-5 days! If I
paid them with a money order, they would be able to get it out the
next morning! Like I said, rather idiotic policies!
When I got home, I checked on my account balances on my credit cards
and wrote out checks to pay them off.
After that, I decided it was time to do some serious planning.
1. New Clothes - not jeans - go for a higher class in casual, and
add a few new suits. (Although I had quite a bit of dress-clothes,
they no longer fit my new body.)
2. After living in West Texas for the past 30 years, I *Seriously*
wanted to find someplace *Green* to live, not too hot in the summer or
too cold in the winter. While northern California (Walnut Creek area)
is an absolutely beautiful area, its laws and politics absolutely rule
it out as an area for me to live. That left the eastern-third of the
US. -- What I wanted was to be close enough to the coast to get
plenty of moisture but far enough away to avoid the brunt of a direct
hit from a hurricane. The western North Carolina area looked about
right. Checking one of my maps, I saw an area that looked good. I
then found a real-estate company in North Carolina that could help me,
told them what I was looking for, and said that I'd call them back in
a few days to see if they had found anything.
3. I was also tired of not having any females around. Due to my
eclectic nature, I knew that I wanted variety, which meant several
girls - including blondes, brunettes, redheads, and maybe a couple of
Orientals. One or two of each should do, but not too many, and not
all at once.
4. The number of housemates that I was looking at automatically
meant that I would need a large house, and with my tastes, it would
need to be custom-made.
5. Large custom-made houses take a while to build, and I wanted to
get out of El Paso sooner rather than later. That meant that I would
need someplace to live in the meantime. A good-size Motor Home would
work well enough for that; I could do some travelling off and on while
my new home was being built, plus it gave me other options for fun and
emergencies afterwards.
6. I also needed a way of keeping the police off my back. With the
amounts of money that I had already received and would be spending in
the next few years, I would be throwing up huge red flags all over the
place.
That settled, I went out and picked out some new clothes - mostly
suits, but I did get some new Wranglers after all. After my shopping
spree, I took them to them to a cleaner's and had them all washed and
cleaned for me.
Next on the list was the Motor Home. Checking around, I found a nice
little (40') Luxury-class Fleetwood Eagle for $300,000 including
TT&L. From what the dealer told me, this thing wasn't even their most
expensive model! THAT one runs almost $500,000!!! I also rented a
lot at one of the trailer parks in town since I knew that it wouldn't
be a good idea to have a $300,000 Motor Home in the part of town that
I lived in.
After that, I packed all the things that I wanted to keep into the
Eagle, and started to set my computer up at the desk inside. While I
was moving equipment, I decided it was time to do a few upgrades -
after all, when you have as much money as I now do, you don't need to
settle for a P2-350.
I went over to a computer store and picked up a complete Sony Vaio
Slimtop with the Flat-Panel display and hard-mounted the entire thing
in the front of the Eagle for easy driver's-side access. This was a
nice, compact system with a decent processor and a modest amount of
disk space - perfect for the front of the Eagle. I also planned on
building a new home-system for myself, but I decided to wait on that
until my new house was finished.
On my way back to the trailer park where I was keeping the Eagle, I
was getting hungry but I remembered that I was almost out of food.
Time to do a little shopping and stock up the Eagle.
After parking the Eagle, I drove my car over to a nearby grocery store
and did a major buying spree. Right as I was finishing up, I noticed
an exotic-looking, VERY attractive young Hispanic lady getting into
one of the checkout lines. She was about 5'8" tall with curly black
hair that came down to just below her shoulders.
I immediately thought, "Damn! If I can get her name, I think I've got
my first lover!" With that, I pulled my cart into line right behind
hers. Too shy to actually strike up a conversation, (Go figure for
someone who has been in sales for nine years ) I just acted
normally, adding my groceries to the conveyor behind her stuff. She
paid for her stuff with a check, and that's when I learned her name.
"Melissa Juanita Ruiz"
After I got checked out, I quickly loaded up my car and ran back in
for a few more items: A couple of bottles of wine, a bottle of
champagne, and a couple of other things. After paying for those last
few items, I quickly drove back to the Eagle and got everything packed
away. It was now 4:00 in the afternoon - just enough time for my
plan.
Since I hadn't done any of the security work on my new Vaio yet, I
finished connecting my old hand-built and booted it up. Once I got
past all the recently set-up passwords, I loaded the "Master" program
and got past its login. At the "Subject" prompt, I entered "Melissa
Juanita Ruiz" and hit enter.
My system paused for a few seconds, then displayed an error message.
"Error: There are multiple people within range with the name as
entered. Press any key to continue."
"Shit! I didn't think about that!" The thing that you have to
remember when you live in the El Paso/Juarez area is that there are a
LOT of people who have the same names. Imagine looking up "John
Smith" in the New York or LA phone book, and you can see the beginning
of the problem. In the case of El Paso/Juarez, if you browse through
the white pages of the local (El Paso only) phone book, you'll find
many cases of 30-150 families with the same last name. It's not even
unusual to find 10-15 families with the same first and last names AND
the same middle initial!
I went ahead and tapped the space bar, and a new menu came up! That
got my attention again. It looked like an "Open File" dialog box,
with a list of names and addresses down the left-hand side, and a
small picture on the right. "YES!" I browsed through the list of
names until the picture matched the lady from the store. After
choosing