Beatrice had finally lost all control of her life when she sent a picture of her breasts to her nephew Adrian over the internet. Her emotions upon clicking send were mixed. Horror mostly. Then, disappointment at herself. Then embarrassment, shame, and humiliation. Finally, once the shock had died down, she put a hand under her unbuttoned jeans and began touching her sopping wet pussy, resigned to her fate. She imagined her nephew's reaction to seeing so much of her body.
It had started a long time ago, over a month at least. It was when Beatrice decided to get closer to her nephew by secretly playing the same online game he played. It was a video game she saw the name of when she was cleaning his room once. He had already been living with her for a few weeks. It was cheaper than a dorm at his college. Bea's older sister, his mother, had been quite thankful, and Bea had no reason to refuse him. She was single, and enjoyed finally living with a man again. She had to admit, it was especially wonderful living with a young, athletic, attractive man. She was something a recluse at the best of times. Her last boyfriend has been a decade ago, back when she was in college herself.
Adrian liked to play an online game called "Journey Tale." It was a fantasy game where you were able to choose what your character looked like. She took some time to learn it, found him online one day, and after making sure he was playing, tried introducing herself to him over the internet.
It was silly. It was stupid. But it was liberating as well. She could be whatever she wanted in the game, so she chose to be a short, lithe, nimble creature. She had always wanted to lose weight, and while she knew some guys liked curvy girls, if she could be anything, why not choose this?
He liked her at least. She started chatting with him in game. He helped her on the first few quests. She learned more about his friends. It was actually more social interaction than she was used to. Her book club still met occasionally. She still had friends she met on the weekends, but she wasn't close to anyone at work, and this was a nice outlet that kept her from needing to leave the house.
It was about a week before she could say she was Adrian's friend in the game. Out of the game, she was still his aunt. They were polite with each other, but she never mentioned the game. As far as he knew, she was just reading her romance novels in her room as usual.
It was maybe a month in when they got a lot closer. He started talking about how lonely he was feeling. How his girlfriend had broken up with him due to distance. And how he was getting more stressed with his part time job. Bea comforted him all she could, but she wasn't brave enough to talk to him in person about those sorts of things. Instead she asked if there was anything she could do. He responded,
"Lol, not unless you know any cute girls near where I live."
She asked, "Well, where do you live?" She rolled her eyes as she typed.
Then she gulped. He told her the truth. He said the city and college and everything. Not the exact address of course. She hesitated. Then she responded, "You shouldn't just give that info out online to strangers."
"You aren't a stranger." he typed back quickly. "I trust you not to sell my info to bots, okay?"
"Right." She answered and thought long and hard about her next reply. She continued, "I live around there actually."
"No way!"
"Yea, last fifteen years." She regretted admitting that. But then again, there was no way he would know who she really was.
"Huh, maybe my aunt knows you." She froze. "Lol, JK, she never leaves the house." She sighed in relief. "Well, you aren't really a girl are you?"
"Why do you say that?" She asked.
"I mean, most of the people on this game just make cute girls to play as."
"Well, I am a woman." She defended herself.
"Send a pick of your boobs or I wont believe you."
She blushed, then angrily typed, "Fuck no!"
"Haha, I knew it." She fumed.
"Why don't you post your cock first?" She asked. She smugly leaned back.
Then she saw there was a file transfer. There was no way it was what she thought it was. She felt her heartbeat in her ears. She hovered her mouse over the file to open it. She gulped as the clicked the icon.
There was a picture of a cartoon chicken. She felt the stress leave her body, "You scared me for a second." She typed.
"So you did click it?" he asked. Fuck. She gulped. "Do you really want to see? We can trade if you want."
"No way!" She refused.
"Well, fine then." And that was that. He changed the subject to the game again.
She had thought about that moment for long time after. It was about a week after when he invited her to a different online game. It was chat role play. One person would type what their character did, then the other, taking turns. She liked it more than the other game, even though there weren't any pictures or avatars. She liked it a lot actually. Apparently, no one else would play it with him. After another week, they hardly even played "Journey Tale". All they did was this online role play. They would still do the same kinds of things though. She would pretend to be a character, and he would be the other one. It was like being a kid again.
Up until this point, it was harmless fun and she felt she hadn't done anything wrong. She had been a bit deceptive, but she rationalized it as just her shy self. It was hard for her to open up to anyone, and this felt a lot safer than talking to anyone in real life. It was at this moment that she felt might have been the beginning of the end. This was the moment she should have stopped. She didn't realize the rules of the game, but she loved reading, and so when they were role playing characters, she just wrote what she knew.
"Um, What are you doing?" he broke character. After her last comment.
"Did I do something wrong?" She asked back.
"This is a SFW channel." he said.
"Oh!" She blushed. She had been a little explicit in her last paragraph. "I'm sorry, it just felt natural for the characters, you know?"
"I mean, I get it." Adrian typed, "Look, how about we move it to a NSFW channel?"
She agreed. And then things got messy. Adrian was a good writer, and a good roll player. She enjoyed the stories they had made together. But he was frankly and excellent writer of smut as well. This could not have been the first time he had done this. She asked after a steamy role play session,
"Have you done this before?"
"Well, with my ex." He admitted "Not anymore though, you know."
She realized then how lonely he was. He was trusting some stranger who might be on the other side of the world because he had no one to be intimate with. He didn't even trust that she was a woman either. She looked down at her body with worry before typing in, "Hey, I have a confession."
"You're a guy?"
"No!" She grumbled, "But I don't look like my avatar. Or the character I just played."
"Oh?"
"I'm a bit bigger." She said.
"Oh, That is fine, I guess."
She clarified, "I'm not fat or anything."
"I never said you were."
She growled to herself before typing, "Is this a private channel?"
"Well, yes. What, are you going to post nudes now?"
She looked around her room and pulled her shirt up to the bottom of her bra in front of her webcam. She took a picture of her midriff and belt.
She sent the image.
"Nice." She felt a rush of adrenaline at that. "Yea, you look fine." he said.
"Just fine?" She asked.
"Well, that was just your belly. You'd have to post more for me to be sure."
"Nice try." She rolled her eyes.
He sent a picture to her. She opened it. She bit her lip. It was him holding up his shirt. He had abs? She had never seen that! She slurped up her saliva, trying to remind herself she she was talking to. He said after the image, "I showed you my tits. Your turn."
She laughed and rolled her eyes, "Lol. Yea no."
"Well, maybe a full body pick or something?"
She stood up and made sure her face was not in the shot. She stood a bit away from the webcam before taking the shot from a sideways angle.
"Oh shit." he typed, "You are hot." She giggled to herself. "And you're single? And in my area? How do I know this isn't a scam?"
"A month long scam?" she asked. "And I haven't even asked for money yet?"
"I guess that is unlikely." he agreed. "So, meet IRL?"
She was about to say yes. She paused. She had almost forgotten who she was and who she was talking to. "I can't."
"Why?"
She tried to think of a reason, "I want to keep this in fantasy." she said.
"But we are both single right? So what is the problem?"
"I'm too old for you." She tried.
"I mean, come on, what are you, thirty?"
"Thirty two." She admitted.
"I'm only twenty."
"You are still in college."
"Well, you are still role playing online." he had a point. "Come on."
She lied, "I can't leave the house." She started, "I have a condition. I didn't want to talk about it before."
"Oh. Wow, that sucks." He responded. "What kind of condition? Maybe I could come to your place?" She didn't want to lie to him so she just paced around the room anxiously trying to think of an excuse. Finally he continued, "Never mind."
She quickly typed, "I really want to, I promise! I just really don't like to talk about it."
She felt terrible for deceiving him, but there was no way she could let him know the truth. "Sorry. I didn't mean to force you."
"It's fine." She tried to appease him, "I just want to change the subject."
"You want to keep going then?" He asked.
