I alsomake myself another inch taller bringing me to a solid 5'7" and grow myhair down to the middle of my back.I turn back to my computer and enter a...few more commands, first I makesure no one can use the program on me without my permission, second noone can use for lack of a better word powers granted by the program toaffect or change me in any way. Finally I give myself the ability toaffect the world and change objects after that I also make sure I cancreate templates of myself and change. He was tall, black hair, brown eyes and very muscular. After probing a little he came right out and asked me if I was a Sub, to which I replied “yes”. He said he was a Dom and asked me if I was looking for someone like him. I found him attractive and since I didn’t know him very well yet I refrained from telling him that I had several Doms already but was always interested in meetimg new Doms who could provide new experiences. So instead I simply said “yes, Sir”. He asked me if I wanted to. ” “Weird like what?” She leaned in and whispered like we were sharing a secret or she was teasing me. “Uh...I don’t know. Just different.” I shrugged. “Different good, or different bad?” She said back with a little smile. I was lost for words because I couldn't explain what I was feeling. I opened my mouth a few times but nothing came out. The third time my lips parted she leaned in and kissed me. Pulling back, she asked again, “Different good? Or different bad?” I felt like I was having. Neither of us knew what to do or exactly how to do it, but over the next three years, we had managed to work our way into a very satisfying sex life together.Now five years after that time at school, she was as beautiful as ever, not tall, only 5'4", at 105 pounds, every inch of her was as solid as she had been in high school. Shelly had spent a lot of time at the gym while I had been working and it had paid off with a perfect hourglass figure and heart shaped ass to die for. As I watched her.