Mister Big goes High Tech
by Orb
Previous story: Nancy
Sleuth and the Secret Lair
Mr. Big learned a lesson
he would never forget that day. It was the day he pulled the trigger on the
Vibrato Gun. In minutes, it turned a dangerous nemesis into a whimpering little
girl. As he watched Miss Liberty kneeing before him, naked and humiliated, he
learned that he who has the best toys.... wins.
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It was just past midnight
at Tech Corp. Robert sat in front of his blue computer screen, absorbed in his
work, when a co-worker made a surprise visit. It was Cindy, the mousy
programmer from the office down the hall. The petite young woman had short
curly hair and hid her pretty face behind a pair of ugly black rimmed glasses.
Technically, she was his superior, but rarely did she check on what he was
doing. Tonight, her demeanor was different.
Cindy closed the door
behind her. She stood before him with her hands on her waist and a pouty frown
on her face.
“Robert, you’re in big
trouble. I know what you’ve been doing.”
There was a slight quiver
in her voice. Cindy obviously did not enjoy confrontations.
“What are you talking
about?” He replied.
“Don’t play dumb. I’ve
been checking the network. You’ve been violating company protocols for the last
six months.”, she replied in a whispered shout.
“OK, you got me.”, Robert
fessed, “I’ll stop if you don’t tell anyone.”
Cindy gave a sympathetic
smile. “I can’t do that Robert. I’ll have to report you. Look. If you promise
to quit tomorrow, I’ll keep my mouth shut.”
Robert grinned. “You
drive a hard bargain Cindy. OK. I’ll quit tomorrow.”
Cindy’s eyes widened. She
couldn’t believe she had won the argument in less than a minute.
Robert leaned forward in
his chair. “Aren’t you just a little curious as to what I’ve been up to?”
Cindy had a half smile on
her face and a devilish gleam in her eye. “Well.... OK. Show me!”, she said.
Robert reached over to
his keyboard. “OK, stand right there.” He hit a couple keys.
Hearing the sound of a
servomotor, Cindy looked over her right shoulder. The large office was full of
strange equipment. In the corner of the room, what looked to be some kind of
ray gun, mounted on a tripod, was swiveling until it pointed straight at her.
Her eyebrows raised.
“What is th.....” There was a blue flash and Robert was alone in his office.
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The next morning, Robert
did not go into work. He was picked up by limo, and taken to an undisclosed
location. He had just eight short hours to set up the computer control system
for the demonstration. The outcome would determine whether he lived to see
tomorrow or not.
That evening, Robert
paced the floor until the looming figure of Mr. Big strode into the underground
lab. Robert pulled out a chair next to a desk.
“Everything’s set. I did
a system check. We‘re ready to go.”, he said.
“You’ll get your money
after I’ve seen it work.”, came a deep reply.
“OK. OK. Have a seat.”
said Robert. “Right now, the system is only set up for female body types.
Actually, I tested it again last night. A superior caught me breaking
protocols, so I zapped her. She’s in the system right now.”
He turned the monitor on.
Cindy’s smiling face came into focus. She was seating in what looked to be a
hunting lodge with a roaring fire behind her. Casually dressed in a sweater and
jeans, Cindy was holding five cards.
Robert turned towards Mr.
Big. “We were playing a game of strip poker. She’s beating the pants off me.”,
he joked. Sweat ran down his forehead.
Mr. Big was incredulous.
“She doesn’t know what happened to her?”
“No. Not unless I tell
her.” said Robert. “She thinks she’s up north on vacation. There are lots of
other programs. She’ll also respond to any command.” Robert turned towards the
screen. “Honey, the card game’s over. Sorry you lost. Why don’t you take your
sweater off and show your tits to Mr. Big.”
Cindy sulked and flopped
her cards down on the couch. Setting her glasses on the nearby end table, she
grabbed hold of her sweater and pulled it over her head. Hesitantly, she undid
the clasp on her bra. Looking back up at the screen, she let it fall to her
waist. Her smallish breasts came into view.
Mr. Big’s mouth dropped.
He was in awe. Turning to Robert he asked, “You used my name. Will she remember
anything?”
“Nope!” Robert smiled.
“When she leaves, the last thing she’ll remember was the moment she entered the
system.”
Mr. Big’s face lit up
like he was twelve years old on his birthday.
“How easy is it to add
someone to the system?”, he asked.
“Name her. A rival‘s
girlfriend or a politician‘s daughter....”, Robert grinned.
Mr. Big instantly
replied. “That Hispanic hottie on Hectic Homemakers!”
Robert sat down in front
of the keyboard.
“Eva. Somehow, I knew
you’d pick her. That why I scheduled this meeting for tonight. The Global TV
awards are being held as we speak. We can pluck her right off the red carpet.
There’s already a hover drone in position. Tech Corp. and the government will
soon realize that we‘ve...you’ve hijacked their top-secret project. As soon as
I get a lock on her, it’ll take a few seconds for the satellite to respond. How
about a two-fer?”
“What?”
“That cute girl with the
freckles on that deserted island show.”
“Yeah. Her too!”, replied
Mr. Big.
Cindy’s topless image
disappeared from the screen and the red carpet came into focus. Mr. Big watched
as two red X’s moved across the screen. The camera zoomed in further. The X’s
had found their mark. Robert hit the enter key. Seconds later there was a flash
and the red carpet was a scene of pandemonium as security guards rushed in to
protect the scattering celebrities.
“Got ‘em!”, shouted
Robert.
Mr. Big patted him on the
back. “Bobbie boy! Way to go!” The world’s most dangerous crime boss was acting
like his high school buddy.
Robert hit a key. Eva and
Lilly appeared on the large monitor. They were relaxing on a sunny beach in a
pair of reclining chairs wearing only their smiles.
“Hi Robbie!”, they said
in unison
Robert smiled, “I call
this program, “Island Paradise””.
“That’s them!”, Mr. Big
chimed in.
“Yep! And they’ll do
anything you or the program tells them do to.” Robert spoke into computer’s
microphone. “Why don’t you girls entertain yourselves a bit?”
On cue, Eva and Lilly
began to make out as they rolled around on the white sand of the deserted
beach. They fondled and caressed the eachother as the ocean waves splashed over
their naked bodies. Mr. Big sat speechless.
Robert had to speak up to
catch Mr. Big’s attention. “It’s really them. They’ll act as they normally do,
but right now the program is telling them that they’re madly in love with
eachother. You can make them pose for nude photos or pick from hundred of
pre-programmed x-rated scenarios. With a click of a button, you can upload
their pics and videos to the net and they’ll become instant porn stars.“
He moved and clicked his
mouse.
“I just uploaded Cindy‘s
topless picture to the net. ”
“It’s the perfect tool
for blackmail.”, Mr. Big said.
Robert replied. “I
thought so too, then, a while back, it occurred to me. They have to tell the
truth if asked a question. Their memories are in the system. If I ask who’s
dick did they last suck, they have to answer truthfully. They’ll even recall
their experiences for you. Check his out.”
Robert clicked a couple
keys. Cindy appeared again on the screen only this time she looked like she was
18. She and her nerdish boyfriend were parked on an empty country road. He
undid the button on her jeans as they made out. She let out a soft moan as his
hand disappeared into her panties.
Robert continued.
“There’s no need for blackmail. They’ll tell you their bank account and pin
numbers. After you’ve had your kicks with Eva and Lilly, you can empty their
savings into yours with a click of the “Poor House“ icon.“ He paused. “I think
I’ve had enough fun with Cindy. The moleculizer on the satellite can
reintegrate her anywhere on the planet........ There! I just reintegrated her
somewhere in Eastern Europe without a stitch on. She’ll have no idea how it
happened.”, Robert smirked.
“And the moleculizer can
add ANYONE to the system?” Mr. Big asked.
“Human anatomy is
complex. I only had time to set it up for females, but, yeah, it can add any
chick to the system.”
“Even if the “chick” is
Ultra Woman.”, Mr. Big said in a lower tone.
Robert paused, then
replied. “Yeah. Ultra Woman is made of molecules. The moleculizer doesn’t care
how dense those molecules are. If she’s targeted, she will be added to the
system like the others. You can do with her as you please. She’ll be powerless.
You can even fuck her.”
“What!?”, exclaimed Mr.
Big.
“This is the best part.”
Robert reached over and
handed him a foot long black cylinder that was connected to the computer’s USB
port. Mr. Big looked at it. There was an opening at one end.
“What is this?”
“That will allow you to
interface with the girls in the system. I call it a “joystick”. The inside will
feel EXACTLY like the girl’s pussy you’re fucking.”, Robert proclaimed. “I’ll
let you try it out tonight with Eva and Lilly.”
“Are you kidding me? How
real is it? “, Mr. Big asked.
“It’s so real.... I
zapped a couple local cheerleaders last week. I could feel their cherries pop.
I even got them pregnant. Don’t worry. The virus protection software that’s
included will protect you from STDs. If you want to knock a girl up, just click
on the condom icon and deselect it. Then move her fertility bar up to 100%. You
can even select how many kids you want her to have. I think there’s a limit of
7. Of course, once she’s preggo , you can’t undo it, but you can always change
other things about her appearance: blonde, brunette, A cups, DD’s, bald pussy
or Sasquatch. There are lots of other options. It‘s all in the manual.” Robert
proclaimed.
“This is the ultimate
weapon and recreational system. I‘ll be able to defeat the most powerful being
on the planet. Soon, Ultra Woman will be my plaything!”, declared Mr. Big. He
turned towards Robert. “A sum of 25 million dollars will be deposited into your
account. It’s been a pleasure doing business with you Bobbie.”
“Don’t do anything I
would do!”, Robert smiled.
Mr. Big glared back at
him and his smile evaporated.
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Later that night, in his
lair, Mr. Big fired up his new toy. On his monitor, Eva and Lilly sat in a
classroom wearing schoolgirl outfits. Their hair was tied in pigtails. Eva was
chewing bubblegum.
“OK, it’s question time.
Let’s see if you’ll tell the truth. Raise your hand if you’ve ever fucked
someone to get a part.”
Eva and Lilly bit their
lips and looked at eachother. Lilly raised her hand.
Eva stopped chewing and
asked, “Do blowjobs count?”
“Yes.”, replied Mr. Big.
Looking at the floor, Eva
raised her hand as well.
“Let’s have a look.” He
hit the memory key. The screen split in two. The left screen showed Eva’s nude
tan body. She was on her knees performing fellatio on a casting director. Her
eyes never left his as her tongue swirled around the head of his cock. Occasionally,
she would dip down and lap at his balls. The right screen showed Lilly bent
over the casting couching in a room full of mirrors. Her jeans and panties were
at her ankles. A loud slapping noise was heard as a geriatric director fucked
his young conquest doggie style.
A click of a key returned
them to the classroom. Lilly raised her hand.
“Speak.”
“You’re not going to tell
anyone are you?”, she asked.
“Well, girls. I’ll make
you a deal.”
He selected a scenario
from the pull down menu. Dressed in black lingerie, the girls were now lying on
a bed in a cheap motel.
“I’m going to fuck you
both. The one I like the best goes free. The loser is going to make alot of
money for me as an adult video star.”, he declared.
Mr. Big shoved his
massive cock into the joystick. It appeared at the bottom of the screen. The
contest was on.
Soon, Mr. Big watched as
Eva dropped her panties and straddled him on the bed. The petite Latina winced
as she tried to fit his cock in her. Inside the joystick, he felt the head of
his dick brush up against her trimmed pubic hair and part her labia. He reached
over and raised her lubrication level to 20 with the mouse. His dick slid
easily into her warm wet snatch. Eva bounced on his cock for half an hour as she
squeezed her breasts and moaned. Then, it was Lilly’s turn. He told Eva to sit
in the corner and watch.
Lilly stood before the
bed and slowly undressed. Mr. Big admired her girl-next-door looks and wide
smile. She undid her bra revealing a firm pair of C cups. Reluctantly, she
pinched the sides of her panties and pulled them down. Lilly had a thick
triangle of black pubic hair. Eva bit her lip to suppress a smile.
“Sorry, I should have
trimmed.”, Lilly stammered. Mr. Big was silent.
As he lay on the bed, she
took hold of his dick and fed it into her snatch. It was a tight fit. Facing
him, Lilly placed her hands behind her back on his legs, spread her legs
showing everything, as she worked her pussy up and down on his cock.
Later that night, the two
rising stars were on their knees taking turns sucking his cock. Eva pulled his
dick out of her mouth and Lilly took her turn.
“So, who’s the winner?”,
Eva smiled. Next to her, Lilly anxiously looked up with his cock stuffed in her
mouth.
“Actually, I thought you
both were lousy.”, Mr. Big chortled.
He clicked the Poor House
icon and watched their bank accounts drop to zero. “Keep sucking.” Approaching
climax, he clicked “Mega Facial”. Exploding inside the joystick, he watched, on
screen, as cum flowed out of his virtual reality dick like water from a garden
hose. Eva and Lilly knelt obediently as it splashed across their faces and
filled their pouty mouths. Two of the hottest actresses on television had been
facialized.
“Say thank you Daddy.”
The two cum-covered
cuties reluctantly gargled, “Thank you Daddy.”
Clicking the “Autofuck”
icon, the girls unhappily began their careers as porn starlets. They would be
forced to perform in hundreds of porn films with computer generated co-stars
while the main computer recorded and mass produced their DVDs.
It was 4am, and Mr. Big
was exhausted from his night of fun.
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The next day, Mr. Big was
reviewing targets.
“Susan Wong, a
thirty-something businesswoman, head of IKA computers. I’ll bet she’s worth
alot.”
Two hours, later he
stared at her cum covered face on his monitor. Susan had been fucked and
facialized. A window in the corner of the screen showed the sum of her bank
balances. It read $0. Clicking “Autofuck”, he continued to review the list of
the world’s richest women when a name drew his immediate attention.
Lady Lara Crawford
“Why didn’t I think of
her sooner?!”, he thought to himself. The big-breasted, pistol packing,
archeologist was a world class athlete and one of the richest women on the
planet. He ordered all of the hover drones to find her immediately.
“I must have her!”, he
declared.
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The sun was shining
brightly in the Alps that day as Lara lowered her sunglasses. She was training
for the downhill biathlon. Speeding down the triple black diamond course with a
rifle strapped to her back, she neared the first row of targets. Traveling at
an amazing rate, she stood up on her skis, swung her rifle over her shoulder,
and fired a volley of shots.
Bulls eye. Bulls eye.
Bulls eye.
It was then that she
spotted trouble out of the corner of her eye. Behind her, a group of flying
saucers dipped into the valley in a V formation. They were heading straight for
her. Lara knew from experience to shoot first and ask questions later. Ducking
down to increase her speed, she pushed off with her feet, spun 180 degrees in
the air, and landed. Lara was now speeding down the deadly course in reverse.
Of course, Lady Crawford happened to be one of the world’s best backward
skiers.
Lifting her rifle once
again. She took aim.
Mr. Big anxiously watched
his monitor. A red X was now on top of Lara Crawford. He felt his dick harden.
A few seconds more and he would be on top of Lara Crawford.
pop, pop, pop, pop
Four saucers shattered
and fell as they were hit with .22 caliber rounds. Mr. Big pounded his desk in
anger.
The remaining saucers
quickly regrouped. Lara had emptied her rifle. Discarding it, she let go of her
ski poles and grabbed for her trusty pair of automatic pistols holstered at her
waist. She never left home without them. She exercised her trigger fingers, downing
another dozen saucers with ease.
Lara laughed out loud.
“This is the best shooting practice I’ve had all month!”
Unfortunately, she did
not see the bump in the course ahead of her. It sent the wealthy heiress flying
for yards. She landed in a deep snowdrift.
Three saucers hovered
overhead. Mr. Big grinned as his watched his monitor. Lara’s head and torso
were stuck in a snow pile with her feet sticking straight upward. A red X was
centered on her buttocks.
Mr. Big clicked the enter
key.
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“Lara, dear Lara. I can’t
recall all the times you’ve escaped my grasp.”
On his monitor, Lara was
reclining on an elegant sofa in a silk bathrobe in what appeared to be a
Victorian mansion. She looked at him loathingly. Despite, her dire predicament,
she looked at home in her virtual reality prison.
“Maybe you’ll be a little
more receptive after a little “foreplay”. He clicked the “Self Love” icon.
Suddenly, Lara became fascinated by her own body. As if unaware of his prying
eyes, the busty brunette began to masturbate herself towards climax. At first,
her fingers gently stroked the exterior of her silk panties. Soon, there was a
visible wet spot between her thighs. She pulled the crotch of her panties aside
revealing her trimmed pussy and slipped an index finger into her slit.
“Oooo. Ooooo. Ooohhhh!”
Tears ran down her cheeks
as her body exploded with pleasure. A minute later, she regained her composure,
sneered at him, and pressed her thighs together.
“Don’t by shy Lara. I
picked this spot for your photo session.” He clicked the “Centerfold” Icon and
perused an array of choices.
Modest Beauty
PG-13
Topless only.
Full nudity. (Softcore)
Gynecological nudity.
“Get ready for your close
up Ms. Crawford.” He selected Gynecological Nudity.
A team of virtual reality
photographers set up lights and cameras, as Lara watched helplessly from the
sofa.
“I’m off to take a
shower. I’ll be back to fuck you silly in a couple hours. Don‘t go anywhere.“,
Mr. Big laughed.
Lara gasped as the
monitor clicked off. Mr. Big was going to enjoy this evening. He took a long
hot shower and poured himself a scotch. When he returned the main computer had
already printed a couple hundred porno mags.
He flipped to the first
page. Lara was smiling on the sofa. Two pages later, she gave the readers a
full glimpse of her enormous chest. Lady Crawford had arguably the world’s best
natural set of hooters. Towards the end of the magazine, the noblewoman was
positioned in the most degrading of poses. Buck naked, she leaned back on the
sofa with her legs spread in the air leaving nothing to the imagination. The
last five pages featured close ups of her privates. With her fingers spreading
her labia, the photographers had snapped pictures of the Cavern Raider’s pink
interior.
“I’ll soon be raiding
that!”, Mr. Big smirked.
He turned on the monitor
and selected a scenario. Soon, Lara knelt nude at his feet with a silk
blindfold on.
“Open your mouth.”, he
commanded.
Lara did so with her
tongue resting on her lower lip. Her full lips were painted with bright red
lipstick. She had a generous mouth that was made for cock sucking. Mr. Big
looked down at the haughty heroine turned high-class hooker. He shoved his dick
in her mouth. Inside the joystick he felt her feasting on his manhood. She
worked her mouth deeper and deeper onto his cock as she sucked it harder and
harder. Mr. Big felt he was going to cum prematurely. He pulled his dick out of
the joystick. Looking down he saw there was a red lipstick ring at the base of
his cock.
“Take off your blindfold.
Lay on the bed and spread your legs. ”, he ordered
Lara obeyed. This was the
moment he had been waiting for. Victory was sweet. He moved his mouse over to
the corner of the screen and raised her fertility bar to the max. Pregnancy was
now inescapable.
“I hope you like boys.
You’re going to have seven of them!”, he declared.
She helplessly watched as
he shoved his fat dick into her pussy. Lara grunted and moaned as her vagina
received its uninvited guest. Soon, her massive tits were flopping all around
as he pounded his dick deeper and deeper into her cunt. With his cock
balls-deep inside of her, it was time for the grand finale. He clicked, “Mega
Cock”.
Lara looked down at her
crotch in disbelief as she watched his cock grow in length and girth with her
vagina stretched tightly around it.
“Your stretching me!”,
she whined.
The look on her face was
all Mr. Big needed to reach completion. His elephant-sized cock filled her
cavernous cunt with a hot load of spooge. A horde of eager semen raced towards
her unprotected womb where seven eggs awaited fertilization.
He pulled his dick out of
her. It was still gesyering. It sent a spray of cum across her that fell on her
face and tits.
A red sign flashed in the
corner of the monitor screen. It flashed, “Impregnation complete.”.
“When I send you packing,
you won’t remember any of this. That’s why I’m going to upload it to the net. I
want you to know who defeated you.”, he declared.
“It’s time to deprive you
of your most prized possessions.” He clicked the “Poor House” icon. His eyes
lit up when he saw her net worth counting down from $450 million.
“You and your bank
account are about to get milked. Look down at your perfect pair one last time,
Lara!” With a click of the “Tit Milker” icon, a pair clear plastic cups,
connected to large suction hoses, fell from the ceiling. Lara laid on the bed
and pleaded as she watched her nipples being pulled up and into the cups.
FOOMP! FOOMP!
Her nipples had conformed
to the shape of the cups. The suction was incredible. The pregnant heroine felt
her breasts burn. Her back arched.
“You can’t do this to me!
Stop!”
SPLOOSH!!!!!
Soon, she watched her
nipples erupt. A torrent of milk rushed up the hoses. Her account was down to
$300 million.
“No! Not my breasts. You
can have my money, but not my breasts! Please!”, she cried.
“Those fun bags of yours
aren’t looking so hot anymore, are they Lara?”, Mr. Big taunted.
Lara’s shrunken breasts
were now streaked with veins as they strained to continue producing milk. Her
net worth was down to $100 million.
The suction cups pulled
upward stretching her tits. Milk continued to come out in spurts.
“Good to the last drop!
eh Lara”
As her net worth hit rock
bottom, the cups released her nipples. Her stretched and withered mammeries
flopped onto her stomach.
“My beautiful breasts!
They’re ruined!”, she cried.
“Goodbye Lara. It’s been
a pleasure doing business with you!” He clicked one last button.
Nude, penniless, and
preggers, Lara materialized in a London maternity ward as the video of her
defeat uploaded to the net.
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Mr. Big relaxed in his
chair and lit up a cigar. He hadn’t felt this good since the day he ruined Miss
Liberty’s career and impregnated Nancy Sleuth.. He smiled to himself knowing
that they were both, off somewhere, still trying to birth all the plant pods
that filled their wombs.
Suddenly, his monitor was
flashing a proximity warning. Something was approaching the satellite at Mach
5. The satellite did not possess a targeting system of its own. Relying on
hover drones, it was a sitting duck. He watched on the monitor as Ultra Woman
split it in half. The satellite was destroyed. Its remnants would slowly burn
up over the ocean.
Mr. Big remained calm. He
knew this was eventual. With the money he had acquired, he would build a new
satellite. One with self defense mechanisms.
Looking at his monitor,
he watched Eva making her twentieth porn flick. She was on her knees sucking
the cum out of a long black cock. A click of his mouse, showed Lilly with her
mouth pressed up against a woman’s furry muff, eating her out. Susan Wong was
busy at work on her latest film. Standing helpless in a Japanese schoolgirl
outfit, a pair of men had lifted her skirt and were pulling her white panties
down.
“Your days are numbered
Ultra Woman. Soon, I‘ll have you and your sidekick exactly where I want you!”,
Mr. Big gloated.
THE END.