Siesta

To say Ken felt good as he stepped into wide stone hallway was an understatement. He was riding high on his recent orgasm along with the knowledge that with this computer, he’d gone from being Louise’s whipping boy to the one nearly drowning her in his cum. He was definitely going to fuck her at some point but it was going to be on his terms.

Two people were walking down the hallway and giving him dirty looks as they did so. It was that foppish blonde boy with his arm wrapped around the waist of a completely different girl from the ones he’d been wooing in the past. Ken felt an immediate spike of anger at his memory of the way this asshole had used his stupid rose wand to easily suspend him up in the air when he’d tried to escape the first night.

He was about to step forward and give him a piece of his mind when that same silly wand was lazily directed his way. He froze and sucked in a quick breath. The damn kid might as well be pointing a gun at him! The blonde smiled, “Peasant, you seem to be lacking the proper attire. Is the Zero incapable of even keeping you clothed?”

The girl added with a wicked smirk, “I think she’s taking advantage of the poor boy. I suppose Louise the Zero would have to resort to using her familiar for romance…” While she pressed herself against the blonde’s side to emphasize her superiority in that quarter, Ken noticed her eyes roaming his bare torso with no small amount of appreciation.

“Indeed. Here let me help you, peasant.” Remarked the boy.

Ken realized he’d stepped out of the room without his shirt and while he appreciated the way the girl’s eyes were ogling his muscular and cut torso, he suddenly found his upper body encased in a tight constricting shirt made of soil. Squirming a bit, his now strong muscles tore the faux shirt and soon an avalanche of loose dirt poured down his body, staining his skin and jeans.

The girl giggled behind one hand as the blonde laughed loudly, his head tilted back as they continued down the hallway. Not willing to just take that lying down now that he had power, Ken called out, “Hey! What’s your name?”

The boy waved airily over his shoulder, “You have the honor of having met Guiche de Gramont, son of the Great General Gramont!”

Ken’s eyes narrowed. How do you spell that?

He strode over to a decorative stone fountain a little bit down the hall in the opposite direction that the couple had gone. He sat upon the ledge and set his laptop on his lap but glancing at the water behind him he thought better of it and slid down to sit on the floor. Opening his computer, MasterPC was still up with Louise’s profile on the screen. Ken smirked as he noted the position of her figure, one hand between her legs and another grasping her breast. Given how high he’d put her sex drive at, it wasn’t a surprise she’d be taking care of her needs as best she could.

Focusing on her current adversary, Ken brought up the new entry screen and typed in the boy’s name or at least what he thought was the boy’s name.

No Individual Within MASTERPC’s Area of Influence

Ken scowled at the message. Thanks to the tutorial he knew that the program’s effective range was 300 miles in every direction. This meant he’d spelled the blonde’s name wrong. He tried several other likely possibilities but was frustrated each time. Given that he had some magic spell translating the local’s language for him, he supposed it made sense that it wasn’t all that easy to figure out how to spell these weird names. Louise had some letters at her desk that had helped him puzzle out the proper spelling. After a moment, Ken shrugged. He could get Louise to help him out later.

Right now he decided to focus on some fixes to his own profile, specifically his stamina. He messed around with his sexual sliders until he produced the effect he wanted. Glancing around at the still deserted hallway, he carefully unzipped his jeans and **** out his fat flaccid member. Ken concentrated and slowly his soft length of nine inches began to engorge. After about 15 seconds he was fully hard and he willed it to stay that way. Normally, he needed constant stimulation to maintain an erection but now he would stay hard until he mentally decided differently.

He returned his attention back to his laptop and his profile. Well aware of his vulnerability in the face of the student’s magic spells he looked for something that governed magic within the various tabbed menus. Unfortunately, he already kind of knew that there would be nothing. And his searched confirmed it. He sighed. That sucked. He definitely needed to take over around here, if only to secure his own safety if nothing less. With the program he should be able to create some dedicated defenders at the very least. His first conquest, was unfortunately, less than capable when it came to magic. Though he had to admit those explosions could be pretty useful.

Suddenly he found himself staring at the power icon on his laptop’s bottom right corner. Holy shit! He didn’t have a way to keep this thing charged! Hell, he probably only had an hour to make all these changes before his computer was out for the count. He hovered his cursor over the battery picture and was startled to see the words: 100% remaining. Current Power Plan: Infinite

Absolutely stumped for a long moment, the tutorial knowledge came back to him. MasterPC provided its own power. He shouldn’t be so surprised. If the program could alter reality, certainly it could provide a laptop a steady charge.

Ken heard a small sound and he looked up to see a girl he recognized from Louise’s classes. A cute bespectacled girl with…wait for it…blue hair! She stood in front of him with her big staff in one hand and a book held to her face in the other, her body still facing the direction she’d been walking, but her head was tilted in his direction. One delicate blue eyebrow was raised.

Ken noted where she was looking and suddenly muttered, “Shit!” as he realized his erection was still jutting up from his crotch for her to see. Then he caught himself. What did he care? He had all the power here right? “Hey. I’m Ken. What’s your name?”

She quietly replied, “Tabitha.” And then she started walking without a backward glance.

Ken hands were furiously typing in the name but the same error message was coming up. Damn it! He really needed to know how to spell! On his fifth try, a new box came up and it said: No Individuals by That Name within Area of Influence

Ken stared at the screen. “Huh…” So that was the correct spelling but there weren’t any Tabitha’s around here. Ken felt a sinking sensation in his stomach. He’d just found a big weakness in his magical program. If the person went by a false name, he wouldn’t’ be able to change them. That sucked.

“Ahem…” came a soft voice from his left, “…ah….did your mistress punish you like this?! That’s..um..so cruel!”

Ken looked up to see the kind and blushing face of Siesta. Her eyes were wide open and staring at his exposed erection. Damn. Absent minded, aren’t I? Still, it’s the effect I’m going for, “Um…No, This is just how we Americans like to get comfortable. Unlike, these nobles, we’re not ashamed of our bodies…” He inwardly groaned at his words.

“I….can see why….” Siesta responded breathily, her chest heaving as her face continued to redden.

Ken typed in her name and was pleasantly surprised to succeed on his first try. Her figure appeared and his eyes tracked across her various attributes. His eyebrows shot up. Her sex drive was naturally a little higher than his own which was a far cry from the nympho he’d turned Louise into but meant Siesta had the libido of a college age guy. That was saying something. She also had more than a little interest in the female form though she definitely preferred guys to girls. Opening up her fetishes, he was impressed to see quite a few active. He went ahead and clicked on the size queen box, as he noted her healthy appreciation for S + M. Wow, this girl was a closet pervert!

Pulling back out of the sexual area, he noted she was already pretty trusting and more than a little gullible. Hmm…perhaps he should introduce her to his new power…