MasterPC: The Path of Otto

"Ok Otto. Strip down." Masha said, turning her back to him.

"I don't really think this is necess..."

"No buts. Special massage."

Otto saw that she wasn't going to budge. Stripping, he quickly lay on her bed, grabbing a nearby towel to cover himself after lying on his stomach. "Ok, ready." He said, putting his face in the mattress.

Masha, stripped as well, leaving only her underwear on. Noticing her increased cleavage and now more defined stomach, she ran her hand over it, shivering at the smoothness and the toned feminine, suggesting lines. Making nothing of the positive changes, she got to work, straddling his firm butt and rubbing his muscular back.

"Otto, how are you still single?" She asked, marveling at his body.

"Haha, well thank you too. You have a nice body yourself." He replied, moaning more pronounced now at her touch.

"When was the last time you had sex?" She asked, all pretenses gone.

Choking slightly at her forwardness, Otto started ramming out his lustful pheromones and answered honestly. "Maybe eleven months ago, with Tessa?"

Well, maybe we can change this in the near future... She thought, grinning to herself. However, she replied lamely, "Oh. That's a long time."

Masha rubbed Otto's body thoroughly, paying special attention to areas that were tight and areas that made Otto moan. Her light touch brought him to such an aroused shape that when she asked him to turn over, Otto wasn't sure what to do.

Breathless herself, Masha looked at Otto in wonder when he did so, not noticing his smile. "Um... I am going to respect your privacy, but wow Otto..." She said, for the first time of the day unsure of herself.

"Just ignore it. The massage feels great." Otto said, eliciting a wave of euphoria from Masha. He reached over to the towel and hung it over his face, blindfolding himself and making Masha catch her breath.

"Easier said than done..." Masha said to herself as she started on his feet and working her way up. When she reached his crotch, she moved carefully around it, examining it as she did so. Her breath hit it and it jumped at her, almost hitting her in the face. She felt the heat of it and wondered how it would feel. Moving past it, she massaged the hard, defined lines of his abs, his chest, and before she knew it, the massage was over.

"My turn." She said, pouting a little as she lay next to him. Stripping off her underwear in one quick motion, she threw them in her hamper so he wouldn't notice her arousal, but praying he would smell it.

Sitting up, Otto knelt next to her and using his newly powerful hands, he started to rub her body. He put pressure behind his touch, giving her a taste of their power and making her moan uncontrollably. His pheromones emitted pure lust and pleasure, he reprogrammed her body to fell more attuned to his fingers and more sensitive to his touch. When he got to her perfect ass, she moaned and pushed into his hands.

Confidently, he slipped his hands between her legs and started to massage her inner thighs. She whimpered and reach back to grab his wrist. Guiding his hand closer to her ache, Otto grabber her wrist in return and returned it to her side. "Don't move." He commanded, whispering it into her ear. She whimpered again and he continued to rub every inch of her. However, all of the tenseness in her muscles was not leaving her body, it seemed like it was just being transferred to somewhere else.

"Ok, roll over." Otto growled, leaving her to do so. Masha turned, her body so worked up she didn't know if she could take it. It took everything she had not to pounce on him right then and there. She lay back, and Otto put the towel over her head. She felt his strong hands start at her toes, exploring every little part of her agitated body. They expertly worked up her calves, her thighs, her frustrated hips, her trembling stomach, her shivering neck. Just when she thought it was over, she felt something soft on her lips.

Her fingers reaching up, she pulled her towel down, only to meet the gaze of Otto inches away from her own, his lips gently resting on hers. Frozen, his lips grazed, then pecked, then tasted hers. Then they forced hers open, and her hands snaked their way through his arms, through his hair. She hungrily kissed back, forcing his head into hers, her body moving down to rub her pussy on his leg. His roaming hand found her breast, and kneading it, her world exploded into joy. Whimpering and moaning, Masha managed to flip Otto over before continuing to kiss him.

Gently guiding her hand onto his rock hard member, Otto gasped as her cool fingers enveloped it. He put into her mind how he wanted it to be touched, how to make it feel the best way it could feel and she could only oblige. Grinning mischievously, she worked her way down and was soon licking it softly, teasing him mercilessly. Soon he was dizzy from her ministrations, and growling, he gently hooked a finger under her chin, pulling her up to his face. He grabbed her hips and maneuvered her into position. Masha softly moaned and placed her hands on Otto's shoulders.

Pushing into her, Masha's eyes went wide. It was almost as if her soul was being pierced with pure pleasure. She made a loud moan as she came, shaking slightly as her body lay onto of Otto's. Pushing his second inch in, she cried out again, her body so keyed up she came a second time. Otto moaned into her tit, kneading it with his lips to bring her into a state of pure ecstasy. Her pussy clamping down tightly on his penis, Otto sought for control over his orgasm as he roughly turned her over, towering over her as he started to slam into her with all of his might. Masha had a wild, alive look on her face, pleading him for more while crying out in pleasure as Otto took her. Feeling his orgasm in his testicles, Otto sped up, shaking the bed on its frame as he tried to hold back a flood. Masha instinctively reached up and as his orgasm took him, Otto leaned down to give Masha a hard kiss, her own orgasm exploding as she lifted herself into Otto, her body responding to his with pure passion.

Masha lay there for several seconds, not daring to breathe as she felt him still hard inside her. Otto leaned back to look at her, seeing her face full of love for him, something he never really saw from anyone. Winking, Otto flexed his member in her, eliciting a gasp, and then a moan as he continued to make a piston movement. "You can keep going?!?" Masha cried out in alarm, knowing that she was in trouble.

After a while, Masha saw stars, and after his third, his sixth, his eighth orgasms, she lost count of her own, and decided that she was his woman, mind and body and soul. I love this man, this wonderful, wonderful man. She told herself, as he brought her to the brink of passion induced insanity. Growing tired, Otto slowed down, and began to methodically soothe the lust out of Masha. Flooding the room with restful and healing pheromones, he coaxed her from her rollercoaster ride, and after she stopped fidgeting, he optimized her internal water use so that she would not be dehydrated when she woke up. As they looked into each other's eyes, Masha's hair tickling Otto's and Otto's body warming hers, they fell asleep, the happiest either have been in a long time.

Invisible, Joy looked at the couple, her eyes full of love for both of them. Her sisters were extremely jealous of her find and knew that she found something that was truly rare; a human that was genuine. Although he had been so damaged emotionally before, she knew he was on his way to being complete, and because of her and MasterPC, it was going to get a lot more interesting. She just hoped Otto could keep walking the road that he was on, and that the infinite power program wouldn't corrupt him like her and her sisters have seen countless times beforehand.