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Arlo and Tom, two best friends in high school, were playing the newest VR game Obliteration. VR had come a long way in recent years; this year’s VR consoles required a special headset that bridged a neural connection to the game world. Obliteration was massively popular. The MMORPG grossed a million copies sold in the first couple days and was well on its way to being a best seller. Upon booting up their copies of the game, Tom had found his to be working just fine, but Arlo was prompted with a text box asking “Enable TRNSFRMTN Challenge?” Way too excited to play, Arlo clicked right through the prompt. Arlo and Tom soon found each other in their virtual world and started adventuring.

Upon winning their first PvP encounter, a different prompt popped up in Arlo’s view: Challenge complete. Transform losers? He had no clue what this meant, so he selected Yes. A plethora of options appeared, all having to do with the losers’ attributes of their in-game avatars. None interested Arlo more than the Change Sex option tucked quietly at the bottom of the menu. Once he clicked it, he watched his two opponents roll on the ground, writhing with pain and pleasure as they transformed into female versions of their male avatars. Once their transformations were complete, a new set of options appeared to Arlo, such as Measurements, Lip Size, Libido, IQ, Hair Color, and other interesting fields he felt like tweaking.

Before he could start playing around with their stats too much, Tom turned to Arlo, asking, “What the hell just happened?!”

“What, man? I got a prompt! It said I could change whatever I want about their avatars because they lost to us!”

Worry flashed across Tom’s face. “Oh no dude…I’ve heard about this. This is a game-breaking bug that the devs thought they fixed, but a few copies globally still have left in. You need to get a different copy of the game cause if we lose any encounters they get to transform us instead.”

Arlo thought for a moment, considering what his friend said. Then he remembered he had two helpless players in his grasp and the power went to his head. “Sure thing, Tom. I’ll switch out my copy soon, but let’s enjoy the spoils of our victory for now,” he grinned as he began tampering with the new women’s appearances. Like any horny high school-aged boy would do, he turned them into blonde, big-titted, big-assed bimbos. After he turned their Libido bar all the way up, it was only a matter of seconds before they were getting their virtual dicks wet in some horny sluts.

As the days went on, the boys heard strange news about the game’s interaction with the real world; apparently, some glitch was causing people to act differently once they got out of the game. Arlo blew it off as hearsay and continued playing his copy of Obliteration. Arlo “forgot” to exchange his copy day after day, thus resulting in his friend more and more reluctantly agreeing to play with him. After a very close win, Tom had had enough.

“Listen, man, this needs to stop!” he shouted as Arlo eagerly scrolled through his transformation prompts. “We’re getting too close to losing! And what if those rumors are true?! We’re affecting people for real!”

“Oh nonsense,” Arlo replied mindlessly as their opponents began turning into voluptuous women. The screams of the men turning into slaves of Arlo’s desires clearly had more importance than whatever his friend was saying.

“Fine, then find another duo partner.” Tom popped out of the game without warning. Arlo looked around with only mild confusion.

“Eh, whatever. More for me,” he said, slowly walking towards the new bewildered, horny, barely-clothed women he had just created.

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The following day, Arlo received a message from an anonymous player. “You’re disgusting, changing people in the game and abusing the glitch. 1v1 me and I won’t report you.” Arlo didn’t have a choice, but was confident in his skills nonetheless.

Once he entered the match, he saw the other player smirk from across the arena. “This is for my brother and every other person you’ve hurt!” the mysterious warrior called. The match ended almost before it began; just seconds in, the mystery warrior dashed across the arena, defeating Arlo in a single blow.

“Wha…?!” Arlo cried in confusion. “You…you’re hacking! You cheater!”

“I’m hacking for good. People like you need to be stopped and there’s only one way to do it – a taste of your own medicine.” The victory prompt that Arlo had relished tinkering with countless times before appeared in front of the warrior. “I’ll have you know my name is Noah. My brother, Oliver, was one of your first victims. He walks around all day acting like some nympho bimbo. Let’s see how you like it.”

While Noah explored the interface, Arlo began to plead. “Wait, please, I’ll do anything! I can change him back!”

“Doctors said it’s irreversible, asshole,” Noah replied icily without looking at Arlo.

“I promise I’ll never do it –” Noah had found and pressed the Change Sex button. “– agaaaaahhhhh!” Arlo rolled on the arena floor like so many others before him. He felt his body hair wither away while his face shifted and rearranged, leaving one of a perfect slut’s. His lips grew large , designed for wrapping around a cock. Dirty blonde hair poured out of his head as he clutched at his genitals, feeling them slowly shrink into him. The woman’s new pussy felt warm and wanting.

Unbeknownst to Arlo, Noah had already started playing around with her attributes, so she was on the path straight to being a bimbo. Her clothing started to morph, turning into a tight-fitting graphic bikini. Her overall frame shrunk, as did her shoulders and waist, while her hips began to push outward. Her hands still in between her legs, she felt her thighs fill with muscle and fat soon followed by her butt. Her ass cheeks swelled to an enormous size, soon swallowing most of her thong bikini bottoms. The pleasure reached her chest at last as firm, perky, sensitive breasts ballooned their way into her bikini. Her titties gushed outward, forced to squeeze together between her arms forming a mountain of cleavage.

“You look good, slut,” Noah laughed. “I think I’ll call you Aria. Fitting name for a whore like you.” Unfortunately for Aria, Noah was not done with his tweaking of her attributes. He turned Submissiveness and Libido all the way up while turning IQ all the way down. Aria’s head became fuzzy with memories of her old life, soon lost to thoughts of pleasure and servitude. She simply saw a fighter with what looked like a monster erection in his pants and instinctively crawled over, tugging at his pants. “Heh, you want this dick, don’t you bitch?”

All Aria could do was nod passively, saying, “Yes, master,” on her knees as Noah whipped his dick out. It was soon shoved between cock pillows going deep into her throat. Aria had no gag reflex and simply moaned while Noah fucked her face.

After a minute, Noah suddenly pulled his dick out of her. “You know what, Aria? I wanna see that ass clap.” He reached down to her bikini top, ripping it off her chest. Her plump tits jiggled free, bouncing then quickly settling high on her chest. Noah turned her around and knelt, slapping her huge ass. It bobbed back and forth with hypnotic rhythm, resulting in Aria squealing with ecstasy. He tore her bikini bottoms off too, swiftly shoving his hard dick in her ass.

“Ooooo, fuck!” Aria cried as she felt him enter her. Her eyes crossed and she stuck her tongue out as he pounded her ass. On her hands and knees, Aria’s tight, bouncy body shook madly. She came a couple times during the dicking thanks to her delicate new body and was ready when she felt Noah’s cock begin to twitch inside her. “Cum for me, master! Cover me with it!” Noah did just that, shooting his load onto her giant ass cheeks. She twerked for her master as the last drops of jizz dribbled onto her.

After coming to his senses, Noah flipped Aria onto her back, pinning her by her wrists. “You’re mine now, slut. I’m gonna do what I want with you in this game. You’ll come to me when I call you, understand?” Aria nodded. Just to rub it in, Noah lowered head between her breasts and rapidly motorboated her titties. He released her and said, “You’ve only just begun to pay for what you’ve done.”

Aria was suddenly back in her room. Inexplicably, not only had her mind remained, but her body and clothing had as well. She found, however, the addition of a pink kitty headset, glasses, and an arm tattoo featuring blushing anime girls. All she could think about was how hard she had gotten fucked. With one hand tugging her top, her tongue hung from her mouth. Drool began to fall between her tits as she recalled the pleasure. With a sudden burst of clarity, she picked up her phone and took a picture of herself. She sent it to Tom, asking if he wanted to come over and “play.”

Tom was in Aria’s room minutes later. “What the hell happened to you!? It was only supposed to affect your mind!”

“Master was hacking…he must have…” she began, realizing she didn’t have the intelligence to carry on her thought. Not concerned with how she ended up this way and more concerned with the raging boner in Tom’s pants, she pulled her bikini top off and wiggled her jugs for him. “Doesn’t matter! Let’s play!” Tom, completely stunned, was helplessly dragged onto her bed as she removed her bikini bottoms. Fishing inside his pants, she securely gripped his dick and stroked. Tom was smart enough to take his pants off as he fell on top of her. Aria guided his dick into her slick slit, eliciting a moan from both parties. Tom started to pump in and out of her, squeezing her ass tightly and shaking the bed and Aria’s voluptuous body. Her eyes crossed and her tongue flopped out once again as she took in the immense pleasure. “Uuuuuunh!” Aria panted. She orgasmed on her back a couple minutes later, yelling, “Cummiiiiing!” as she did. She never slowed down, though, keeping the man’s pleasure first like a good servant. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Oooooh yes!” she screamed as he railed her. Right before Tom came, he stuck his head between Aria’s tits and motorboated her just like Noah had. She felt him bust gallons inside her, coating her cunt with sticky seed.

Aria soon secretly moved in with Tom, bringing her computer rig so she could still play Oblivion whenever her real master called her. There was never a moment, or a reality, in which she wasn’t being used as the cock sleeve that she was. And she deserved it. And loved it.

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Description

Arlo and Tom, two best friends in high school, were playing the newest VR game Obliteration. VR had come a long way in recent years; this year’s VR consoles required a special headset that bridged a neural connection to the game world. Obliteration was massively popular. The MMORPG grossed a million copies sold in the first couple days and was well on its way to being a best seller. Upon booting up their copies of the game, Tom had found his to be working just fine, but Arlo was prompted with a text box asking “Enable TRNSFRMTN Challenge?” Way too excited to play, Arlo clicked right through the prompt. Arlo and Tom soon found each other in their virtual world and started adventuring.

Upon winning their first PvP encounter, a different prompt popped up in Arlo’s view: Challenge complete. Transform losers? He had no clue what this meant, so he selected Yes. A plethora of options appeared, all having to do with the losers’ attributes of their in-game avatars. None interested Arlo more than the Change Sex option tucked quietly at the bottom of the menu. Once he clicked it, he watched his two opponents roll on the ground, writhing with pain and pleasure as they transformed into female versions of their male avatars. Once their transformations were complete, a new set of options appeared to Arlo, such as Measurements, Lip Size, Libido, IQ, Hair Color, and other interesting fields he felt like tweaking.

Before he could start playing around with their stats too much, Tom turned to Arlo, asking, “What the hell just happened?!”

“What, man? I got a prompt! It said I could change whatever I want about their avatars because they lost to us!”

Worry flashed across Tom’s face. “Oh no dude…I’ve heard about this. This is a game-breaking bug that the devs thought they fixed, but a few copies globally still have left in. You need to get a different copy of the game cause if we lose any encounters they get to transform us instead.”

Arlo thought for a moment, considering what his friend said. Then he remembered he had two helpless players in his grasp and the power went to his head. “Sure thing, Tom. I’ll switch out my copy soon, but let’s enjoy the spoils of our victory for now,” he grinned as he began tampering with the new women’s appearances. Like any horny high school-aged boy would do, he turned them into blonde, big-titted, big-assed bimbos. After he turned their Libido bar all the way up, it was only a matter of seconds before they were getting their virtual dicks wet in some horny sluts.

As the days went on, the boys heard strange news about the game’s interaction with the real world; apparently, some glitch was causing people to act differently once they got out of the game. Arlo blew it off as hearsay and continued playing his copy of Obliteration. Arlo “forgot” to exchange his copy day after day, thus resulting in his friend more and more reluctantly agreeing to play with him. After a very close win, Tom had had enough.

“Listen, man, this needs to stop!” he shouted as Arlo eagerly scrolled through his transformation prompts. “We’re getting too close to losing! And what if those rumors are true?! We’re affecting people for real!”

“Oh nonsense,” Arlo replied mindlessly as their opponents began turning into voluptuous women. The screams of the men turning into slaves of Arlo’s desires clearly had more importance than whatever his friend was saying.

“Fine, then find another duo partner.” Tom popped out of the game without warning. Arlo looked around with only mild confusion.

“Eh, whatever. More for me,” he said, slowly walking towards the new bewildered, horny, barely-clothed women he had just created.

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The following day, Arlo received a message from an anonymous player. “You’re disgusting, changing people in the game and abusing the glitch. 1v1 me and I won’t report you.” Arlo didn’t have a choice, but was confident in his skills nonetheless.

Once he entered the match, he saw the other player smirk from across the arena. “This is for my brother and every other person you’ve hurt!” the mysterious warrior called. The match ended almost before it began; just seconds in, the mystery warrior dashed across the arena, defeating Arlo in a single blow.

“Wha…?!” Arlo cried in confusion. “You…you’re hacking! You cheater!”

“I’m hacking for good. People like you need to be stopped and there’s only one way to do it – a taste of your own medicine.” The victory prompt that Arlo had relished tinkering with countless times before appeared in front of the warrior. “I’ll have you know my name is Noah. My brother, Oliver, was one of your first victims. He walks around all day acting like some nympho bimbo. Let’s see how you like it.”

While Noah explored the interface, Arlo began to plead. “Wait, please, I’ll do anything! I can change him back!”

“Doctors said it’s irreversible, asshole,” Noah replied icily without looking at Arlo.

“I promise I’ll never do it –” Noah had found and pressed the Change Sex button. “– agaaaaahhhhh!” Arlo rolled on the arena floor like so many others before him. He felt his body hair wither away while his face shifted and rearranged, leaving one of a perfect slut’s. His lips grew large , designed for wrapping around a cock. Dirty blonde hair poured out of his head as he clutched at his genitals, feeling them slowly shrink into him. The woman’s new pussy felt warm and wanting.

Unbeknownst to Arlo, Noah had already started playing around with her attributes, so she was on the path straight to being a bimbo. Her clothing started to morph, turning into a tight-fitting graphic bikini. Her overall frame shrunk, as did her shoulders and waist, while her hips began to push outward. Her hands still in between her legs, she felt her thighs fill with muscle and fat soon followed by her butt. Her ass cheeks swelled to an enormous size, soon swallowing most of her thong bikini bottoms. The pleasure reached her chest at last as firm, perky, sensitive breasts ballooned their way into her bikini. Her titties gushed outward, forced to squeeze together between her arms forming a mountain of cleavage.

“You look good, slut,” Noah laughed. “I think I’ll call you Aria. Fitting name for a whore like you.” Unfortunately for Aria, Noah was not done with his tweaking of her attributes. He turned Submissiveness and Libido all the way up while turning IQ all the way down. Aria’s head became fuzzy with memories of her old life, soon lost to thoughts of pleasure and servitude. She simply saw a fighter with what looked like a monster erection in his pants and instinctively crawled over, tugging at his pants. “Heh, you want this dick, don’t you bitch?”

All Aria could do was nod passively, saying, “Yes, master,” on her knees as Noah whipped his dick out. It was soon shoved between cock pillows going deep into her throat. Aria had no gag reflex and simply moaned while Noah fucked her face.

After a minute, Noah suddenly pulled his dick out of her. “You know what, Aria? I wanna see that ass clap.” He reached down to her bikini top, ripping it off her chest. Her plump tits jiggled free, bouncing then quickly settling high on her chest. Noah turned her around and knelt, slapping her huge ass. It bobbed back and forth with hypnotic rhythm, resulting in Aria squealing with ecstasy. He tore her bikini bottoms off too, swiftly shoving his hard dick in her ass.

“Ooooo, fuck!” Aria cried as she felt him enter her. Her eyes crossed and she stuck her tongue out as he pounded her ass. On her hands and knees, Aria’s tight, bouncy body shook madly. She came a couple times during the dicking thanks to her delicate new body and was ready when she felt Noah’s cock begin to twitch inside her. “Cum for me, master! Cover me with it!” Noah did just that, shooting his load onto her giant ass cheeks. She twerked for her master as the last drops of jizz dribbled onto her.

After coming to his senses, Noah flipped Aria onto her back, pinning her by her wrists. “You’re mine now, slut. I’m gonna do what I want with you in this game. You’ll come to me when I call you, understand?” Aria nodded. Just to rub it in, Noah lowered head between her breasts and rapidly motorboated her titties. He released her and said, “You’ve only just begun to pay for what you’ve done.”

Aria was suddenly back in her room. Inexplicably, not only had her mind remained, but her body and clothing had as well. She found, however, the addition of a pink kitty headset, glasses, and an arm tattoo featuring blushing anime girls. All she could think about was how hard she had gotten fucked. With one hand tugging her top, her tongue hung from her mouth. Drool began to fall between her tits as she recalled the pleasure. With a sudden burst of clarity, she picked up her phone and took a picture of herself. She sent it to Tom, asking if he wanted to come over and “play.”

Tom was in Aria’s room minutes later. “What the hell happened to you!? It was only supposed to affect your mind!”

“Master was hacking…he must have…” she began, realizing she didn’t have the intelligence to carry on her thought. Not concerned with how she ended up this way and more concerned with the raging boner in Tom’s pants, she pulled her bikini top off and wiggled her jugs for him. “Doesn’t matter! Let’s play!” Tom, completely stunned, was helplessly dragged onto her bed as she removed her bikini bottoms. Fishing inside his pants, she securely gripped his dick and stroked. Tom was smart enough to take his pants off as he fell on top of her. Aria guided his dick into her slick slit, eliciting a moan from both parties. Tom started to pump in and out of her, squeezing her ass tightly and shaking the bed and Aria’s voluptuous body. Her eyes crossed and her tongue flopped out once again as she took in the immense pleasure. “Uuuuuunh!” Aria panted. She orgasmed on her back a couple minutes later, yelling, “Cummiiiiing!” as she did. She never slowed down, though, keeping the man’s pleasure first like a good servant. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Oooooh yes!” she screamed as he railed her. Right before Tom came, he stuck his head between Aria’s tits and motorboated her just like Noah had. She felt him bust gallons inside her, coating her cunt with sticky seed.

Aria soon secretly moved in with Tom, bringing her computer rig so she could still play Oblivion whenever her real master called her. There was never a moment, or a reality, in which she wasn’t being used as the cock sleeve that she was. And she deserved it. And loved it.

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I do not own this image.