In a bedroom of his mother's house sat Kenneth Cooper. I student at U.C.L.A. and about to get his Master's degree in Web technology. He was that nigh hacking into computers only to find a strange situation. Watching the screens of Richard Parker and those scenes of strange glowing words he clicked his save. To save the screen and then to click for favorites he now locked down the Web page itself.
"This is one strange page!" he muttered to himself.
A return to the fated screen with golden writing he too began to sound out words. Unlike Richard, Ken did not have a vocabulary filled with slang expressions. Sitting back in his chair he wondered the meanings of those golden words.
A click to print set the printer into motion. As Ken watched the paper slowly come forth he was amazed to see the golden Latin writing became normal Kings English in black solid print.
Now he could make sense of the words and even as he read them the air about the room filled with static electric charges. Looking up from his computer the darkened room was filled with floating trinkles of strange greenish lights.
Looking to the page in hand the words seemed to adjust to proper sentance structure.
"Behold Oh Master of Power!
We the spirits of Light and Dark now stand at your command!
Any wish, any thought, whatever your fond desire will now come true!
Caution thought to our new master, care must be taken to clear thy thoughts of all sexual pleasures less they come true. Care to our Master if he becon this power to make him of animal. A change and a wish must leave you able to speak, able to think, or the reverse of your spell to be written, less thee be and remain as whatever!
We stand ready to aid, help, defend our Master!
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Ken looked about his room and smiled with an evil grin. "I want to have the aboslute best final grades and become the world's best computer mind!"
Suddenly the computer activated the printer, "SO IT SHALL BE OUR MASTER!"
"I want to hit the Lottery and win millions tomorrow!"
Again the printer kicked in and printed, 09-02-01-23-07-15--19.
Amazed, he looked at the printout.
Ken walked about his room looking and thinking of all his great and wonderful dreams. Now he had the power to grant his deepest desire.
"DESIRE! Yes your Master has a desire!"
Setting down at the computer he punched up the Internet and picked out his fantasy page, Nutso's satyr and cervine page: Pictures, pictures, he remembered a pretty slut of a satyress picking at her pussy. At last she was there, on the screen and in full color. "Her I want her to fulfill my desire, tonight and every night from now on!"
"Oh, Master please come to bed a fill me with your bounty!"