With the camera set to take a picture every ten seconds, I crawled onto the bed. The lens pointing at the middle of my mattress and at the very edge o... the bed. The flash set. Bang. The first one? Kneeling with my knees apart, holding my tits up to show my nipple piercings. The next one? Still on my knees but back on one arm, my free hand opening my slit to show my clit ring. Then a few on my back, knees pulled up and apart. Then I rolled over. A few pictures on all fours from behind. The last. . Still though, fair enough."More than enough."... Anyway, here's the gist of things, folks:"If you're not familiar, Master PC is a reality-altering computer program that can, well, alter reality."It's mostly used for mind control and body modification purposes in other stories that use the concept, but anyone can use it how they see fit if one were to decide to write their own!"There are sliders for how big and shapely one would want an individual's breasts to be, ones that control someone's. She was a loving mistress and we would do anything to make her happy because we loved her and she loved us." What happened?" I'm not sure. It seemed that as time went on, Vickie began to relish the power over us more than she did our love. Then, when she was asked to run the company, power became everything to her. She began to see us, not as loving slaves, but as objects, sex objects, to be used only for her own gratification and then, to further her corporate success. Now, even though Yuki. I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t stop watching.Jess began to slowly slide a second finger inside her pussy. I couldn’t help myself but lower my hand down towards my own aching pussy. Jess pumped her two fingers in and out, gradually building speed, she released soft girlish moans the quicker she got. Whilst finger-fucking herself, she raised her free hand and slipped it under her t-shirt. She began to caress her perky breasts. I slipped a finger inside my pussy, I was still dressed in my.