Under the influence

Okay. So... he was a teenage boy and thought about sex every other minute but even still every other one of his thirty odd Master P.C. line/wish/thing was about sex or making a woman hotter or just turning people he didn't like into out and out bimbos. That was a touch much.

So was Master P.C. responsible? Was it influencing him? Was that bad?

He rolled his eyes.

Yes.

It was bad. Just not.... Like, it wasn't human sacrifice bad. But on a scale of one to ten, ten being Satan one being Jesus he was probably scoring a 5 maybe a 6.... The most malicious no bright side having thing he had done was turning Harmony into a bimbo. Which was a downgrade but it wasn't like she was going to do much else but end up a trophy wife anyways. So lateral move but just a tad bad, it was diet evil.

What made Xander worry was he didn't feel bad about what he'd done. So he turned Harmony into a big boobed bimbo, so what?

He felt worse about screwing up Joyce, Joyce hadn't exactly been harmed by his brainless tweaking but she had been permanently changed. He knew why he felt bad about Joyce, he LIKED Joyce. Joyce did not deserve to end up a big boobed brain dead bimbo. And it had the knock on effect of tweaking Buffy as well, which could have been dangerous. Tweak Buffy too much and you could end up in a world ending event. Which would suck. He rather liked living on this world.

So using Master P.C. was dangerous. He got it. He just... well...

Did the risk of using it offset the good he was doing? He'd been able to solve the werewolf problem. He'd saved how many people from **** by vampire? And... And... AND he brought people back from deaths they didn't deserve. Master P.C. for all it's problems had to be considered good because... because....

Xander blinked as it occurred to him that he wasn't sure if he was rationalizing things to keep using Master P.C. or if Master P.C. was doing it to him to keep being used. That was worrying.

So there were three things he wasn't really sure if it was him or Master P.C. making things happen. One was everything being about sex. Two not feeling guilty about what he was doing. Three not being sure if he actually wanted to use Master P.C. or if Master P.C. was causing him to want to use it.

He was pretty sure it was Master P.C. His first thought after opening Master P.C. was that it had been a joke, a prank to make him look silly... so why then had his first idea been to give himself a bigger dick? That would have ended up being prime mockery material if Master P.C. had turned out to be a prank set up by some geek on another computer. He would have been branded am insecure wimp with a micro-dick. he never would have risked that on his own. he had to have been prompted and ****... right?

Rubbing his brow Xander tired to think it thru.

Part of it had to be him, sure. But... But not that many times. So Master P.C. needed sex to be a component of at least some of it's reality altering. Why? Xander thought hard trying to remember if he'd ever asked Giles about sex and magic- oh, right, the love spell. So, if he recalled correctly, sex was an aspect of creation as it was two people meeting and joining and sharing but more then just fluids exchanging it was also energy. The raw primal powerful energy of life. The same source of energy Vampires harvest out of blood. Okay. right. Xander could understand that reason for using sex a basis.

The lack of guilt and then the rationalizing were easier to parse out. That was Master P.C. wanting to be used. Combined with him not caring about who it was used on.

But it did bring up the question was Master P.C. wanting to be used or was some one else on the other end of Master P.C. wanting Xander to use it? He wasn't sure which option was worse. A sex based Skynet was frightening. Someone on the other end of Master P.C. playing him like a perverted Pinocchio was a bigger threat to his autonomy tho.

And it wasn't like he could find out what was going on or who was responsible. Giles wasn't going to have a magical way to find an answer. Probably. Certainly not without having to surrender Master P.C. to Giles and he may have to go to the Watcher's Council to get answers. Which meant he'd have to worry about Giles or the Watchers using Master P.C. instead of him and fuck that! He didn't trust those guys! On the other hand there was no way he could trust any answer Master P.C. could give him.

So where did that leave him?

Right back where he started. He was suspicious but willing to use Master P.C.

"Fuck." Xander grumbled. He couldn't not use it. There was no limit on the number of lives he could save using Master P.C. He couldn't help the dripping sarcasm as he bit out, "Fantastic."

He just found himself in the Spider-Man quandry: Great Power. Great Responsibility.