Master PC - Cumming in Cymru
Chapter 3

Copyright© 2017 by DragoTime

Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A young Welsh boy discovers the Master PC program.

Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   mt/Fa   ft/ft   mt/mt   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   Magic   Mind Control   Gay   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   School   Science Fiction   Cheating   Incest   Brother   Sister   MaleDom   FemaleDom   Group Sex   Anal Sex   Cream Pie   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Big Breasts   Body Modification   Teacher/Student   Nudism  

Dylan came after about half an hour of magical stimulation. He then turned his laptop off and went to sleep, his body exhausted from having 10 orgasms in one day. He woke up the next day and had a fairly normal Saturday, not really thinking about Master PC at all. Dylan instead spent most of the morning gaming, the only reminder of the magical program being the tightness in his pants from trying to fit in his new genitals.

He’d just finished eating lunch when there was a knock on the door. His father went to answer it.

“Oh hi girls,” Gareth said.

“Hi Mr Davies, is Dylan here?” Olivia asked.

“Yeah. DYLAN! Becky and Olivia are here!” Gareth shouted. Dylan emerged in sweatpants and a t-shirt.

“Oh, hi girls,” Dylan said.

“You were gonna show us that new computer game, right?” Rebecca said. Dylan just stared for a moment, before realising what she meant.

“Oh! Right! Yeah, come on, it’s, uh, in my room...” Dylan replied.

The 3 teens headed upstairs, both Dylan and his father noticing that the girls’ clothes seemed a little snug around their desirable areas, a side effect of their clothes being designed for their old bodies. They went into Dylan’s bedroom, and closed the door.

“Before you get too excited, we’re not here to fuck you,” Rebecca said, flopping down on Dylan’s bed with her sister.

“Well why are you here then?” Dylan asked, mildly disappointed.

“Well we were talking this morning, and we were wondering, where does Master PC even come from?”

“I told you, from a pack of CDs my granddad bought for me on the market.”

“Alright, but where did that CD come from?” Olivia asked. “Did the market seller make the program? Did he ever use it himself?”

“I don’t know honestly. We could ask the UI and see if she knows,” Dylan said.

“That UI’s weird too,” Rebecca said. “Since when is AI THAT good?”

“Since when can computer programs control people’s minds and bodies?” Olivia pointed out.

“Good point,” Rebecca said. “I’m still in favour of asking her though.”

Dylan switched his laptop on, and loaded up Master PC.

“Good afternoon Dylan, how may I help you?” The UI asked.

“UI, we were wondering, where do you come from?” Dylan asked.

“I am installed in C://ProgramFiles/MasterPC,” she replied. “My update files were downloaded from the internet, with my base installation coming from a CD which was inserting into drive D on this laptop.”

“That’s not what I mean. I mean who made you? Who wrote your code?”

“Information about system administrators is restricted.”

“So you don’t know who made you?”

“You do not have the required permissions to access these files.”

“What about your granddad? Or the guy who sold him the CD?” Olivia asked.

“UI, my granddad’s never used Master PC, has he?” Dylan asked.

“Neither Rodger Albert Davies nor Marcus William Scott are registered users of Master PC, nor have their profiles ever been altered by its power,” the UI replied.

“What about the guy who sold him the CD?”

“I don’t know who that is. I cannot find his profile without more information.”

The three of them sat in silence for a while, before Olivia got an idea.

“Hey, can you identify someone by a picture of them? Or like, a description of how they look?” She asked. No reply.

“UI, answer her questions,” Dylan commanded.

“Yes. Provided the image approximately reflects their current physical state,” the UI replied.

“So if you looked at Dylan’s granddad’s memories of the guy, could you find him from that?”

“Yes.”

“Alright, do it,” Dylan ordered.

“Dylan, Marcus William Scott has encountered billions of human beings in his lifetime,” the UI said. “Do you not have a specific period of his memories for me to search?”

A bit of internet searching later, and Dylan was able to work out when the car boot sale had been that his grandfather had gone to. He instructed the UI to access his memories from when he’d been in that location on that day. The three of them watched, the “footage” being turned into a first-person feed of Marcus Scott at the car boot sale.

“There, this must be it,” Dylan said as he saw his grandfather approach a seller with lots of old media formats, including what Dylan recognised as the box of CDs which contained Master PC. “There! Master PC, who is he?”

“Searching database...” She said. “Checks identify 233 possible matches within range.”

“How many of them are within 100 miles?” Dylan asked.

“Only one,” The UI replied, bringing up the profile. “Frank Davison, no middle name. Aged 57 years, 1 month, 12 days, 3 hours 56 minutes and 4 seconds.”

“Has he ever used Master PC?”

“He is not a registered user, nor has he ever been altered by the program.”

“Sounds like we need to give Mr Davison a visit,” Rebecca said. “To find out what he knows.”

“You heard her, he doesn’t know anything,” Dylan said.

“No, he’s never used Master PC,” Olivia corrected him. “We can still ask him where he got that CD from.”

“Ohhh ... right...” Dylan said. “UI, where can we find him?” The UI simply responded by opening up Google Maps, and marking an address on it.

“That’s like 20 minutes away, come on,” Olivia said.

Dylan got properly dressed, and the girls dragged him out of the house.

“I don’t know what you’re expecting to find there,” Dylan said as they walked.

“Dylan, there’s a computer program that gives people the powers of a god,” Rebecca said. “You’re an idiot if you don’t want to find out more about it.”

“I just think maybe we shouldn’t mess with things we don’t understand,” Dylan said.

“I’d say we crossed that line when we started using the program,” Olivia said.

“Alright, fine, but I still think we should be careful.”

The three of them found the house, and approached the door. Rebecca knocked on the door. Shortly after, the door opened to a man they recognised.

“Mr Davison?” Rebecca asked.

“Yeah... ?” He replied. “Can I help you?”

“Could we talk to you about something you sold at a car boot sale recently?”

“If you broke it it’s not my fault,” Frank said.

“No it’s not that, we just want to ask you about it,” Olivia said.

“Alright, come in I guess,” Frank said, and the 3 teens did so.

“It’s about some CDs,” Dylan said as they walked into his living room; A fairly ordinary place. “You sold them to my granddad.”

“A box of them was it?,” Frank asked. “I remember that. I never listen to CDs any more so I figured I’d be rid of them. I’ve had them all years.”

“Do you know about one that said “Master PC” on it?” Dylan asked.

“Never heard of that. Is that some new band? I don’t really listen to pop, although I suppose I could have bought it years ago and forgotten about it.”

“It’s not a band,” Olivia said. “It’s a computer program that was on that CD.”

“Well then I definitely don’t know what you mean. I avoid computers if possible, and my wife and I never had any kids, so it’s not theirs. I probably got it free with something years ago and it ended up down there.”

“So you’ve got no idea where that CD came from?”

“No. Why do you care, anyway?”

“We just wanted to know, because...” Olivia said, trying to think of an excuse. “It’s a rare game. We were curious where this copy came from.”

“Well I’ve got no idea, sorry.”

“Alright, well, thanks for your time,” Rebecca said. “Come on sis, Dylan.”

The teens left, and Dylan sighed.

“So now what?” he asked.

“I dunno, we go home?” Olivia asked. “Unless you guys can think of any more leads?”

“No...” Rebecca said.

“It’s probably best,” Dylan said. “I can’t imagine whoever made this wants to be caught. I mean, imagine what would happen if governments got their hands on Master PC. Or terrorists.”

“Maybe it is a government project,” Olivia said. “To try and control people. Developed at Area 51.”

“If that were true there’d be a lot more mind control going on,” Dylan said. “We’d notice.”

“Unless we’ve all been brainwashed into not noticing,” Olivia said.

“You’re really getting into conspiracy theories now,” Dylan said.

“Aaaanyway,” Rebecca interrupted. “Me and Olivia were gonna go shopping, since our clothes are now quite tight on us. You wanna come with?”

“Uh...” Dylan said. A shopping trip with girls, every man’s worst nightmare.

“If you come and carry our stuff we’ll suck you off when we get home,” Olivia said.

“You know I could just go home and make you crave my dick, right?” Dylan reminded them.

“Yeah, but that’s less fun,” Rebecca said. “But you can get the wonderful honour of being our first suckee.”

“I do indeed feel honoured,” Dylan said.

“Well come and help us and we’ll make you feel pleasured.”

Dylan and the girls walked into the centre of Cardiff, at which point they began going around all the big clothing shops, looking for clothes to better fit the girls’ new proportions. Of course, they dragged Dylan into the changing rooms with them, which meant he was effectively stood there with the girls topless (Their old bras long past fitting) and in quite tight underwear while they switched between new articles of clothing. Dylan was sometimes asked for his opinion, but mostly he existed to carry bags.

A few hours later, and the girls had bought quite a lot, including some new undergarments which they changed into in a changing room. The new clothes included new shirts for school, their old ones being rather too tight on their new boobs. Master PC mostly forgotten, they returned to the girls’ house.

“Hey mum,” Olivia said. “Dylan helped us shop, so we’re gonna go watch a film.”

“Alright, have fun,” Mrs Watkins said as the three teens passed, and headed up to Rebecca’s room. The girls dropped their shopping bags on the floor.

“Alright, pull your trousers off,” Rebecca said while Olivia went to set up a DVD.

“What, now?” Dylan asked.

“Of course. We want to suck your dick and you want us to suck it. The movie’s just so our mum and dad don’t get suspicious if they walk past.”

Dylan sat on the side of the bed with his trousers around his ankles, and his erect cock pointing into the air. The girls set the movie going, and then got down on their knees before him. Dylan sat waiting for them, as the girls contemplated what do for their first blowjob. Eventually Olivia made her mind up, and gave Dylan’s scrotum a lick. He shuddered. The girls just giggled, and the two of them began licking away at Dylan’s balls and shaft.

“Ohhh...” Dylan moaned.

“You wanna go first or shall I?” Rebecca asked.

“You go first, Becky,” Olivia replied. “It’s appropriate because you suck more than me.”

“Sure, then I’ll get Dylan to use Master PC to give you the plague,” Rebecca said, playfully punching her sister’s arm. She then knelt up, facing Dylan’s cock. Olivia grabbed hold of it, pointing it towards her sister’s mouth. Rebecca rested her lips on Dylan’s tip, and slid his cock inside her mouth. Dylan just groaned as Rebecca tried to fit his entire magically-enlarged cock into her mouth.

“Oh God...” Dylan moaned.

“How’s it taste, Becky?” Olivia asked, and her sister just gave her a thumbs up.

“Good,” she said with a full mouth.

“Feels good too,” Dylan said as Rebecca sucked him. Olivia climbed onto the bed, and laid Dylan back. She leaned down, and began making out with him while her sister sucked his cock.

“Mmm, you’re one lucky boy,” Olivia moaned. “God-like power and free sex. I hope you’re grateful.”

“Oh definitely...” Dylan moaned, not really thinking about his words.

“She sucking you good, Dylan?” Olivia asked.

“Ohhhhh ... yeah...” Dylan groaned.

“Mmmm, that’s right, suck him good, Becky,” Olivia moaned. “Make him cum. UHHH!”

As soon as Olivia said his trigger word, Dylan exploded into Rebecca’s mouth, which in turn triggered both girls to orgasm at the same time.

“Oh fuck!” Olivia moaned. “Ohhh ... I forgot about that...” Dylan kept jizzing, pumping Rebecca’s mouth full of spunk, before he finally stopped, which also allowed the girls to stop cumming too.

“Warn me next time, Liv’,” Rebecca said as she swallowed Dylan’s cum. “I almost choked on that stuff.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Olivia said. “Anyway, my turn.”

Olivia took her sister’s place, and began sucking away at Dylan’s cock, seeming much more eager about this than Rebecca has been.

“Ohhh...” Dylan moaned.

“Hey Dylan,” Rebecca whispered in his ear. “Why don’t you give her a taste of your jizz?”

“GAHHH!” Dylan cried out as he came into Olivia’s mouth. The girls came too, Olivia giving evil eyes to her sister as she tried to cope with the sudden influx of fluid.

“I fucking hate you,” Olivia said, her mouth full of cock and cum.

“No you don’t,” Rebecca said, keeping herself more composed despite her pleasure. “Cause I make you cum. OH!”

A third orgasm struck the trio, Dylan’s cock not even having stopped jizzing from the second one yet.

“Fuck ... I swear you girls are trying to kill me,” Dylan panted as he finally stopped cumming.

“No, just like making you feel good,” Rebecca replied, kissing him.

“And taking shots at each-other, apparently,” Olivia said, swallowing Dylan’s cum. “Now put your trousers back on in case our mum and dad come in.”

Dylan sorted himself out, and the three of them laid in bed watching the remainder of the film. The movie was followed by a quick three-way make-out session, before Dylan made his way home for the evening. Satisfied, he spent the rest of the evening gaming, not worrying about getting any more sex.

Dylan woke up reasonably early the following morning, and went downstairs to have breakfast. He made a bowl of cereal, and sat watching BBC Breakfast. They’d just gone to the local news, so he ate his cereal while watching Jenny Rees on BBC Wales Today.

 
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