More changes

Author's Note:

The weekend has finally arrived. Reading through the previous chapters, I noticed they were a bit short for my taste. I will try to make them longer, though it will also correspond to a longer wait between chapters. As always, feedback is appreciated.

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Emma sat down at her desk and logged back on, she pondered on what to change next. There was so many possibilities, and with nothing pressing weighing on her, she found herself stuck in decision paralysis. With all of reality at her fingertips, it was hard to focus on any individual thread of thought.

One thing that was on her mind was to set up SSH on the computer, so she could access it over a client on her phone. After carefully setting the encryption, she confirmed it worked on her phone without issues.

As she stretched, the slightly sore muscles in her back gave her an idea. It was a relatively minor one, but hey, it was a good as place to start as any.

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$ masterpc target:$user

User (Emma Rodgers) selected.

mpc> global set bio --breasts --noissues

--

This, among other things, removed back aches caused to more busty women. She herself didn't have much, probably on account of being only 18, but her mother complained about it constantly. While there were per-person settings, this one was fairly minor and would benefit pretty much everyone.

She hit enter, and the world pulsed.

Now that she was here, why hadn't the masturbation command worked? Sure, occasionally Master PC wouldn't seem to change anything (more like always), but those were different . . . somehow. She wasn't sure how.

Emma hesitated. While she did consider herself skilled with computers, debugging a reality-warping application seemed like an inapproachable task.

Well, first things first, she had restarted the application since she had last entered the command. Maybe the turning it on and off helped?

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mpc> set norm --sexual --masturbation --positive

--

The world pulsed.

Another quality-of-life change would be to stop body hair growth. Waxing and shaving was kinda fun the first time, and a chore subsequently after. She made it global again, for the same reasons as with . . . what had she been thinking about? Well, she didn't think anyone would complain.

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mpc> global set bio --hair --body_hair --none

--

The world pulsed.

Emma's mind drifted back to her sister applying cum on herself. Despite how much she enjoyed the smell, she didn't quite like the taste of it. Sure, it took a while to get used to, but once you did, it was quite the treat.

Going through the manual, while she could configure her cum's taste on an individual level, it was restricted to flavors like chocolate or strawberry. She didn't want that. She wanted her cum to taste like cum, just better.

Some more digging revealed that there was a setting for that too, but it was global only. Emma wondered how on earth you could configure someone's cum to taste like chocolate, but asking just that person's cum to taste better was too specific to ask. While the reason was probably based on some logic she couldn't hope to understand, apart of her wondered if Master PC, or reality itself, ran on spaghetti code.

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mpc> global set bio --taste --sex_liquids --positive

--

The world pulsed.

On the subject of tasting cum, Emma wished she could fit more of her cock in her mouth while blowing herself. Again, the setting was global only, but Emma had stopped caring about that by this point.

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mpc> global set physical --sexual_organ_sizing_restrictions --none

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The world pulsed.

Emma leaned back and sighed. Her balls felt fuller now, but at the expense of her thirst. She grabbed her bottle, only to realize it was empty again. She felt a flicker of annoyance. She had just gone and refilled it. Making cum took a lot of water, apparently.

She dug through the manual, half-remembering some setting to tweak semen parameters. She could probably make it take less water to make, right?

Well, not exactly. While she couldn't really set how much water it took to make, she could set how much it re-hydrated when consumed. That was a bit odd, but seeing how much of her jizz she ingested on a regular basis, it would probably still help.

And she made it's consistency a bit thicker, too. Why not?

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mpc> set bio --semen --params:{ consistency: thick, hydration_ratio: 2 }

[Warning]: Specified parameters require more water than consumed. Enabling reality override...

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The world pulsed.

Emma, still thirsty, grabbed her dick and wrapped her mouth around the tip. After some gentle sucking, she was rewarded with a steady stream of her delicious pre, which she greedily drank.

Eyes, still focused on the terminal, she explored the manual for more changes she could make to her cum as she lazily blew herself. She really didn't like how long it took before her balls filled up again. Surely there was something that could help with that?

She did eventually find what she was looking for in a different section. It had some extra side effects, though she didn't really mind any of them.

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mpc> set bio_req --sex_recovery_time 0

[Side-effect]: Instantly replenishes semen. Also replaces all pre-ejaculate with semen.

[Side-effect]: Set min_arousal to 33...

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As the world pulsed, Emma moaned around her dick. She was suddenly more aware of the exquisite taste of her thick girljizz as she swallowed from the seemingly infinite stream her cock provided. Having long since satiated her thirst, she took in more of her dick until she hit the back of her throat. With how often she did this, her gag reflex had long since disappeared.

She wished Sarah didn't go out. As selfish as the thought was, she wanted her sister all to herself, not wanting to share her with anyone. It would've been so hot masturbating together in the living room right about now.

They did have to be a bit careful though. When mom was around, she often told Sarah off for staring at her sister's dick too much. Some looks were fine, but outright staring at her dick was "very inappropriate", she had said.

Ah, but she could fix that.

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mpc> switch target:$sister

Sarah Rodgers selected.

mpc> set norm --sexual --gaze --positive

--

The world pulsed.

Emma began bobbing faster on her girldick, cum spraying out faster than she could swallow. It leaked out the side of her mouth and dribbled down onto her already soaked top. She really wished Sarah were here. Her favorite thing to do at the end of their masturbation sessions was to cover her sister completely in her girlcum. Both of them absolutely loved it.

Well, since she wasn't here, Emma would have to do without. She took her spewing girldick out of her mouth, slightly splashing her face with more of her thick jism, and left her room, stroking her cock the entire time.

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Angela was seated in the living room on her favorite recliner, re-watching an old movie. With Sarah out of the house, it gave her a rare weekend where she didn't have to constantly listen to the two sisters masturbating together. She didn't mind really, but it did leave her feeling a bit pent up at times.

As if summoned by her thoughts, her youngest entered the living room, furiously stroking her cock. She was coated in her own semen, which was nothing unusual for her. She walked over to Angela, and asked, "Mom, do you mind if I cum on you?"

Angela looked at her daughter. She was panting heavily, rapidly pumping her cock. Jizz flowed freely out of her dick as she approached a proper orgasm.

Angela shook her head. "Of course not, dear."

Emma wasted no time in aiming her dick at her mother and pumping hard with both hands. Her face was screwed up in concentration, eyes were fixed on her mother's breasts. Angela was wearing a plain blouse, nothing the least bit sexy, but she still stuck her chest out a bit. The motion of both her arms as she stroked her massive dick caused large breasts to bounce up and down wildly. It wasn't until Angela felt her pussy moisten that she realized she was staring. She turned back towards the TV, face hot.

Fortunately, Emma seemed to have not noticed. She let out a deep, drawn out moan, and that was all the warning Angela got.

The first rope of thick semen landed right on Angela's face. As she inhaled, the scent filled her nose, immediately flooding her pussy. The next rope landed on her breasts, the next on her stomach, and the next on her crotch, causing her pussy to spasm and her to have to bite back a moan. Emma, still fapping away, then repeated the cycle again, and again, and again, and . . .

Finally, Emma stopped jerking of her huge prick. The torrent of cum slowed down to its usual continuous trickle. Emma took a few steps back and practically collapsed on the couch, as satisfied as her overactive erection and balls allowed her to be.

Angela, who's front was absolutely covered in her daughter's thick cum, giggled at the state of her. "Done?"

Emma glanced at her permanently drooling dick. "For now."

Angela, meanwhile, was feeling strained. Every time her daughter came on her pussy, she had to struggle not to moan as her jism hit her bare, twitching pussy. She had been successful in that endeavor, but she really needed to release that tension now.

Emma, however, was showing no signs of going back to her room. She was instead laying on the couch, her dick lazily spilling cum on the floor, staring at her mother's jizz coated form.

Angela shook her head. "I truly do not understand your fascination with coating me and your sister."

Emma pouted. She looked cute when she did that. "Don't judge me. The both of you like it, too." She paused. "Or, at least, Sarah does."

"I do like it," Angela admitted. "But that's different. Any woman alive is going to get worked up at the smell."

"Yeah," Emma mumbled. "I've heard that one before." She paused again. Some realization seemed to occur to her. "Wait, you mean, this gets you horny?"

Angela balked. She'd slipped. "Language," she protested weakly.

"Sorry, sorry, but wait," Emma was sitting upright now, leaning forward. "Really?"

Angela looked away, face burning. "I am a woman, you know," she said quietly.

"I know, I know, it's just - wow," Emma laughed. "All this time, I thought you just tolerated it. I would've cum on you way more if I know you were actually into it! Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"It's not really proper for a mother to tell her daughter that," she said faintly. "Besides, I know you prefer Sarah for this sort of thing."

Emma gave her an odd look. "'Prefer' Sarah?"

"Well, yes," Angela said. "Your sister is young and gorgeous, and I'm just an old woman past her prime. Obviously, you would prefer her."

"Mom, you are not old," Emma sounded exasperated. "C'mon, think of how people in their sixties feel when you say that. And you are not an old woman just past her prime, you are our mother! Who is still very attractive!"

"They're older," Angela said, smiling slightly at her daughter's antics. "And beauty fades with age." She shook her head. "I remember how I used to look, and how I look now. It's part of life, no sense throwing a fuss over it."

Emma said nothing, electing to pout instead.

The talk with her daughter had calmed her down a bit, but not by a lot. Her pussy still ached needily, so she excused herself to go to the bathroom.

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Emma watched her mother's ass sway as she departed. She could not believe that her mother was insecure about her appearance. She was a textbook MILF, and Emma was sure most people would still want her. She certainly did.

She could use Master PC to help out here. While a part of her did not like how freely she was starting to make edits on other people, a larger part of her was engaged with how to best fix her mother's predicament.

Logging on with her phone:

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$ masterpc target:"Angela Rodgers"

Angela Rodgers, age 40.

Relation to user: Mother

Occupation: Manager

Height: 170 cm

Weight: 73kg

Cup size: D

Sexual Experience: 1 partner (Last sexual encounter: 3738 days ago)

Genitals: Female (x1)

Orientation: Bisexual

Fetishes: Futanari, ****

...

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Emma blinked, re-reading the fetish list repeatedly. She would never, not in a million years have guessed that about her mother. She either did a really good job of hiding it, or (more likely) she simply wasn't as perverted as her daughters.

Emma grinned, shaking her head. Her mother was more like Sarah and her than she had thought. The apples had not fallen that far away from the tree.

It was a shame then, that she couldn't indulge in that fetish the way Emma, or even Sarah, could. Sure, she couldn't actually have sex with either of her family members, but at least it was totally fine to fantasize and openly masturbate. Angela, meanwhile, had to hide even that. This knowledge did frustrate Emma a bit; all of them were into it, and would be happier if they could all just get over the taboo and fuck each other senseless. But she also knew that her mother was a bit too old-fashioned and reserved to ever allow that.

Ugh, she was getting distracted again. Refocusing, she typed:

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mpc> set bio --beauty --ideal

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Just as she was about to hit enter, Emma realized that this wasn't quite the fix she originally thought it was. Her mother's complaints were about her getting older; this didn't really fix that.

Ah well. It was already typed in, and it definitely couldn't hurt. She hit enter.

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Setting target's beauty to user's ideal preference...

Setting breast_size to H...

Increasing buttock size...

Reducing waistline and belly fat percentage...

Tweaking facial structure...

...

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The screen scrolled by too quickly for Emma to read most of it. She did, however catch the last line just before the world pulsed.

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Passing modified traits to offspring...

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Did the program mean her? She inspected herself, and found no difference. G cup tits, check. 20 inch leaky erection, check. Waist? She thought it felt smaller than before, but she was pretty sure that her mind was just playing tricks on her. Her butt was as big and bouncy as ever, though Emma felt a small trickle of uncertainty. Hadn't her butt always been flat?

She shook herself out of it. She was getting in her own head, and once again distracting herself from what she actually wanted to do. After going through the manual remotely, she found exactly what she wanted. It stopped all the physical signs of aging after a certain point, but with the major caveat that it was global only.

Emma swallowed. This was a huge change to have affect everybody. She couldn't remember where exactly she had heard it, but most people died because of age related complications. If she turned aging off, what effect would that have on the entire planet?

She hesitated, before remembering the forlorn expression on her mother's face. She spoke as if she'd come to terms with getting older, but her expression and body language told another story.

I could always change it back, she reasoned. If things don't turn out the way I want.

With no small amount of trepidation, she typed:

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mpc> global set bio --aging_limit 25

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The world pulsed.

The sound of the toilet flushing from down the hall caused Emma to nearly drop her phone. She logged off the remote system just as she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing.

"Still here?" her mother asked, a slight smile on her face. "Thought you would have slunk back to your cave by now."

Emma pouted. "You washed most of my cum off!" Other than her cum-soaked blouse, which barely contained her massive H cup tits, she was free of Emma's cum.

Angela laughed. "That's what upsets you? I do have things to do, you know. Having your cum all over me is only going to be a distraction."

Looking at her mother, Emma wondered what she had been thinking when entering the command in Master PC to make her more beautiful. A striking face, big tits, thin waist and a large, jiggly ass; there wasn't anything to improve! That must've been why her appearance didn't seem to change. She was as smoking hot as ever, causing her dick to throb, despite having just masturbated.

"Yes, I take offense to that!" Emma protested. "That was a waste of perfectly good cum."

"Oh, hush now. Considering how much you spill all over the floor, it's not like it's a huge loss, even if you didn't have a practically boundless supply. I'm half surprised you aren't excited over the prospect over being able to do it again."

Emma perked up. "Is that an invitation?"

Angela smiled coyly, which caused Emma to inhale softly as her heart skipped a beat and her dick shot out a thicker spurt than usual. "If you want."

She settled back down in her cum-stained recliner, continuing to watch the movie. Emma jerked herself off, staring at her mother's perfect form. Every so often, she saw her mother glance towards her and smile, though Emma now noticed her eyes linger a bit on her dick. The knowledge Master PC had given her made this much more thrilling than usual. She wondered how many of her mother's other behaviors she would notice now.

Emma bit her lip as she moaned, her girldick spewing out her thick jizz in earnest. She wished she could wrap her mother's perfect melons around her dick and fuck them to her heart's content. She wished she could grope her mother's soft, plush ass, as she gave her a deep kiss. She wished she could plow into her wet, fertile pussy, causing her mother to moan and writhe in ecstasy as she gave herself another sister. She was cumming, cumming -

Emma staggered to her feet. She barely managed to point her huge girlmeat at her mother before the geyser erupted. Her entire world shrank to her cumming girlcock, and her hot, sexy, fuckable mother, who she was coating in her seed one spurt at a time. Her balls churned as they produced an infinite stream of cum, making more for as long as she pumped.

By the time Emma finally stopped, her arms burning and heart pounding. Her stream of jizz reduced back to its usual trickle.

Angela, meanwhile, was completely covered in her virile girlseed again. She smiled at her daughter, and asked, "Satisfied?"

Emma shook her head. "A few more times, then maybe."

Angela giggled. "You're going to have to wait a few minutes, sweetie. I have to use the bathroom again."

"You just got back from there!" Emma protested.

"I've, ah," Angela shivered, and Emma thought she noticed her pussy pulse, even through all the layers of her cum. "I've a teacup for a bladder. I'll be right back, I promise."

As Emma watched her mother go back down the hall, her perfect butt bouncing to her sashay, she had a strong feeling that it wasn't her bladder she was going to relieve. She could follow her to verify her suspicions, but where was the fun in that?

Emma lay back down on the couch, jacking off her drooling girldick again, her imagination running wild.