Chapter 2

It took Matt a few hours to calm down after assimilating all the memories he had suppressed for years. He still wanted revenge, but he was coming to realize that he couldn't just use Master PC to make everything right. If he fixed all of his problems with the wave of a magic wand, his life would lack any satisfaction whatsoever. However, that didn't mean he couldn't use it to give him a serious step up in the ballgame.

After thinking for a while, he went and sat in front of his PC again. He needed a slightly more ergonomic interface for Master PC, and he thought he knew exactly how to get it.

"Command: 'Create a female android, anatomically correct. Utilize highly advanced technology- beyond current human capabilities. Her strength, intelligence, speed, and stamina shall all be several times above the human average. She shall also become the only interface to Master PC. She will be completely loyal to Matthew Harris, following any order he gives. She shall not be able to use the abilities of Master PC except under Matthew Harris' explicit command. She shall be indestructible, and her features will resemble somewhat the actress Alicia Silverstone.'"

Looking it over a few times first to make sure there were no errors, Matt clicked on the send command button. With a loud pop as a bubble of air was suddenly displaced, a goddess stood before him.

Matt's jaw nearly hit the floor. His fembot was more attractive than he had imagined her as. She stood at about 5'9", her facial features closely resembled Alicia Silverstone's, including bright emerald green eyes. She perhaps had C-cup breasts, which Matt had always considered to be about the perfect size. Her long golden blonde hair reached down to the middle of her back, and rippled in waves that served to make her appear... surreal. He much preferred this 'interface' over the PC.

"What is your command, Master?" The fembot asked.

He felt a stirring in the region of his groin at those words. While he hadn't specifically asked to be called Master, it was kind of a turn on.

"For now, nothing," he managed to say calmly, although it felt like his body was buzzing with pent up energy, "but we do need to decide what to call you. Perhaps... Alyssa."

"I like the name Alyssa, Master. Thank you for naming me."

Matt couldn't help but smile. He loved a girl that was easy to please.

"Okay," he thought out loud as he walked over in front of his mirror, "I think I need to make a few changes."

First, he took off his thick glasses. Everything around him became blurry and distorted. He couldn't even make out his own shape in the mirror.

"Correct my vision back to what it was when I was sixteen years old," he ordered Alyssa, "and my hearing as well."

Instantly, the world snapped into focus. He had chosen that particular age, because when his vision had been tested in high school, it had always been better than twenty-twenty. One annoyance gone, a few thousand more to go.

Matt whistled as he thought about his body for a moment. "Now... let's see... lower my body fat percentage to half of what it currently is. Tone my muscles to an above average level, and whiten my teeth. Remove all hair on my body, except the hair on my scalp. The hair on my scalp will not grow past four inches in length, and it will always be spiked as if I had styled it with gel, without any gel actually being present in my hair. Increase my strength to the level where I could bench press two hundred and fifty pounds without overexerting myself, with a proportional increase to the rest of the muscles in my body. Also, increase my stamina so that I could easily run a mile in under five minutes. Reduce my physical age to twenty, and make it so that I will not grow older."

As he finished speaking, Matt was amazed at what he could see taking place in the mirror. He lifted his shirt to see fat disappearing, replaced by a six pack. His flabby cheeks and chin shrank, and with the disappearance of the hair covering his chest and stomach, he now looked less like a geeky ape, and more like a respectable human being. His hair shrank slightly, then shifted and became stylized in a spiked hairdo. It was one of the most awesome things he had viewed in his life.

Less than a few hours ago, Matthew Harris had been nothing more than an overweight, unkempt, psychopathic nerd with absolutely no chance at a normal life. Now, his physical appearance could only be described as 'cool, ' and his mind was working clearer than he could have ever imagined it could.

Now that he had altered himself physically, Matt couldn't see the harm in making a few more mental changes. After all, removing his own insanity hardly qualified as turning him into a bright, productive member of society... or anyone worthy of using the power of Master PC.

"Alyssa, how about a few more changes. Increase my IQ by ten points. I want to know a few forms of basic martial arts and self defense- pick them to your own preferences - and I also want to know how to play a few instruments; the piano, guitar, bass guitar, and drums for starters. Go ahead and make those changes now."

He really didn't feel much of a change as she nodded, but a newfound confidence did spring up in the back of his mind... he now realized that he could call upon anything in an infinite arsenal of knowledge. If knowledge was power, then he had just become omnipotent.

"Alyssa, if I took the test right now, what would my IQ be?" He was wondering if the increase of ten would have done much; what if he had been really, really slow in the first place?

"Your IQ should currently test at 165 points on a full, comprehensive test, Master."

Matt's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He hadn't realized that he was anywhere near that intelligent; he had never bothered to take an IQ test before.

He began to walk over to his bed so he could lie down and think for a while, but ended up smacking face first against the floor as he tripped over his own jeans. He stood up angrily, yanking off the baggy garment.

"Well, I just figured out what my next command will be," Matt grumbled as he rubbed his nose, "deck me out in a nice suit if you please. Select whatever style you think I will like, and make sure it is tailored absolutely perfectly for my new dimensions."

As new cloth materialized on his body, Matt turned towards his mirror again. He couldn't help but be impressed with Alyssa's taste. She had selected a jet black suit, with a red tie already perfectly hanging from his new black dress shirt's collar. For once in his life, he looked damned good.

"How much would this suit have run me if I purchased it from your average outlet?" he asked Alyssa.

"That particular suit, if you are good at locating the best deals, probably could have been found for as cheap as eleven hundred dollars."

Matt whistled loudly. "Damn. Glad I don't have to pay for this baby then. Something is missing though... sunglasses! How about a pair of Ray Bans... black, not too flashy. Try to make them similar to some of the glasses worn in the Matrix."