Part 3

I.

Adam Lowell sat on the edge of his bed shaking his head in disbelief. He should have figured this all out earlier, but because he was too damn busy feeling sorry for him self, it never dawned on him. Had it only been a month since Samantha changed his life? It seemed like eons ago. He glanced over at his dusty computer and sighed. It was hard to believe at one time he was a 'wizard' on that thing, and now he couldn't even touch it... and even if he could 'touch it', he wouldn't know how to use it. Adam picked up his cordless phone and called Heather.

"Hello," a soft sexy voice answered on the other end.

"Heather," he replied.

"Adam! Please! Please tell me you're back to normal!" Heather responded in a panicky voice.

"Listen, Heather... I need to see you right away. I'm in my bedroom and nobody is home... so, I'll leave the front door unlocked".

"I'm on my way!" Heather responded and disconnected the line.

Adam sighed feeling sorry for Heather. He knew that he was misleading her to get her over here but he had to get her here quick.

Prior to this ordeal, Heather had been a bitch... but over the past month she had grown on him to the point where he actually found himself caring for her. He remembered his original intentions and how he simply planned on turning Heather into his sex slave but now he wanted to make things right.

Heather was currently trapped in a curse that didn't allow her to cum unless he was filling one of her holes with his hard dick. He was cursed with not being able to get it up. It didn't matter whether he was fucking her pussy, her mouth, or even her ass, just as long as he was doing it... and that was the problem, because Samantha used Master PC to make sure he went soft every time he got near her.

He had pleading with Samantha to release Heather, but all she did was laugh. He remembered how shocked everyone in school acted when they found out that one of the most beautiful girls in his school suddenly fell head-over-heels in love with the school's computer geek... little did they realize that the passion they felt for one another couldn't even be consummated.

So, while they suffered in their frustrations for the last month, Lisa and Samantha basked in their pleasures... and to top it off they went public with their relationship. The girls didn't have to hide their love anymore so they quickly became the talk of the school... and the funny thing about it was how everyone reacted. Most of the guys were pissed, given two 'hotties' were off the market, but surprisingly a lot of the girls didn't have a problem with it. In fact, a handful of the girls even experimented themselves, looking at Lisa and Samantha as 'trend setters'... and suddenly it became fashionably cool for a girl to make love to another girl.

One of the things that confused him was why Samantha chose to keep herself... and Lisa... with cantaloupe-sized boobs. Both girls possessed a slim waist that spread out into ample hips and a perfectly formed and very rounded ass. An hour-glass shape was an understatement. Lisa possessed long dark hair that she wore teased and looked far too sexy to be real, while Samantha, on the other hand, was blonde and innocent looking, contrasting nicely with Lisa's dark 'wild' look. On the outside, Samantha appeared to be the classic bimbo, but that was only on the outside. Despite the hatred he felt for them, he still got hard every time he heard them panting and groaning through the thin walls separating their bedrooms... and given he had fucked them, it was easy for him to visualize them together, which always elicited a throbbing reaction down below, followed by painful frustration.

Graduation had come and gone and what should have been an exciting time in both his life and in Heather's proved very depressing. He was forced to turn down lucrative job offers as a computer programmer and Heather had to pass up an opportunity to go to a prestigious college in Europe.

Then last week he had overheard Samantha tell Lisa that she had destroyed the Master PC program, which got him to wonder. Did Samantha know enough about computers to delete a program entirely? He decided to investigate and discovered Samantha was a novice at best. Now, more than ever, he felt that Master PC hadn't been destroyed and was probably just sitting there... unused... on his hard drive.

Then last night he was in the living room watching television when Lisa and Samantha came downstairs to prance around in their skimpy bikinis in front of him. Initially, he tried ignoring them, but it was near impossible once they started fondling one another! They told them that they were going away to the beach for the weekend and that they were leaving him all alone.

Now, the girls were at the beach and he had the place to himself. If he was going to try anything, now was the time.

"This had better work," he mumbled to himself, glancing again at his computer.

II.

Heather had been masturbating... was drenched in sweat and her own lubrication... when her cell phone had rung. Knowing it had to be Adam, she quickly removed her sticky fingers and answered it... and mere moments later she was quickly dressing in a pair of hipster jeans and a halter-top and on her way to Adam's.

Every day she asked herself 'how' and 'why'... and every day she came up empty. How was it possible to become sexually obsessed with Adam Lowell? Why was he the only one that could satisfy her craving? She remembered the first time they skipped school together and how horny she had felt. She blushed at how desperate she wanted to fuck him and lost count at how many times she came. She would never have believed it if she wasn't actually living it. She also remembered it as the greatest sexual experience of her young life and when she called him back to her house for another 'bout' of sex, suddenly, without explanation, Adam went from 'rock' hard to soft.

She also reflected on a disastrous evening when she tried to seek sexual relief elsewhere. She had called Jed Knight over to her house... a former boyfriend. The second he had arrived and inside her bedroom, she stripped naked, climbed on her bed and spread them... and Jed proceeded to fuck her nonstop for two hours. Despite being very hot and 'wet' during their screwing, she still couldn't cum!

Then to compound her confusion even more, she noticed an ever-increasing attraction towards her own sex. At first, she had contributed her feelings to her increased horniness, but then she started to fantasize about having sex with girls. Was she actually turning into a lesbian due to Adam's inability to keep it up for her?

III.

Adam was anxious as he paced inside his bedroom...

"Adam?" he heard Heather call out from downstairs.

"I'm in my bedroom, hurry," he shouted.

When Heather entered his room, she was dressed in jeans and a baby blue halter. She literally reeked of sex, which meant that she had been masturbating up a storm. The image she projected... sweaty, huge tits... bouncing up and down... grunting in frustration... sprang him to attention! Heather, who was constantly looking at his crotch to see if he was 'hard' these days, smiled upon seeing it, but when she took a step towards him, he shouted, "No!"

"Wh... what's the matter?!?" she asked, "Please, Adam... I need it!" she begged.

"Not yet... First things, first... We need to do something very important," he responded, wishing that he didn't have to be so tough on her.

"What things, first?"

"I want you to turn on my computer," he stated, trying not to sound nervous.

"Computer? What? I... I... I don't want to go on your computer... I want to fuck!"

Adam saw the lust and confusion in Heather's expression and truly felt sorry for her.

"Listen, Heather... If you don't start focusing on what I need you to do, then neither of us will ever fuck again! Do you want that? Huh? Do you want to go the rest of your life needing me and not having me!?!"

Heather's eyes lit up with fear... and then she started to cry.

"Stop crying and turn my damn computer on," he responded, pointing to his computer.
Heather walked over to his desk, kneeled down on the floor, and flipped on a power surge strip underneath the desk.

'So, that's how it's done, ' Adam thought with a smirk.

Heather then sat down on the chair to wait for it to power up. Eventually, a blank screen flashed a message. "Unauthorized Action... Unauthorized Action... Unauthorized Action."

"What do you want me to do?" Heather asked, looking at him with an unfriendly glare. It was obvious that she was still angry for the way he was treating her.
"I... I don't know... Do what you would normally do," he responded, hoping that Heather could figure it out.

Heather turned back around and hit the 'escape' key, which immediately brought up another screen with two options. 'Enter password to delete Master PC program' and the other option was 'press 'send' to return to Master PC Main Menu.'

'Damn, ' he muttered to himself. He read the screen five times without having any idea of what it meant. He had no choice but to trust Heather.

"Well?" Heather asked, sarcastically.

"I... I don't know, Heather... You'll have to figure it out yourself".

"Why are you doing this to me? I know you're the 'all knowing' on these damn things, so what are you trying to prove?"

"Heather! Please, pay attention to the computer!"

"Damn you!" she shouted back but turned around and sulked.

"Please, Heather... please," he replied, trying to take a different approach.

"Okay, I'll play your game... What's your password?"

"Huh? I... I don't think I have one".

"Well, if you can't give me a password, then I can't use that option, so it must mean I press 'send'," Heather replied, pressing send and then waited for the new screen to come up... 'Welcome to Master PC'.

Adam's eyes lit up. He was right! Samantha hadn't deleted Master PC like she had thought she did.

"What next?" Heather asked.

Adam looked at the screen shaking his head. He still couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know, Heather, but I know you can figure it out. Think! I want you to find a point where you can make me the subject".

"Huh?"

"Doesn't any of this make sense to you?"

"No, should it?"

"Try!"

Heather played around with it for a few more seconds before finding the small box in the top right corner. She clicked on it and a menu popped up giving various options. Heather clicked on the icon and the computer asked for a name. There was a drop down menu and it reflected four names. Adam saw that he was one of those names and smiled.

"Why's my name on this?" Heather asked, interrupting his train of thought.

"Ignore it! It's me you need to be concerned about!" he snapped.

Heather started to tear up again as she clicked on his name, and then quite instantly a 3D image of him appeared on the screen.

"Look! Your image is wearing the same clothes you're wearing now!"

"Never mind that, click on something else!"

"But I want to go back and click my name, so I can see what my image looks like," Heather complained.

"NO! We can do that later! Remember, focus on me!" Adam responded in anger.
Heather looked back at him with her own anger, but reluctantly did as she was told. Slowly, she moved the cursor up to the '?' icon and read the onscreen message. "Whatever you enter... the subject will 'feel' or 'be' immediately after pressing the 'send' button".

Adam suddenly felt really nervous, knowing that Heather was sitting on an awful lot of power... and if she was smart enough to figure it out, she could easily turn the tables on him.

"You're doing a great job, Heather! Now, type in the words... "ADAM WILL REGAIN HIS COMPLETE KNOWLEDGE OF COMPUTERS".

For a brief moment, it appeared that Heather was contemplating something, but then she gave him a weak smile and began typing the exact words he had requested... but nothing happened.

"Why isn't it working?" Adam asked, suddenly incredibly fearful.

"Why isn't what working?" Heather asked.

"You must have forgotten something!" he cried.

"I forgot to execute the command," Heather replied, after rereading the instructions.

"Then execute it!" he responded, impatiently.

"Oh, Okay," Heather replied and then pressed the 'Send' button.

Quite instantly, he felt a rush of computer knowledge flood his mind and was nearly knocked on his ass from the impact. He was stunned for a moment and actually had to grab the wall for support, but he was also elated.

"Get up!" he excitedly instructed Heather, nearly knocking her out of the chair, but the second he tried to reach for the mouse, he found he couldn't touch it! Then he tried to type and failed to touch the keyboard! Then he remembered Samantha telling him he couldn't touch computers anymore.

"What's wrong?" Heather asked, alarmed at how frantic he had become.

"Heather, I need you to type one more thing for me, okay sweetie. Then I promise we'll fuck the rest of the morning away!"

Heather's eyes lit up with anticipated pleasure and he could actually see her big boobs pitch forward with arousal. She looked down at his 'hard-on' and licked her lips... then returned her attention to the computer.

"Type the following command," he instructed... 'Adam Lowell can touch computers'.

"Okay," Heather responded, looking slightly confused.

"Don't forget to press 'send'," he added and no sooner had Heather pressed the 'send' button he traded places with her again! "Yeah!" he shouted out as his fingertips touched the keyboard... 'Return Adam's sex organ back to normal.' 'Send'. Adam quickly brought down his image and brought up Heather's. 'Heather... you will not remember any of the pain and discomfort you felt during this past month, nor will you remember the time you spent on my computer. You will never have a desire to touch my computer. 'Send'.

Adam turned to look at Heather for a second and smiled. She smiled in response... then looked confused... and then smiled again.

"Let's fuck," Adam stated with a grin.

Heather squealed out with incredible happiness...

IV.

Heather whimpered, moaned, groaned and 'came' like an afternoon thunderstorm! One orgasm after another crashed down on her, flooding her with pleasure beyond belief... as Adam continued to thrust in and out of her like a 'sledge hammer'. She wasn't sure exactly when she had passed out, but she found herself laying on Adam's bed, legs spread and leaking both their juices. Only vaguely did she notice Adam get off the bed, go sit in front of his computer again, type something... and then rejoin her in bed sporting a brand new erection! Then it was ecstasy all over again!

When Heather woke this time, she found Adam again typing on his computer... and she giggled at the thought of how much he loved that damn thing. She also found herself gazing at him with brand new emotions and wondered if she was falling in love with him? There was something about him that made her feel safe and secure in addition to her attraction. She knew her feelings were very different from anything she had felt before and knew now that it wasn't just 'lust', but 'love' that she felt.

"Adam... I love you," she proclaimed, beaming up at him.

Adam turned around to look at her and smiled. Then his eyes roamed over her naked, spent body, which turned her on all over again.

"Heather, I've got a lot of things that I need to take care of... so, I'd like for you to go home. I'll call you a little later, okay sweetie?"

At first she felt disappointed, but then it quickly disappeared. For the first time since she began fucking Adam, she suddenly realized she trusted him and no longer felt that uncomfortable need to be with him. "Okay, Adam... I'll be home soaking in a bath just in case," she responded, giggling.

Heather used a washcloth to wipe off the combination of perspiration and cum off her body, and then slid into her skin-tight jeans. She saw Adam watch her as she slipped on her halter-top, so she purposely gave him a jiggle.

"Would you like me to take care of that before I leave?" Heather asked Adam, cupping and fondling his cock. Given Adam was still very much naked, it was obvious that he was aroused again.

"Normally, I'd love you too, but not right now I need to do something," Adam responded.

Instead of pouting, she grinned... then shrugged her shoulders and headed out the door.

V.

Adam had eliminated the sexual hunger Heather had been under and replaced it with a strong genuine love for him. He also made it so strong that regardless of what he did; she would still feel safe and secure in their relationship. If he so chose, he could fuck the entire cheerleading squad in front of her and she'd never feel the least bit threatened or upset with him.

From this point on, Heather was his number one girl and as far as he was concerned, she would rule with him. He asked Master PC if Heather liked her big breasts and was pleased to discover she did. He also took a 'look see' regarding her sexuality and discovered she had possessed a latent desire for a lesbian encounter before he tampered with her, and this pleased him, also. He then brought up his own file to consider his own changes. 'Should he enlarge himself?' He was slightly above average as it was, but added a couple of extra inches and thickened himself anyway. He also increased his 'staying' power and made it where he could grow an erection from mere thought. This would eliminate his trips to the computer to get himself 'hard' again. He also decided to give himself more muscle definition and added a couple of inches to his height.

'Much better' he thought with a smile.

Now, he wondered if he could take this to the next level by making himself stronger and faster. He asked Master PC how fast he could run and the program responded, '13 miles per hour for 50 yards before slowing down', so he made it where he could run twice as fast and for the duration of one hundred miles! He then made himself five times stronger, made it where he could jump six times higher and further and endowed himself with an expert ability to fight.

Then he turned his attention to Samantha and his sister... Quickly, he brought them up on the split screen and saw that they were wearing their new two-piece bikinis. This meant that they were either heading to the beach or already there. How should he punish them? He thought about their lesbian relationship and decided that it wasn't really fair that two girls that looked as 'hot' as they looked be exclusive to one another, so he made it where they would feel desire for several partners and not just females.

Adam then focused on Samantha, wanting to get somewhat even with her. First, he decided on a temporary attitude adjustment and reduced her surface IQ in half and also eliminated her ability to count and comprehend numbers. Then, not wanting history to repeat itself, he made it where she would never want to touch a computer again for the rest of her life. By the time he was done, he had turned Samantha into a true airhead, but also made it so she would be fully aware of what she'd become... and for good measure he gave her an uncontrollable case of the giggles. Then, he altered the both of them physically, where they would release a scent when they became aroused. This scent would affect any guy or girl that got a whiff of it like an aphrodisiac, and not only would they become extremely horny, but the males would become very dominant in their behavior, while the girls would be rendered docile.

VI.

Samantha was rubbing suntan oil on Lisa's thighs when she suddenly felt a tingling inside her head. At first she shook it off and continued to tend to Lisa... enjoying the feel of her lover's buttocks, but then a strange giddiness surfaced, eliciting a giggle.

"What's so funny?" Lisa asked, looking at her with a confused smile.

"I... I don't know," she responded, and giggled again.

Lisa giggled in response.

Samantha wasn't sure why she was feeling so happy, but she didn't really care, either.

VII.

Wendy Carmichael had been jogging in the park when she suddenly felt an incredible compulsion to go to Lisa's house... and the suddenness and intensity of it really had her reeling. 'Why?' she asked herself. It didn't make since. Sure, they'd been best friends and at one time did everything together... but all that changed the day Lisa and Samantha came out of the 'closet'.

She remembered how shocked she'd been... not to mention embarrassed. She couldn't count the number of times the three of them used to strip naked in front of each other to try on different clothes. Of course, with them 'coming out' started the rumors, and one that was circulating had her a lesbian, too.

Wendy suddenly veered off from the trail and headed in the direction of Lisa's house. This would put an extra couple of miles to her jog, but she knew that she wouldn't have a problem. As a junior, she was already the School's fastest cross country runner and the most valuable player on the soccer team.

VIII.

When Adam opened the door he wasn't disappointed. Wendy looked even sexier in person than her 3'D' computer image. She was tall, standing only a smidgen shorter than his 'own' 5'9"... wore her long auburn hair tied back in a ponytail and was dressed in a bright blue spandex outfit.

"Is, Lisa here?" Wendy asked, looking completely confused.

"No, she isn't... but I am... and that's why you're here," he responded with a grin.

"I don't understand," she replied, taking a moment to catch her breath.

"Come inside, Wendy..." he commanded, stepping aside... and as she passed, he caught a whiff of her sweaty body. "You smell nice," he stated, smiling.

"I... I'm sorry," she responded, blushing. "I... I was out jogging and I... I just had to see Lisa... and I... I'm so embarrassed. I wanted to take a shower but I didn't have time... I know I must look a mess".

"Relax, Wendy... and no need to apologize. I'm serious when I tell you I love the way you smell... and as far as I'm concerned, you look delicious," he added, smiling.

The look of shock on Wendy's face was priceless.

"Why am I here?" she asked while he led her to the living room.

"I'll explain everything, but first I want you to be more comfortable... so, here's what you're going to do. I want you to strip down naked, go upstairs, and then take a nice 'pleasurable' shower. You can use whatever stuff Lisa has in the bathroom and then come back down here and join me".