Mastered PC - Part Three

"He'll... a bet... than half the..." Fiona giggles, her words largely failing to reach me over the building in intensity of the ringing int my ears. The blurring of my vision soon begins to turn to a blanketing darkness, the room swimming in a gloomy haze as the two women continue their typing.

"Yeah... could... Program or some..." Gracie chirps, eager to finally have the older woman on the same page as her. "Can... sure he... lyzed?" She quickly inquiries, a sudden squeal filling the room as she notices something.

The two women scream at something as I soon find the piercing tone consume my senses entirely, the gloomy fog encompassing my entire vision. For a split second I feel as though I'm falling, my lurch inside my gut sending my heart into my throat as feeling rapidly returns to my body all at once.

With a snap the ringing in my ears is soon replaced with the loud 'Beep beep beep' of a cheap alarm clock right beside me, the noise immediately causing my head to ache. Each sharp electronic chirp pierces into my skull, a low and tired groan escaping my lips as I try to force my eyes open.

The sound leaves something amiss in my mind, a faint sense that something is off as I lazily reach out towards the source of the noise. With a loud slap I bring my hand down on the flimsy plastic device, the speakers shutting off mid-chirp as my eyes flutter open.

"I don't have..." I wheeze out groggily, a hacking cough soon erupting from my throat as I try to clear it. My voice is off, higher pitched yet with a slightly husky undertone leaving it with a hint of deepness. With each hacking splutter I feel my chest jiggling, a set of subtle weights shifting beneath my shirt as I feel a nights worth of sweat causing the slight mounds to stick together.

My breath quickly grows ragged, with huffing gasp for air dragging in the strands of hair hanging about my face and glued to my lips. With one final gasp I heave myself up, the bed springs squeaking obnoxiously as I lurch about on the cheap mattress.

Mastered PC - Part Two

Dragging myself up the stairs, winding around the spiraling with trudging heavy footfalls, I soon find myself listening to the whine of the overworked cooling fans. Cocking an eyebrow I try to quicken the pace, my dulled mind struggling to remember something important.

"Did I lock the..." I begin to croak, my voice trailing off as I reach the fourth floor landing and the sight of my open front door half way down the hall.

My heart skips a beat, my feet nearly slipping out from under me as I race towards the open doorway. Lurching into my apartment, I find my laptop cradled in the arms of my former girlfriend Fiona as she tries to hold the overheating laptop away from my upstairs neighbor Gracie.

Mastered PC - Part One

My hands shake inside my pockets as I pace around the supermarket, my clammy palms constantly needing wiping off as I wander up and down the aisles in search of something to take my mind off of what was occurring back home. Snacks, coffee, anything would do though try as I might my mind continues to lurch back towards that same dim green couch and the overheating laptop sitting atop the cushions.

My heart races in my chest, my hands reaching out for the first bag of chips I can find as I quickly place them under my arm. I had needed to distract myself somehow, to get out of the apartment and to not just stare at the small ASCII loading bar as the strange program unpacked and deployed itself onto the very much outdated hardware.

A smirks spreads across my face as I let my thoughts linger for a minute, my mind turning to all those I could soon be leaving behind. From Kelly and Margaret from down the hall and Haley across from me, to Gracie upstairs as well as Rachel and her awful granddaughter Emily. Even Fiona would likely be long gone once I made even a few changes, the people I saw nearly every day suddenly being distant memories as I retooled reality as I saw fit.

It was all thanks to the mythical program I had finally found, my smile deepening as I think to the potential of Master PC once it had finally finished installing back at home.

Game of Lives - Part Four

"Welcome back class" she coos in a prim and proper manner, her tone clashing with the mischievous and delighted look on her face. "Did we enjoy our play time?" she asks, biting her bottom lip hard as she stares at my chest in a knowing manner. "I certainly enjoyed my meal, very... satisfying" she states, licking her lips as they are suddenly coated in a deep red gloss. "Unlike some of us."

"What did..." I pant, my hand shooting up to my mouth as the soft and delicate voice rings out in the now truly empty room. Glancing down at myself I let out a low whimper, my other hand reaching down to touch my aching chest before its suddenly yanked down to the arm rest.

"No playing with yourself in class young lady" Mori snaps, her stern character returning before she begins to chuckle once again. "And as for what I did... I did nothing aside from bringing your choices to life" she explains, waving her hand as the sound of shuffling cardboard fills the room. I watch as my tableau slowly spread out in front of me, my eyes going wide as it all begins to sink in.

"I... what did..." I gasp, squeezing my legs together with a wince as I feel the dripping drool from my pussy soak through the cheap material of my pants and coat my slender thighs. "Turn me..."

"Back?" Mori muses, looking down at the tiny red young woman staggering about in her palm. "But we still have so much more to play" she states, throwing the miniature me into the air as it suddenly appears along with the board on the desk. I feel the clattering of plastic dice fill my palm as my mouth hangs open in shock.

"Now..." Mori coos, taking a deep breath as her eyes narrow in on me. "Let's start the next round."

Game of Lives - Part Three

Bawling my eyes out and clenching my jaw I quiver and whimper on the floor, my lanky limbs sprawling out as the heat slowly begins to dissipate. Drenched in sweat and panting heavily I barely register the soft and pitched up tone encompassing each pathetic utterance from my lips.

"The first one's the hardest" Mori chuckles, watching me splay out on the floor. "Especially after such a long round. Now, go enjoy your recess" she coos giddily, licking her lips with a sense of voracious hunger. "Some of us need to eat."

Suddenly, darkness consumes my vision and silence surrounds my senses. I feel a though I am adrift for a moment, my limbs floating through something warm and dense before suddenly the momentary reprieve ends with a sudden and painful slam.

Game of Lives - Part Two

Swallowing hard I read over the options, my skin crawling and stomach sinking as I try my best to understand what any of these conditions even mean. Before I can even process half of what's on the cards I'm snapped out of my stupor by Mori.

"We're ready to start" she coos warmly, biting her lower lip with anticipation. Suddenly, with a slight rattle I feel the dice appear in my sweaty palm. Clutching them with shaking hands I stare at the woman on the TV, freezing in place as I contemplate simply not rolling the dice at all.

"I know what you're thinking..." she coos softly, wriggling her hips as she strides around her little desk. "If you don't roll them, I will" she states, she gaze narrowing and her lips pursing at the thought. "And I'll be the one picking your card, so if you know what's good for you... Roll!" 

Quivering in place, my muscles locked as I find myself unable to leave a seated state, I let out a low whimper. Tilting my hand to the side I let the dice fall, the cheap plastic clattering to the ground with a cheer soon following from the woman on the screen.

Game of Lives - Part One

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