#master pc

[be-pretty-for-me]

Roommate Rewritten

Emily was my first. First roommate, first college crush, and the first time I used Master PC.

I had read about it online, did some digging on forums and sites that definitely gave me some malware, but I ended up with something that looked the part. The old 90s UI flickered onto my screen with a simple "Welcome New Master!" after I ran the setup wizard. A search bar hung in my face for a solid minute so, taunting me with endless possibilities (supposedly), but I was stumped.

Then, as if by some cosmic force, I heard the front door open across the apartment. I smirked to myself, of course it had to be her. If this program really worked she was the best candidate; cute (I had a soft spot for alt girls), just about my age, and we already lived together.

So I typed her name in, and saw a scarily accurate 3-D render of her appear, wearing her black hoodie and jeans, in a sitting position. Tabs and submenues appeared en masse, I found a section on "personality", and ran a little test "Subject will find Anon incredibly attractive. Subject will walk around in lingerie, topless, or no clothing at all while home alone with Anon and doing so will cause her to become very aroused."

I smiled, "should be a good way to find out if this is bullshit or not" I thought to myself as I pressed enter. "Though, I don't know how long it'll take."

I decided to take a quick shower to relax from classes and give the changes some time to settle. 30min later I opened the door, looking around for my new, nude, nypho roommate to jump me like some sort of animal in heat. To my disappointment, her door was wide open and she was nowhere to be found there or in the kitchen. I trudged back to my room, a little deflated, before hearing a giggle as I entered the door.

"Heyyyy Anon" Emily practically moaned from atop my bed.

I dropped my towel in surprise, blushing immediately at the sight of her pale petite frame on display on my messy bed.

"Oohhhh, I didn't know you were so pretty, hun." She purred as she made her way towards me "Mmmph, I'm feeling so hot and bothered all of a sudden, do you think you could help a girl out?"

"I uh, huh, umm... "

Another giggle, before that animal in heat I was looking for pulled me into bed, fucking me with her soft cute body for hours until we both passed out.

The next day I found myself reminiscing about my night with Emily while in a lecture. I had gotten a taste and decided to see what else the program could do. Just some small adjustments all around. I opened Emily's profile again, and went to her proportions. I changed her breasts from a 30B to a pair of heavy round 34DDs and made them more sensitive. Then widened her hips and filled out her ass a bit, giving her a nice hourglass figure.

Back to her personality tab, I added "Subject is addicted to fucking Anon and is submissive to them". Before submitting all the changes I quickly added "Subject is aroused by any physical changes made" just to cover my bases, and pressed enter.

The lecture was just about over when I got a text from Emily.

"Hey, I don't know what's going on, but my tits exploded out of my top, I think my ass is bigger and I really need you, come back to the apartment asap."

Already having trouble hiding my excitement from the thought of her bursting out of a top, I nearly fainted when the second text arrived with it's attachment.

"Don't keep me waiting, baby."

I arrived home, excited to embrace my enhanced roommate, horny beyond belief. She rounded the corner into the living room and my jaw almost hit the floor. The picture was nothing compared to the sexed up version of Emily in front of me that slowly stalked her way towards me. She bit her lip, obviously happy to see me.

"Like what you see?" She said, as she ran her hands up her new curves. "I don't know how it happened, but frankly I don't care. I feel soooooo good."

She came close, very close, I felt her hot breath, I watched her new massive breasts heave up and down hypnotically. She noticed my fixation on her chest and hummed and she began to guide my hands along her soft hips...

"At first I was a little freaked out, they were so heavy."

Up her sides...

"And it happened so fast."

She placed my hands firmly on her chest, my palms sank into the biggest tits I had ever seen, let alone held. Her eyes rolled back uncontrollably, she moaned and her grip tightened while she shuddered.

"Ohhhh fuuuuuck that feeelllsss, Uhhhhhhhnn".

My fingers danced across her huge tits. She came, melted into my hands, and grasped frantically at my shirt for the flesh she craved underneath.

Panting, she managed to finish her thought while I enjoyed the rest of her body. "Haaa, haaa. It's all so hot though. Haa haa. I look like such a ..."

"A slut." I said, as I took two handfuls of her enlarged ass.

"Mmmmmm." She kissed me. "Yeah, and I want to show you just how much of a slut I really am."

A few weeks passed in an instant, between classes and all of the sex with my now girlfriend, time escaped me. I was so caught up in life I left Master PC alone for a good while. Proud of my self control, everything in moderation after all. Besides, my bombshell girlfriend was something I should enjoy for a while, I thought as I opened the door to the apartment.

"Hi baby! How was class?"

"Hey Em. It was fine, unit is a little over my head right now, so I'll have to review it later."

"Oh, poor thing, maybe I can help destress you a bit?" Emily smiled playfully and thrust her chest out at me. "You wanna fuck my titties? Or maybe I could go down on you!" She giggled.

Alright. Maybe I made a few more changes...

[thetitans-stories]

Maria turned her chair after finishing her recording. She was a streamer and videogame player. She looked at her roommate that burst in through the door just staring at her. Yes, she had a ample bosom, something that she had used for many years to gain a respectable number of followers. Sadly, they were not enough to make rent alone, so she needed a roommate. Eric seemed a decent enough fellow gamer that did not seem to mind nor approach her with sexual intent, so she was content with sharing the place with him.

However his leering eyes today told her a very different story, as he was staring at her chest, very obviously. She was going to say something when she heard a female voice from his room across the hall. Eric turned around and went back, but this peaked Marias curiosity. Why did Eric have a girl here, when she knew nothing about such?

Stepping into his room, she was shocked silent. A gorgeous figure, perfectly dressed as one of the mages from the very videogame she was playing stood in his room. However much more scantly dressed than her game counterpart, everything from the staff, to the hair, makeup and even her voice was that from the game.

She was so enamored she failed to notice Eric sitting down by his computer and typing. She felt a tug, that pulled both her and the mysterious woman to walk out onto the balcony overlooking the city. They had a nice place that overlooked most of the city, but something felt off.

How did she afford such a place with just one roommate, at a wage of a streamer? She remember moving in about a year ago, but very little details about how they got it. She looked over at her boyfriend sitting at the computer, and was about to says something when a pair of lips touched hers.

Her boyfriend knew she was Bi and had at one point admitted her crush on this character, but how much had it cost him to hire such a cosplayer? Thousands at least. That is when she felt it. The tremors in the air. Something shifted.

She was now staring at a beautiful elven princess. Her impossible hair growing out, her clothes shifting. Memories of the game character fading from her mind, replaced with moments of her elf girlfriend and herself pleasuring their boyfriend.

They both knew this threesome was one of love, as they all loved each other very much and had professed as much. Shan-Dalri had one of the best tongues Mary had ever felt eating her out, and she had learned a lot in the terms of blowjobs from her centuries of experience.

She embraced her girlfriend tightly, knowing the elf did not feel cold the same way she did, but happy to feel close to the one of two loves of her life. Eric sat by his large computer setup still typing, but Mary didn't care much about that. He made the money, they just simply enjoyed.

Again Mary felt a jolt running through the air, but this time it was within herself. Something shift. Something growing. A short headache.....

and it was gone. Slave M kneeled on the balcony, next to her sister slave, both ready to pleasure their one true Master. Yes, she had once been a demon from hell sent to this mortal plane. Master had found her and with some magical boon of a kind none of her kin understood, he had shifted her into this sex puppet she had become.

She was constantly horny, her sister slave only able to satisfy some of her needs. Not allowed to speak, she tried her best, all the time, to seduce their Master. Her collar showed her status as a slave, while she was not allowed to wear more than a bikini, but she could work with the limitations in seducing most mortals.

Master on the other hand was no mere mortal. She had observed him summoning fantastical creatures of all kinds, all female obviously, into his rom and they all bowed to him as her new sister slaves. Just like how he had once summoned her.

At some point, she would return to the hells where she belonged, and she was trying to plot some way of breaking this enslavement when she suddenly felt her Masters gaze upon her. Her eyes touched the ground as her green hair swirled around her head. Did he read her mind? If he did, she would not have much time be....

Cumtoy orgasmed as the cum filled its existence. It had fulfilled its purpose. To pleasure the owner was the one thing any cumtoy had to perform in life. Filled with pride and cum, cumtoy was happy to exist as it did. With its gaping hole dripping, it could only be sad that the cum was leaving it for now.

Owner, Master and Creator held it in his grip. Whatever he needed, it would do. He tossed it to the o´corner of the room, discarding it like a used toy. Cumtoy kept orgasming as more cum leaked out of her on the floor. Its purpose was fulfilled. Its mind, whatever that was, faded away as a leaking onahole remained in its place.

A French maid with bunny ears picked it up later and cleaned it out. Nothing remained inside. No cum. No mind. No thoughts.

[thetitans-stories]

“Karen, look what I found on Jerrys laptop!” “Please Susan, I don’t care what that nerd has photos of, I don’t…” “No, no, no, it’s nothing like that, come look. It’s called Master PC and I think he has been changing the girls around the office.” “Changing? With a program? Did you hit your head on something?” “Let’s see. Targets original memories are restored from yesterday. And Enter.” “……. What…. Wait… He…. I’m…..” “Turns out he didn’t do much to me, but you, holy crap were you ugly.” “I don’t care, change me back!” “Hold on, would you not want to have a little bit of… you know… fun with the girls first?” “What do you… Ohhhhh. I see. Should we not check if we can do anything to Jerry first?” “Already checked, looks like this version only supports altering females. All the bars and fields were grayed out.” “Dammit. But I just had the best idea of what to do to that snob in reception. Gimme!” “Have fun!”

“There we go. Much better. Now you can greet everyone the proper way. Oral to anyone that wishes for it and proper directions for everybody else.” “I like your thoughts on that. Is she good?” “Best in the world. All those other thoughts had to go, but hey, at least she is useful now.” “Great. Now it’s my turn. Time for those bastards up in HR to get a taste of thier own medicine.

“Silly, silly bimbos. Should not have tried to outsmart me in that Henderson debacle. Now you all have to share IQ, It seems to be a bit hard for you all, so good luck in the future.” “Not that I’m complaining, but are you sure we are back to normal? This seems… odd… even for us.” “Now that you mention it, maybe…..” “……” “….maybe we should go up a bit. Those boss types need a lesson or two.” “Cool!”

“Turns out the head of PR really is a witch.” *giggle* “Stop it. But I know who’s next.”

“Guess you can’t remove everything. Even after changing, the head of Finances is still a lazy bitch who does nothing.” “Nice tattoos. Now who should we target next?” “Not sure, ma…….”

“…ybe what the fuck? Did you change us?” “No! Of course not. But who…. Oh crap. You don’t think Jerry had a backup program on another computer?” “ShitShitShit, think of something fast then!” “Of what? We can’t move, and the laptop is gone.” “Well do something quickly before…..”

“The Masters oath must be preserved.” “Oh shit. Think Susan think. How….”

“…can your faithful protectors serve you today Master?” “Yes Master. Anything you wish Master.” “Yes Master. Anything you wish Master.”

[thetitans-stories]

Katarina sat at her game station, the one place she could have private from her boyfriend. While they were both massive nerds, she loved to just play games and have fun, while her boyfriend Derek where a bit more on the active side, cosplaying and spending time in chat groups. Now, Katarina knew full well about some of the context of those groups, but if he was happy and didn't bother her for intercourse too often, she was happy with it too. Her belly bounced against the table as she had to keep her arms outstretched just to see the keyboard. With a heavy sigh, she knew her body was not attractive by most standards, but Derek seemed not to mind at all. She tried to dress up for him from time to time, but it mostly fell flat, she just didn't have the body.

Playing her favorite game, Warrior unleashed, her vision suddenly got blurry. As if her eyes ached or something. Taking her glasses off, they shimmered away into nothing in her hand, and from her memory as the case on her table vanished as well. Her body morphed and shifted in the strange miasma she was in. When it finished, a gorgeous redhead sat where a fat nerd had been seconds ago. Not even a beat changed in Kats expression. Her posture was the same, but now her breasts were the thing that made her unable to see her keyboard. Photos on her desk had become those of her cosplaying various fantastical creatures with her Boyfriend. She loved how he ogled her in them.

Bursting in through her door was Derek, holding a laptop in hand and staring at her.

"Honey, I told you, this is my private time, you cant just burst in like that." Kat turned to Derek, knowing full well his gaze would go to her ample cleavage rather than her face, a distraction method she had used many a times. But Derek was looking all over her body, just just her chest. "Is something wrong deer?" she asked, now more concerned. He tapped away some at the laptops keyboard and that shimmering feeling appeared all over again.

Katharinia, mage of the 11th circle, stood in her standard battle gear, spellbook in hand and ready to disintegrate this unusual human that had appeared out of nowhere behind her.

"Halt intruder! As a Mage of the Conorum, I demand you explain yourself. How did you teleport yourself to this land? What is that strange device in your hands?"

The intruder seemed to not be paying her much attention, but looking around at the scenery and back at his device. Now, Katharinia was allowed to speak threatening words to intruders, but unless they showed themselves to be hostile she was not actually allowed by the council to blast intruders into particles unless in self defense.

"Listen. What is your name? How did you get here?" she demanded. A ripple effect appeared all around her and she had to hold her head a bit. That was magic. Magic powerful enough to alter the fabric of reality. But how? Looking down on her clothing, it appeared to show a lot of skin, very impractical for battle gear, but somehow it made sense for her to wear it. Yet at the same time it would not protect her from an orcs axe or a goblins dagger.

Understanding that this wizard was a worthy opponent, she also understood the immense power he had in his hands, having deduced it was his focus.

"Please, we can work something out. There is no need to change anything further. How about...."

"....I give you a blowjob Master and we can take it from there." Katy smiled as her Master had created her. Well, she knew she used to be someone. But that did not matter anymore. He had simply removed all will from her mind and now all she wanted to do was please and pleasure him for all of eternity. He could keep changing her, she didn't care. Her master dropped his pants, showing a very large member. Katy dove happy down, putting her lilac lips around it and proceeded to use all of her fairly new knowledge on how to pleasure him to very good use.

A small part of her brain was screaming at her that something was wrong, but she silenced it for good with a thought, banishing whatever that was to the far realms where it could suffer for not wishing to please her one true Master. Bobbing up and down, she could feel her chest expand and then her memory of any smaller breasts vanished as well. And she knew just how to use said breasts to very much pleasure her Master.

[thetitans-stories]

( Continued from https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688581006780940289?source=share )   Gen sneezed as she materialized inside the cloudy mists of her lamp. That is strange she thought. Normally she only sneezed when a particularly heavy wish was granted and she had to rewrite a lot of reality to grant it. Odd. Anyway, she didn’t have to wait long. Somebody must have found her lamp cause she felt the usual sucking and *POP* she materialized in the mortal realm, her legs still made of gas connecting her to her eternal prison. She looked over the Master that had summoned her this time. Young adult. Cute in that kind of nerdy way. “Greetings Master. You have summoned the Genie of the lamp. What is your wish?” While the shell shocked master stood in front of her trying to form words she looked around the room. Student flat, one room. Posters of half naked cosplayers. Yup. Nailed it. Nerd. With shaking hands the man put down her lamp on the table and pulled out his wallet. What was he going to do? Bribe her? But he just pulled out a large piece of paper. Oh no, is this one of those nerds that thought about a possible wish for years? This could not end well. Usually Gen had to deal with impulsive, on the spot wishes. Easy to grant, easy to twist. The man cleared his throat as he read from the paper: “I wish that any female that I find attractive and observes me will instantly and forever see me as the most attractive person they have ever seen without altering my physical or mental state.” Gen was smiling all the way through the wish until the last few words. Her twist was up in smokes, literally. She tried to think of a different twist but the magic was already flowing out of her hands as she as matter of fact stated “Your wish is granted Master.” and slapped together her hands with a bang, sending the magic into the Master, making his eyes glow for a few seconds and then….. nothing. Gen looked down at her hands. The wish worked, didn’t it? Examining her hands and yup, the magic had been released and the wish granted. As she looked up, she had to take a deep breath, even if she had no need for air. Standing before her was the most perfect example of a Master that she had ever laid her eyes upon. His hair. His eyes. His cheeks. His hands. Everything. Perfect. She materialized herself as far down to her knees as she could, still bound to the lamp from her feet. Just so she could fall down on her knees and gaze up at this perfection in front of her. He started talking. Even his voice was like honey for her ears. Something about numbers. Her mind a bit jumbled by the visage in front of her she let her subconscious answer. She just blurted out a reply “Normally Masters get three wishes but for you my love I will grant as many as you would ever want.” He seemed pleased with this answer but suddenly the door burst open behind him. A pretty cheerleader, his age, stormed in hurling insults. At least until she gazed up the Masters visage. Her tirade gone from the air and her mind before her knees hit the floor in worship just staring at him. The Master said something again. Again, Gen could not care what he actually said, she just embraced the melody of his words. “Granted” she stated, as the breasts of the transfixed cheerleader burst out from her tight clothing enlarged by magic. Master smiled at both of them and that made Gen smile too. If her Master was happy, she was happy. He said some words again and both of the girls stood up, half naked now. He wrapped one arm around each of them and for a second Gen had a orgasm. The bad thing about being a Genie of the lamp is that you must always be able to grant wishes of the owner. So while she did orgasm from his touch, her body quickly calmed down or it would possibly miss a wish. The other girl had no such bad luck and was constantly squirming and rubbing herself up against the Master. Noticeably horny. Very well. Master would wish when he needed to, so Gen followed him and her new sister-slave out of the room and onward.

[thetitans-stories]

Part 1 can be found here:  https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688494196702789632?source=share Floof watched as the Master left the estate to go about His business. She was never afraid of getting bored since her mind shut down within minutes of the Master not being around. She just felt that something was not right. Something…. ————Flash of reality transfer————- Samantha awoke standing up in the kitchen. Saddened, she gulped down the glass of orange juice in her hand and returned to her laptop. Changing herself and her boyfriend like that was not as exciting as it had been a few days ago. Yes, they could live in a glorious mansion with servants all around and she could be his slave for that time, but she felt that she had gotten herself into a rut. Her imagination was never great. She snapped her fingers in the air. Of course! Her boyfriend had a huge number of sketches. He was super imaginative. Naturally he kept them hidden from everyone, but she had seen some of them as he was working on them and didn’t know she was looking over his shoulder. Sitting down by the laptop on the bed she pondered how to write this perfectly. Time limit and knowledge limit remained in place, both for herself and everybody else. But now the transformation line read “Users reality will be altered into a random slave version of a character users boyfriend has thought of.” Looking over the commands, she felt a surge of excitement once again. Her finger hovered over the Enter key, shaking a little bit before a smile crept across her lips and pressed the button down……

Tracer struck her classic pose for her Master. Sure, he had been a evil villan only a few minutes ago, but with his device he just sucked all of that free will out of her brain. With absolutely no willpower to rewind this wonderful transition she just began to undress, ready to be fucked by his glorious manhood. Not a long time after that, she, her breasts and her body in full was bouncing up and down on the Masters fantastic cock, plunging deeper and deeper into her as she rode on top of him. Her orgasm was as sudden as the beam of light that had enslaved her in the first place. She rode the orgasm, until it crashed away. Sad that it had not lasted long, she realized something and rewinded. Her body shimmered on top of Him as her body returned to its pre-orgasm state. Seconds later, she came again for the first time. Rewind. Orgasm. Rewind. Orgasm. An hour later, the drooling empty husk of the former heroine lay on the bed, still automatically rewinding to experience another orgasm, the Master stood up from the bed and walked away with a smile on his face.

[thetitans-stories]

Samantha kept munching on her third pizza of the day. This would have bothered her a few days ago but with the discovery of the Master PC program, her perfectly cute bubble butt, her slim model waistline, her long gorgeous hair draped over her back and bed, all of those physical concerns were gone. When she discovered the program, it became clear to her that the few permanent changes she did to herself was accepted as perfectly normal by everybody else, including her boyfriend (who got a update in the downstairs department, mainly for her own pleasure). But that was not where she wanted to go. Looking through the settings, she had found the perfect combination for her own little kinks: First and most importantly, reset reality to previous physical and mental state after 24 hours passed. Checked. Awareness of reality having been altered during the duration: Nobody. Checked. Oblivious to the program and its changes for the duration: Herself. Checked. Retaining all memories after changes have concluded: Herself. Checked. Typing in the changes for this first trail, she hit Enter and….

“You humans are very silly, modesty do you call it? I don’t see any reason for me to have this on me.” “I told you already, my name is Daniel, now will you please put some more clothes on?” “There is no need, I already told you so. The holographic projector can make me look like any of your species, including outfits, but I prefer to look like normal with you here.” “Please Samdexherathi-berhatgDAAA that name is just simply impossible to pronounce with a human tongue.” “Again, I told you to call me Sam, that is perfectly fine for this type of first contact. Now, what were you going to say” “Please don’t use your pheromones tonight. I have a super important meeting tomorrow and I can’t spend the night fucking you again, no matter how pleasuring it is mmmmmmm.” “Oh, you misunderstand little human. Those “Pheromones” you speak of are simply what I smell like. It is not my fault that you become so, what was your word for it again? Right, Horny when breathing it. Not that I complain, Sedrellachich males have nothing in the equipment department compared to you humans. Now how about we get into some inter-species copulations? “hngggggggggggggg” “Thought as much.”

——–24 hours later——-

Samantha lay panting on her own bed, in her much more human skin and body. All the memories of the past 24 hours had been a blur, but after fucking her boyfriend unconscious she had taken the mailman, the neighbor and his wife into her body. It all had felt so natural and fantastic, yet something was missing. Something she had yearned for. and now it was within her grasp. Setting up the limitations exactly the same as before, seriously, this was a reality altering program, how could it not create simple macros? Same as before and then started typing carefully and extremely specific. She hovered her finger over the Enter button and smiled as she pressed it down……

“Welcome home Master Daniel. How may this slave pleasure you today.”

“Ughhh. Still not used to having you around Suki. How was your day?”

“It was pleasing Master. I have cleaned the entire house, done the dishes, washed your clothing and stayed horny all day awaiting your return.”

“Thats grea…wait, I never told you to do that last thing.”

“Silly Master. You don’t actually need to tell me to do things. What kind of a slave would this one be if I could not read your mind and learn what you truly wish for me to do?

“That’s…. a little terrifying but also very hot. How about food?”

“The steak is almost done. Medium rare, correct?”

“That mind reading thing is probably going to take longer to get used to than the hole slave thing.”

“Now, while you eat, would you like me to give you a blowjob, a titjob or fuck me across the table?”

“Ehmmmmm?”

“You are naughty Master. All 3 it is as you command.” ——-24 hours later——- Samantha fell off the bed as she got pulled back into her original reality. Trying to quickly getting back up on it, she had to attempt 4 times standing up before getting there due to the flood of memories pouring into her brain. Suki had a lot of thoughts and memories to go over but one thing was clear. Samantha absolutely loved it, as long as she could reset it back to normal. Looking at the program and the empty change box in it. She was just not the type of person that came up with all of these scenarios, she has done the two she could think of, but she didn’t want to spend time as her old boring self, she wanted to spend the time as other creations, not spending the time making it up.  But what if she didn’t need to? ((Old readers might recognize the story, but I had to make some changes due to images no longer working on this platform, and a lot of these stories are based on said images so I had to do some light rewriting))

[thetitans-stories]

(Continued from https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/thetitans-stories/688510192129818624?source=share ) ———24 hours later ———

Samantha screamed as orgasm rocked her fragile body. Clutching the drenched bed sheets she managed to calm herself down in what felt like forever. She could never have imagined what it would be like to have the same orgasm, repeated over and over for 24 straight hours. Now she knew and she also knew what it would be like to be a mindless cumming body with its mind suppressed for the same time. She knew her boyfriend was a geek and she wasn’t but she liked that about him. But there was something nagging her at the back of her head that something wasn’t right. Shaking away a few more mental cobwebs she pulled the laptop closer. That mindlessness was really hard to shake off, who knew that such powerful effects could transfer between realities for so long. Looking over her commands she almost pressed Enter right away with the same commands as before but she halted herself. Why not make it longer? Or at least a few different ones. So typing in at the bottom of her commands she set “The above changes will occur each 24 hours for the next 72 hours.” She looked it over and felt that should make for a better experience. She pressed the Enter key and reality morphed around her into…..

The Witch of the forest awoke from her trance on a strange bed, in a strange room. She was about to conjure some less revealing clothing when her eyes darted over the large glyph on one wall and her spell fizzled in her hands from not being finished. The Witch knew what had happened to her but she was powerless to do anything about it. A man walked into the room, apparently having heard her chanting. He looked like a decent man but the predatory grin on his face told the Witch she was in a trap with no way out. “Good to see you awake. I don’t know for how long the glyph will hold so lets deal with that first.” The Witch only wanted to scream out in anger and frustration, launching fireball after fireball upon this mortal after she polymorphed him into a frog. But har hands and body simply looked up at him in admiration. “First, cast a permanent love spell on yourself, binding yourself to me.” The Witch could only watch in terror as her hands moved up before her very eyes and a bright pink light zapped itself into her body and mind. It took a second before the Witch looked over her Master and Lover and swooned. One hand twirling her braided hair as her eyes could not leave this perfection of masculinity before her. “Second.” the man pulled on some chains and through the door walked a blue skinned elf, hands manacled and attached to the chain and a gag in her mouth. “Change this useless thing into something of more practical use.”

The Witch looked the newcomer over and a smile crept across her lips. A few hand gestures later a beam of bright blue energy flowed around and into the elf, incapable of doing anything. Once the beam finished, the elf looked….. exactly the same. Apart from her gaze now constantly looking down onto the floor in reverence, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. “What did you do?” her Master and Lover asked. The Witch merely waved a hand for the elf to leave and the elfs entire body liquefied in an instant into a clear blue liquid cascading onto the floor, causing her chains and gag to fall to the floor as well. As the man looked down in shock, the water began to move on its own along the floorboards towards the bathroom. The Witch chuckled and said “She is now your bath slave. When you need her to be, she will be the very liquid that cleanses your body. Any other time she will just be a gorgeous elf standing in the bathroom, displaying herself and awaiting your next visit.” As she explained the Master and Lover only stepped closer to her, smiling more and once she finished the explanation he said “Good. Very good work.” and it was like a torrent of arousal flooding through her system. Pleasing Him was the greatest compliment she could ever have been given. If there was ever any residual part of her former self buried or hiding inside her body or mind, that surge had just washed all of it away. The Witch sprawled out onto the bed, allowing her body to join that of her Master and as he touched her, she felt magic like no other. The power of love. (Also, post nr 69 on this account)