Chapter 1
The blaring sound of a morning alarm woke Will up from another dreamless night. Rolling out from the under of his blanket, he haphazardly tapped his phone screen until the alarm turned off.
Still bleary-eyed, he stumbled blindly from his bed to the bathroom, tripping over random objects strewn around the floor of his still-dark dorm room. He shielded his eyes as he switched on the bathroom lights and waited a moment to let himself adjust to the harsh brightness.
Will was a young man of average height, with dark brown hair with typical boyish messiness, and a rather lanky, wispy build that showed some signs of masculinity here and there but paled in comparison to real athletes or jocks.
Checking his reflection in the mirror after washing his face, Will sighed, admonishing himself for even checking if anything had changed. Maybe it was all the porn he'd read the night before, stories about average guys like him who woke up one day with chiseled abs and 10-inch cocks, but a part of him was slightly excited to see if it could have happened to him. His morning wood was eager in its youthful vigor but still maxed out at 6 inches, and it had yet to see any action although he was already in his second semester of college.
Will sighed through his nose again and continued along with his morning routine when he heard an unfamiliar notification sound from his phone in his room. Then four more dings in quick succession.
"The fuck is that... ah shit, it might be the weird sex app I downloaded last night," Will mumbled, thinking out loud.
He hurriedly went through the rest of his morning routine, hoping that his phone would still be in working condition by the time he got around to it.
His hair was still slightly damp from the shower, but Will went back to his room and picked up his phone from the floor where it had fallen earlier.
On his screen were several notifications from an app with a red icon he had never seen before. The notifications were all similar, with messages along the lines of 'Hurry up and create an account and begin Leveling Up!'
Will checked his clock and seeing it was still 6:45 he decided he had the time to open up the mysterious app and see what it was about.
Upon tapping the unfamiliar icon, his entire screen flashed a bright neon red before fading back into a pink background with several rows of text and a few unknown icons now lining his phone screen.
Account ID: 000001
Username: William Avery
STATUS
Level 1
Height: 6ft. 2
Cock: 3 inches soft/6 inches hard
Unique Status: Youthful Lust
RELATIONSHIPS
Family: Anthony Avery (father), Bethany Avery (Mother), Vanessa Avery (Sister)
Friends: Carlo Perrera (Roommate), Anne Hayes (class friend)
Lovers: None
Enemies: [expand]
ITEMS
Affection Boost x3 (Daily Refill)
Brainwasher x1 (1 hour effect)
Double Sensitivity Boost x3 (Daily Refill)
"The fuck?" Will mumbled.
He had no recollection of ever entering personal information into a new app yesterday and certainly didn't remember recording his cock size either. Also, what was it trying to imply with 'expand' under the enemies tab? Not to mention the entire 'Items' tab was a complete mystery and he didn't even want to consider what 'Youthful Lust' could mean under his status.
He tried clicking on random buttons until he tapped on the 'Affection Boost' item icon and his phone buzzed in his hand before a new notification popped up on his screen, displaying the message:
"There are no applicable targets within range."
Other than that, nothing happened.
"Fucking waste of my damn time..." Will muttered under his breath before picking up his bag and heading to that morning's lecture.
When he got to the lecture hall, the professor had already begun and most of the front seats had been filled. It didn't matter though, as Will was the type of student to sit in the back anyway where it was harder to get noticed for dozing off. Will made his way toward his usual spot and was glad to see one of the only friends he had made in college, Anne, already sitting there.
Anne was what most people would classify as grunge-y. Will was lucky enough to have gotten to know her during orientation so he knew that underneath her dark lipstick, heavy mascara, and singular fashion sense, she had a rather bubbly personality. Moreover, it seemed that because of her style choices, most people wrote her off as just another emo girl, choosing to ignore her impossibly round auburn eyes and her delicately feminine and slender body.
Will waved to her as he climbed the stairs up the side of the lecture hall, and he smiled when he saw Anne's face light up at the sight of him.
As Will sat down in the empty seat next to Anne, she spoke to him casually. Recently, she had even begun inserting raunchy jokes within their conversations; Will took this as a sign that she was starting to open up to him so he usually played along.
"What's got you so uncharacteristically late to class? Did you need time to get rid of your morning wood or something?" Anne teased, a smile forming on her pert little lips.
"Haha. Good one," Will replied in a monotone voice. "Nah, it was just this weird app, it had all my personal info and stuff, I might've gotten hacked or something."
"Oh shit," Anne replied, more serious now. "that sounds kinda bad, you ok?"
"Yeah yeah, should be nothing too bad. Just got a bit spooked this morning is all."
"If you say so..."
Anne took another worried look at her friend's face but decided to let it go.
With that, Anne went back to taking notes on her tablet (she was quite diligent in her studies despite her appearance), and Will took this time to check his phone again.
The app was already opened so Will didn't have to worry about another red flash like earlier, but he still made sure nobody else could see his screen before he began investigating the app some more. He'd already somewhat written off the app in his head as some sort of new-gen scam, but curiosity had begun eating away at him, and he figured he had nothing to lose anyway; it already knew all there was to know about him.
As far as he could tell, there was no sign of an account deletion or sign-out option, so the only thing left to do was to keep fiddling with the other buttons.
He tried tapping the 'Affection Boost' icon again, and this time he got a new pop-up that read,
"Please choose a target."
Underneath the displayed message was a long list of names and as Will scrolled through them he realized with increasing unease that all the names listed were ones that he had grown accustomed to hearing in the morning roll call of the lecture he was in. Eventually, he found Anne's name, listed with the rest of the students with last names that began with H, and he was about to tap her shoulder and show her but something inside him halted his movement.
His initial panic and fear of this strange app that had access to his personal information started to transform into curiosity as to whether anything would truly happen if he selected a person to use the 'Affection Boost' on.
He licked his lips and clicked on Anne's name and saw another notification pop up.