Sasha walked across campus, half planning on how quickly she could be done at the library, half wondering about Gensi, the designer of her gown for tonight's premier over in Hollywood. Her agent had picked him, and he'd seemed alright. New, eager to please, happy enough to pay for her to wear his latest out in public, gay enough to not seem to notice her body while taking her measurements.

She was also wondering if she dared to invite Alex to accompany her. In a bog-standard tuxedo he would be handsome in a bland sort of way that would accentuate her nicely. And then, afterwards, she could have the limousine drop her them off at his place, maybe his cousin was away for break. Better yet, she could simply arrange for a hotel downtown, in fact she was certain her agent could arrange a discreet place, and a ruse to throw off any paparazzi…

Of course she and Lawrence had argued last week. For months he had been telling her that it could only help her career to be associated with a guy. Preferably a famous actor or perhaps a sports star. He represented several attractive, single men that he could introduce her to…

She always declined those suggestions. When she'd met Alex, she let Lawrence know that she was already seeing someone. When he'd realized it was a classmate he started creating new scenarios, press leavings that would highlight her academic side, emphasize the college romance aspect.

She always declined. Her agent didn't understand. If she arrived with a partner, a man, it would be news to the tabloids. Her father would learn about it. And he had forbidden her to 'associate' with any American man. At the best would order her to stop seeing him. At the worst…

Sasha shivered as she entered the library. Partly from the transition to air-conditioning, partly at the thought of losing Alex. He was so wonderful, so perfect, so… and the sex! She paused after entering the cool, air-conditioned library, indulging in a memory of the ecstatic feel of his firm hands, hard chest, and plunging cock. Of the orgasms that blasted her mind to unconsciousness. She noticed the warm feeling between her legs, the pressure of her hardening nipples, and recollected herself.

If only she'd won the Remembrance prize! It would have given her some leverage with her father so she could have an actual boyfriend! She could date Alex openly, take him back home and show him Moscow and the family dascha outside Marks. Of course Alex had first come to her because his cousin had won the prize, but she quickly suppressed such logic.

Then she noticed Ophelia leading a group of three young-looking girls. Probably prospective Freshmen, not an unusual sight on campus during Spring break. But Ophelia had never been one to perform such duties.

She stifled her intrinsic irritation at Ophelia. On first arriving on campus she'd quickly identified the other woman as her closest rival in the realm of female physical perfection. Fortunately the other had been an ardent, politically active lesbian, thereby removing herself from the competition.

Once she'd met Alex, though, she'd learned to her consternation that Ophelia was already sleeping with him. The rumors she'd heard had been scandalized, that the once-militant lesbian was happily fucking a guy, but Sasha had understood. She'd fucked Alex herself, and could readily understand how sleeping with Alex could straighten any woman's sexuality.

She'd felt something new then, insecurity in her physical beauty. Jealousy, even. But Alex had been willing to passionately fuck her again, to once more show her pleasure as only he could. She might not like Ophelia, but she could accept the other woman for the sake of Alex. Plus — sometimes she was glad that he was preoccupied with other girls. It gave her time for herself, for planning and acting for her own career.

One of the prospectives had noticed her, stared for an instant, then turned to whisper to Ophelia. She turned, noticed Sasha, and smiled. Smiling back, Sasha walked over to the other women. All her time on campus she and Ophelia had probably exchanged less than a hundred words, mostly cold politenesses. Someday they would have a long talk about Alex. But not now.

Ophelia, hi!

Ophelia's returning smile was a smirk, indicating she knew something Sasha didn't, and was about to surprise her with it. Sasha! Good to see you.

Sasha glanced at the pre-Freshmen and Ophelia was quick to respond. Sasha, meet Denise, Jordan, and Cairlyn. They're friends of Alex's brother, Jared, and they're all here checking out campus as prospective students.

As soon as she heard Alex's name, Sasha spent an instant evaluating the three new girls. Denise had an ambiguous ethnicity, part-Hispanic maybe? Cairlyn had carefully coifed platinum-blonde hair and large, round breasts. She was also obviously more confident about meeting her than the other two. Jordan was pure Indian, North, but mixed, probably around Delhi. Very cute, with small, pert breasts. Most likely to attract Alex's attention.

She declined the temptation to ask about Alex, and with a sudden insight realized that she could offer a prospective student an experience that no one else could. Really? Well, since you all know Alex… I'm going to a movie premier tonight, over in Hollywood. I think I could prevail on my designer for appropriate evening wear…

Sasha felt a hint of triumph when she saw them realize what she was offering. A Hollywood premier? Showing up in a unique evening gown in front of all the photographers? Cairlyn's hair would have to be smoothed back, but all three of them had faces and bodies that wouldn't be out of place at a congregation of starlets.

I… really? Denise was the first to take the bait.

Sure.

A designer gown?

Probably not the first time the dress has been out, or maybe something derivative, but… sure.

I… please I'd like to go. Denise looked to either side at her companions. Since Jared's busy doing guy stuff with Alex and all.

Sasha instantly assigned Denise to the role of Jared's girlfriend, then revoked it when Cairlyn seemed suddenly pleased at the prospect of not going. Competition? She turned her attention on Denise.

Absolutely. It will be fun. Uh, we should probably take off a bit early, four o'clock maybe? So Gensi will be able to fit something to you?

I… I'd like that. Where…?

You're staying at Alex's place?

The girl nodded.

Then I'll call the limo early, and stop by to pick you up at four.

As she went up to the stacks, to find her book, Sasha felt a bit of satisfaction. Showing up with Denise would prompt certain tabloid writers to speculate about her sexuality. That could only serve to confuse her father when he heard of it. And Denise would be, at least, a source of information about Alex's brother, which would be one more source of information she could use to bring herself closer to Alex.

Something was on Jared's mind. After creaming him in yet another game Alex put his controller down and asked about the most likely subject. He was a little nervous, afraid that it might actually be his fault.

So, how are things with Denise?

He was right. Jared shifted uncomfortably. What do you mean?

Have the two of you slept together? He knew what the answer should be, since he'd used the Control Program to prompt his brother's girlfriend to disregard her (already violated) vow of celibacy and sleep with him. It had been the least he could do, after taking Denise's virginity himself.

Yeah, we did. Jared sounded a bit angry. Back in January. First time for both of us.

Yeah? Congratulations. So are you still…?

No. Just that one time.

Oh. Uh, why?

She… she says it was a mistake, that she shouldn't have, that we should wait. But you know, I… well it…

Spit it out.

She called your name.

Huh?

When we were doing it, we were getting into it, and she called out your name. 'Oh Alex! Yes!' Jared raised his voice to imitate Denise, but the words were mocking and bitter.

Oh. It was his fault. So, I wouldn't be upset by that…

Because it's normal for girls to call out your name during sex?

No, it's just…

She was thinking of you, Alex. While I was fucking her, Denise was pretending it was you.

Is that what she said?

We didn't talk about it.

Maybe you should.

Inwardly Alex was thinking furiously. How could he use the Program to make things right for his brother? Change his memories? No. It didn't feel right. Modify Denise so her sexual pleasure with Jared was up to the standards she'd experienced with him? That seemed like the best course. He could also dim her recollection of sex with him, so Jared would compare more favorably.

His mind drifted as he thought of Denise and Cairlyn and Jordan, his recent meeting with the three girls, and how incredibly hot they were. Even though he'd only spent about half an hour with them all before Ophelia had arrived he'd been making plans for how he'd use the program to make certain he wouldn't be alone that night. And Jordan had…

I've… actually I've been thinking I should break up with her.

Oh?

I figure if we go off to different colleges, it will be easy, except we applied to the same ones. Then there's Cairlyn.

Alex remembered the platinum blondes' open desires and tight, muscular pussy. But nothing about her relationship with his brother. What about Cairlyn?

We're both on the AP track at school. This last semester we've had a lot of classes together. Spent a lot of time tother. I… like Cairlyn. I think she likes me too. These past couple days, sharing motel rooms, you know, I think, if we two could have had a room together, alone, apart, I think we might have.

Might have what?

Fuck you! You know what I mean.

And Denise?

You fuck Denise. That's what she wants. I give you my permission, brother.

Thanks. I will.

Fuck you! Again! Even if all the girls want you, that doesn't help me getting laid!

Denise…

Hasn't done or wanted or seemed to want squat with me. Jared glowered, then relaxed back into the couch. She asks about you. What you're doing. About your girlfriends. I told her all about them, Allison and Dorothy and Stephanie but she still asks. I think she wants you Alex.

Okay.

What? I just told you that my girlfriend wants to fuck you and all you can say is 'Okay'?

Alex shook his head. Don't worry about it little brother.

Why? You're going to fix everything?

You're here for a couple days, right? Who knows how things will work out. Maybe we'll get you laid properly, huh?

Are you doing Ophelia too?

Uh… yeah. But I'm sure we can find someone for you. I'll ask if there are any sorority parties going on. If you boff some hot sorority chick, Denise will dump you no?

Ophelia returned the girls around 3, all bubbling with excitement about Denise wrangling an invitation to a movie premier with Sasha. Alex had been worried at first, such generosity was out-of-character for Sasha. His concern was diverted when he went to use the Master Control Program to check the model's mental state, and Cairlyn followed him into his bedroom.

He was immediately distracted. Cairlyn looked him directly in the face. He took in her cute features, blue eyes, and firm, round breasts.

At least I can talk about it with you, she said?

Huh? Talk about what?

About last Christmas, Alex. About how we had sex, about how you had sex with me and Jordan and Denise and Cindy!

Oh. You, uh, haven't talked about it with each other?

No. And I expect you know that. It would only seem natural, right? Except that every time I think I ought to say something I find a reason not to. I change my mind. It took me a while to realize it but it's not natural. It's like a mental block. Kind of like the way I suddenly realized I had to have you, had to fuck you, even if you were busy fucking three of my friends.

Oh.

How did you do it?

Do…

Don't say 'Do what?' How did you make us all fuck you and change our minds so we can't talk about?

Uh, have a seat?

Glaring, Cairlyn sat down in Alex's desk chair, before the very computer that only needed to be woken from power-saving mode to reveal the Master Control Program. Alex sat on the bed.

So, are things a problem? Are you unhappy?

Am I…? Uh! Cairlyn was speechless for a moment. Then You knew Denise was Jared's boyfriend, right?

Alex nodded in acknowledgement.

But you fucked her anyway. Did you know she and Jared slept together in January?

Again, Alex nodded his head.

But they haven't since. Do you know why?

This time, Alex shook his head in negation.

Well, she says it's because the experience wasn't as good as she expected. She can't be more explicit, Alex, because we can't talk about sex with you. But I…

Cairlyn paused, and took a deep breath. Look, Alex, when you… when we… it felt good. I mean, really, really good, so much better than anyone or anything… if Denise felt like that with you, if that was what she was expecting, then she and Jared never had a chance. Can you see that?

I… yes. I mean…

Cairlyn just raised her eyebrows.

What do you think I should do? Should I make her forget she did it with me?

You really can do that…? Then… could you make it so she just doesn't remember how good it was with you?

Alex nodded. That was what he'd already decided to do. More problematic was what to do with Cairlyn. Her insightful deductions of his powers and how he'd used them was unsettling, but at the same time it somehow made her more attractive and enticing. He swelled at the thought of sleeping with her, wondered how his brother would react, out in the kitchen, if he took her to bed now.

Then… Cairlyn paused, eyes closed. She was obviously struggling over what to say next. Alex, can I have Jared?

Huh what?

I like him! I know him better than Denise does, I'm sure. We've spent so much time together and I'm sure he likes me too! Last night we went out together to buy gas and we were leaning close and I almost kissed him then but I was afraid.

Alex was stunned. What about Denise?

You can have Denise. If you don't do anything to change her I'm pretty sure she'd rather have you than Jared right now.

So, you like Jared, Jared likes you. Why are you asking me?

Because I'm afraid it will be like for Denise. Alex… she closed her eyes. Breathed deep. Alex sex was you was so incredible I'm not sure I could be happy with anything less while I remember you. You said you could change Denise's memories, could you change mine instead?

So you want to sleep with Jared?

Alex's stomach churned with anxiety. In the back of his mind he knew he could rearrange thoughts and feelings so things worked out exactly how he wanted them to. He wanted to screw Cairlyn, right here and now. But he also wanted to do the right thing. Jared wanted Cairlyn. Cairlyn wanted Jared. He wanted his brother to be happy.

Okay. he said simply.

Okay?

Jared is sleeping in Cathy's room tonight. I'm sure if you join him, he won't object to taking your relationship to the next level.

Just like that? There won't be any… problems?

No guarantees. But I'll do my best.

Oh. Thanks. Cairlyn stood and went to the door. Then she turned. Thank you Alex.

For…?

For not… for not making me change my mind. It scares me what you can do. It scared me to talk to you like this. I was terrified that you'd want to keep me as some kind of sex-slave. Which would have been awful except that I would have enjoyed it so much that it would have been wonderful. Does that make sense?

Perfectly. Don't worry Cairlyn. Go see Jared.

Alex called up Cairlyn on the Master Control Program, studiously ignoring the image of her attractive body. First he dimmed her memories of sex with him, so her experience with Jared would be a whole new level of pleasure for her.

Then he applied the modifications of his Super Seduction macro, replacing himself with Jared, so Cairlyn would not only be horny and eager to sleep with his brother, but her sexual pleasure with him would be enhanced to four times normal. He made further tweaks, so the blonde teen would develop an emotional affection towards his brother, and desire sex with him on a regular basis.

He reviewed the changes to her emotions and altered Cairlyn's feelings for him. He augmented her trust, but shaded her feelings of love and affection to be sisterly rather than erotic.

Jared would sleep in Cathy's room, and Alex was fairly certain Cairlyn would join him. It would be up to him to entertain Denise and Jordan. Alex smiled broadly at the Control Program image of his brother's soon-to-be-ex-girlfriend. He boosted her horniness levels, then did the same to Jordan. The changes he'd made back in December, enhancing their feelings for him and the sexual pleasure they experienced with him were still in place.

He shut down the computer, willed his erection back down, and went out to the pool.

Denise still felt giddy as Sasha waved farewell and the limo pulled away. She opened the gate and went inside.

The evening had been perfect. She looked great in the dress — she made a mental note to ask Alex if they had any appropriate hangers — she'd met famous actors and the director and the photographers had taken her picture with them all.

She paused by the pool and thought about the perfect end to a perfect evening. She thought about Alex. All evening long she'd been distractedly, irritatingly horny. Seeing him when they'd first arrived, as much as she'd anticipated it, had still been a little shock. When they'd returned after their tour with Ophelia, he'd been surprised, maybe even concerned about her planned evening with Sasha, because Sasha usually isn't nice to people without a reason.

She wondered how well Alex new Sasha. They'd all assumed that Alex was sleeping with the beautiful Ophelia, could he be screwing the swimsuit model as well?

Why not? she thought to herself. They were both beautiful and Alex was really good at it. She certainly hadn't minded when Alex had fucked her and Jordan and Cairlyn and Cindy. She remembered how he'd felt on top of her, fucking her, how her pussy had orgasmed and orgasmed and orgasmed.

She shook her head. She was really horny. And Alex was Jared's brother and Jared was her boyfriend and still, all during their trip she'd been wondering if maybe…

She ducked indoors just as the overcast clouds, threatening all evening, began to let loose with a light, drizzling rain. Jordan was in the kitchen. She was removing a kettle from the stovetop. She looked up. Hey Denise. How was it?

Fantastic. Everything I could have hoped for. You should have come. The dress is amazing. Am I not incredibly hot in it?

Jordan looked at her, up and down. That does look good on you. Do you have to give it back?

Yes. Sasha said I could leave it here, with Alex. Denise looked around. Where is everyone?

Jordan stammered, and blushed. Oh well… you should know… Jared went to bed already, she gestured towards Cathy's room, and Cairlyn is with him.

Denise felt numb, then a little shock. With him? As in…?

Yeah. Umm, they were actually making some noise just a few minutes ago.

Oh. Denise wasn't sure what she was feeling. Jared was her boyfriend, true, but the one time she'd slept with him she hadn't really enjoyed it until she pretended he was his brother. Even then, the feelings hadn't really compared to… Where's Alex?

In his room. I, uh, was just making us some chamomile.

Abruptly Denise realized that Jordan wasn't wearing a thing underneath the robe. A masculine robe. Probably Alex's. And her hair was tangled and mussed. Oh.

Why don't you take it to him? Jordan was holding forth two mugs of steaming herbal tea.

Huh?

Why don't you, Jordan handed over first one mug, then the other, take these to Alex. Show him how you look in that dress. See what happens?

As she realized what Jordan was suggesting, Denise felt a renewed surge of lust to her loins. Fuck Jared. Cairlyn could have him. She didn't really care, if she could spend the evening with Alex. Thank you Jordan.

Oh, I'm going to watch for a while. Jordan smirked. I'm a little worn out now, but maybe I'll join you in a bit.

Denise didn't really hear her. At that point her mind was focused on Alex, on walking down the hall to his room, putting down the tea, and posing for a bit, showing off the dress. She knew that with two quick un-ties the whole thing would slide down her body, and she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Naked, she would climb into bed with Alex and get her brains fucked out. It looked like the evening would have a perfect ending after all.

All in all, from Alex's perspective, things worked out better than he'd hoped, and his hopes had been based on the consequences of using the Master Control Program on all the parties involved.

Despite his obvious lust for the girl, Alex had needed to use the Program to get Jared to actually accept Cairlyn into his bed. Once there, Jared's Program-enhanced sexual endurance had been enough to keep them busy all night long.

After earlier enhancing her own level of horniness, he used the Program to prompt Jordan into his own bed, but she was so enthusiastic, so eager, that it probably hadn't been necessary. Certainly Denise's equivalent enthusiasm had been a bit of a surprise, but his own sexual stamina had been maximized when he'd found the Master Control Program, and thoroughly satisfying the second girl was delightful and easy. When Jordan joined them early in the morning he was happy to fuck her into another series of blissful orgasms before all three of them drifted off to sleep.

He woke up early, at dawn, and careful Program tweaking of his brother, Cairlyn, and Denise resulted in nothing more than some uncomfortable silences the next morning. Denise and Jared's breakup, Jared and Cairlyn's union, and Denise's new relationship with her ex-boyfriend's brother were all individually accommodated and accepted.

For Jared, Jordan and Alex were inconsequential compared to the fact of accepting Jordan and Denise together with Alex. Or so the Program's help function had assured him as he carefully checked everyone to make certain he hadn't stressed anyone to the point of insanity or other fundamental, personality-destroying changes. He used the Program to expand all their minds to accept Jared and Cairlyn on one side and himself plus Denise plus Jordan (and Allison and Sasha and rumored others) on the other.

What he hadn't expected was when Jared suggested that perhaps it would be best if he and Cairlyn drove back home together, while Denise and Jordan flew back. After a few moments consideration Alex told his brother that he understood, and offered to buy plane tickets for the other two girls. After all, that would mean he'd get another two days and nights with them… it was the least he could do.

Jared and Cairlyn left shortly before noon, and Alex and Denise and Jordan spent the rest of the day having sex all around the house. Cathy's room, the living room, the kitchen, poolside and in the pool, he even backed a naked Denise up against the wall next to the gate. Remembering Dorothy, so long ago it seemed, he fucked her to the sound of traffic outside while Jordan pressed her body against the two of them, rubbing them both, trying to enhance their pleasure.

They spent that night much like the previous night. Alex fucked them both, thrusting deep and hard until they came and came and came in continuous, overlapping orgasms, moaning and shouting and calling his name while the other watched in envy and exhilarating anticipation. Alex himself came more times than he could count, quivering with orgasm after orgasm and blasting what felt like gallons of sperm into both of the eager girls.

When Ophelia arrived the next morning, Alex's felt irritated. With a shock he realized he felt sated. After Jen and Megan, a day with Ophelia, and now Jordan and Denise he was actually tired of sex. On the other hand, he couldn't resist the idea of inviting Ophelia to join in with a repeat of yesterday's antics.

He used the Master Control Program to make a few tweaks to his own mind and emotions, ramping up his horniness until he felt ready to fuck all three girls all day long. He considered phoning Sasha, and inviting her as well, but the thought left his head when he saw that Ophelia, Denise, and Jordan had removed their bikini tops as they talked by the pool.

Ophelia jumped up, ran to pull him into a hug, pressing her warm, soft breasts against his chest, then took his hand and led him back to his bedroom. Once Ophelia was drowsing, temporarily sated, Denise climbed into bed with them. Once she was done, it was Jordan's turn. They had lunch, then Ophelia cornered him in the kitchen. They circulated through the house. The girls took turns, and the other two watched or helped, stroking and rubbing and kissing.

At one point Alex did his best to pleasure all three of them at once. Lying on his back on Cathy's bed Jordan rode his cock while Denise straddled his face to let him lick and suck her pussy and clit. Ophelia stood next to the bed, kissing and rubbing the other girls while Alex's fingers thrust in and out of her pussy. It worked, but only because Alex had taken a time-out before they tried the position to use the Program on Ophelia and Denise to make them come when they thought Jordan did. All four of them climaxed together. They panted in a heap for a moment, then went to the pool.

That evening Denise and Jordan figured out that Ophelia orgasmed each and every time Alex's cock penetrated her. With malicious delight they spent almost an hour carefully holding his penis and just pushing it into her, then pulling him back while the beautiful ex-lesbian burst into shuddering, uncontrollable orgasm.

Alex couldn't bring himself to protest their somewhat cruel treatment of Ophelia. She did enjoy it, after all. Maybe even more than he did himself.

Ophelia went along when he took Denise and Jordan to the airport the next day. Outside security they attracted attention kissing each other goodbye, Ophelia deep-tongued Jordan or Denise while Alex did the same to the other. Alex realized things were getting out of control when he found himself kissing Ophelia while Denise and Jordan kissed each other, and ushered the two high-schoolers onward to the security checkpoint.

He and Ophelia left with arms around each other's waists. When they got home, Ophelia exacted her payment for escorting Denise, Jordan, and Cairlyn on their tour of campus. Since ‘payment’ involved repeatedly plunging his cock into her in an attempt to replicate the previous night's marathon orgasm session, and since his Control Program manipulation left him still feeling pleasantly horny, Alex didn't mind paying at all.