Jordan practically hooted as he booted up his new VR setup. He'd spent all day trying to get it just right. Adjusting the sensors, moving furniture, sweating profusely after he'd spilled some thermal compound on the motherboard, but it was finally worth it. Well, would be worth it after he started the game.
He pulled on the goggles, grabbed the tactile grips, and waited as the start screen as Crusaders and Minions booted for the first time. 10 years of intense AI development meant that the NPCs were the most advanced ever, capable of responding at a near human level. As long as you stayed away from certain constructions, like using 'not' in a sentence.
Still, the E3 trailer was impressive as anything, and review copies were praising the companion characters, though were tepid about the resulting story and world.
Worth it. Jordan thought, thinking over the companions. They looked like something out of a dating sim, the more overt class where the backstory included government mandated plastic surgery and massive global warming meant that anything more concealing than a halter top would lead to heat exhaustion. Hurriedly clicking 'a' through the startup logos, not that it made a difference, Jordan eventually reached the start menu, and pressed 'New Game.'
The world blacked out, and a spotlight lit up on an empty stage. From nothingness, a voice spoke.
"I believe it is your first time encountering our world. Would you mind chatting with me so I can recommend a companion?"
Jordan sighed, and mashed start, trying to skip the boring tutorial dialogue.
"Ah, I see, you're impatient and am assured that you know better, I have several companions that -" The voice cut off in irritation after the mashing had reached audible intensity. "Who would you like?"
Hundreds of forms, extending into the darkness, appeared on screen. Jordan quickly input the search parameters, "Dark," "Mischievous," "Female" and sorted by average BMI. He sighed at the dozens of golems, each of which probably weighed several tons, and narrowed it with "- animated" and "order:reversed" A few screens later, and Jordan found the fan favorite, Nevar.
She was in maybe half a second of the trailer, and nearly got the developers sued for copyright infringement, but had exploded over the internet, or at least the select forums that Jordan frequented during his daily moisturizing ritual.
Almost too quiet to hear, the narrator voice sighed and said "Oh, gods. One of them."
Not Raven sashayed to the stage, and stood there, wearing only wisps of living darkness. Jordan gaped a bit at the rendering. He couldn't stop staring at her perfect hourglass shape, large breasts, shapely ass, violet hair; all glinting as if she had oiled herself. And the subtly shifting darkness, which hinted but didn't reveal, made it all the better. "Hello, I'm Nevar" she said in a sultry voice, "Can I see who I'm mentoring?"
The standard character creator menu appeared, along with the option to generate it based off the positioning cameras. Jordan smirked, and clicked the camera option. A version of himself, T-posing, appeared in the creator, with several recommended changes for better immersion gently pulsing next to various options.
A little confused, Jordan looked at them. Ok, realistically a 5'2" male wouldn't be able to use much armor. And 98 pounds probably meant not a very hard punch. And no, he wasn't 12. Jesus, how much more insulting could it get?
He sighed, and fixed the age. A previously grayed out option, "Anatomically correct" defaulted to unchecked. Jordan checked it, then tabbed to the unclothed view. Jordan was getting annoyed at how accurate the predictive capabilities of this game were. He highlighted his junk and, smirk renewed, shoved the slider as high as it would go. Now, that was more like it.
He selected "Complete character" and clicked that he was sure. Then clicked that he was very sure. The game paused for a moment, almost saying "Well, your funeral" and Jordan returned to the stage. He walked towards it, then realized he was taking damage by kicking himself. Adopting a wider stance, he waddled up the ramp, towards Nevar. He crossed the ring of light, and stood there, arms crossed, chest out.
She burst out laughing. "I knew that some desperate pervs played this game, but seriously kid, you take the cake. What is that thing? 3 feet?"
Jordan, stunned for a moment, looked down at his bulge. The crotch in his jeans was practically the size of a bean bag chair. He blushed, and decided to let the organ speak for itself. He hurriedly pulled down his pants, and let his member hang out.
Nevar's laughs redoubled. "Did you... did you really not change anything else? I can't even tell if you have balls. Wait wait wait. I need to enable physics for a moment." She snapped her fingers, and Jordan fell flat on his face, close to a hundred pounds of cock unexpectedly tugging against his crotch. "Oh, this is great. Can you even get hard?" She snapped again, and her shadows disappeared, revealing her in all her glory. Jordan gulped, as Nevar sashayed over to him, making sure that he got a good look. "Huh, maybe not enough stimulation..." she muttered, crouching down, her pussy inches away from his face. She snapped again, and a ball of vibrating pleasure appeared in his rectum.
Jordan gasped, his cock rock solid in real life. His avatar was a different story though. Jordan tried to blink, as his vision started to black out around the edges. A few seconds later, the game screen went black entirely. Jordan blinked in confusion, and his character slowly recovered from an bloodloss induced unconsciousness . Nevar was seated in a throne, looking down on him with an evil smirk. Jordan tried to get up, but his character was chained to the ground.
"I didn't realize you were into chains and ropes." He said eventually.
She sighed. "Look, you can't do innuendo after passing out because you decided to ignore logic. It just doesn't work. You look stupid. Well, even stupider than someone who accidentally sterilized themselves by making their only feasible partner a flesh golem. I'm half tempted to finalize that change and see how you deal with it on the Other Side."
Jordan thought for a moment. "What do you mean by finalize and the Other Side?"
"What? You didn't notice the vibrator attacking your prostate a few minutes ago? That's not something that comes standard with VR kits. Though I wouldn't be surprised if you bought an add-on."
"That doesn't make- but that's impos- you're just a-"
