John joins The World for the first time. This is my first writing attempt so I happily welcome all constructive criticism and comments. I intend to explore many taboo and sensitive topics through out this story so be prepared. This is just the start of many chapters so stay tuned. If you like it please leave comments or support so I know to keep bringing out more content.
"...explore at your own risk. You will soon learn who you really are. Welcome to the World."
John had watched the video dozens of times, probably close to a hundred. It was the top trending news article and online topic, the most talked-about item, and basically a global viral hit. The game had mysteriously hit the market about a month ago. Strangely, it had come out with no warning, no marketing, not even a media leak—unheard of in the tech world.
It was the creation of an odd pair. Naturally, the face of the New World company was the richest and most prolific porn developer, Augustus Black. He was the first to crack the holy grail of high-quality VR porn and had predictably made an unearthly fortune. His partner was a failed game developer. Some thought Chris Price was the biggest con man since Madoff and Enron. His MMORPG had broken the record for the most expensive development and most aggressive marketing campaign. Then, a matter of weeks after release, the company failed due to low—practically zero—sub***********ions. Price had spent fifty million dollars developing a fantasy MMORPG like any other, but with one twist: ditching the typical character leveling scheme. There were still skill levels, but even those you lost if not practiced. The hardcore gamers left after the first month because it was too much like real life, and the casual gamers faced a learning curve that was more akin to a cliff. Price left public life in disgrace, vehemently defending his game theory.
Now, Price and Black had teamed up to create The World in total secrecy. And once again, the global public expressed their outrage at the duo for destroying the fabric of moral society. But this time, no sane person could deny their success, and no government could stop them, even though they tried with every resource available.
"Dude, are you there?" John realized he had zoned out again. "Sorry, Bill, I was just thinking."
"I know what you mean. It's crazy. I had to finally watch the video just so I could know what everyone was talking about. I didn't want to sound like an idiot."
Sure you did, John thought. He had had this conversation a thousand times. Everyone pretended they had just now watched the video because the world was talking about it, not because they too were enthralled by The World. "Yeah, it's crazy for sure. But you can't be surprised, Bill. It was only a matter of time. Full immersion games have been out for a couple of years, and we all know porn has hit an all-time high since good VR came out for it. A match made in hell, if you ask me."
Bill nodded across the video chat. "I guess it gives a bad name to porn and gaming both."
Whatever. John was fed up. "I gotta go, Bill. I'll be on for the raid in a few hours, I think." Not waiting for a reply, he closed the chat and sat back. He had seen Bill's preferred screen name in The World's stream channels once, so he was sure he played. Everyone denied it, but everyone played it. Hypocrites, all.
John had long decided to join and play. He had all the gear for full-immersion gaming. He had watched some of the top streaming channels. Not only had Black made nearly half a billion in the first month, but he had once again upended online porn by also launching a paid streaming service for anyone who couldn't or wouldn't play but was still hooked. Some states said 96% of online porn traffic was World streams. It was true reality porn with no limits. Obviously, everyone loved it.
The only reason John hadn't created a character and played was legal fear. Somehow, Black and Price had set up such a strong server network that no government or ISP could block the game. No lawsuit could work because the fortress Black and Price worked from was an island bought from North Korea and only three miles offshore. No government had the stones to launch a military action in North Korean territory. Rumors were that several top hackers had built the system using software obtained from the CIA and Mossad on the black market. But still, John feared that one day, someone would be able to release the real identities of players, and anyone who engaged in any act deemed illegal in their home country would be prosecuted. It could happen.
But he couldn't stop himself any longer. He hadn't had any great success in life. Sure, he had an IT job many would covet—good benefits, above-average pay, no stress, and out by 4 every day. No debt, thanks to a good upper-middle-class family upbringing. He had plenty of good relationships, one or two with what many would classify as hot and strong women. But somehow, life had always felt bland aside from a few high points. Like he had always settled. John knew he could have done better in school, could have gotten a better job, could have been in better shape, and just done better in every way. And he wasn't quite okay with it. He had toyed with every fetish and hookup site with a decent online population but had only met a handful of people and never engaged. Too cowardly, if he was honest with himself.
But why not? What did he really have to lose? If some law enforcement agency was going to make trouble, they would have by now. His life had always had a strong online influence.
Setting his will, John gathered the equipment. It was rather expensive, relatively speaking. For John, it was just a month's worth of savings, but kids without well-to-do and inattentive parents couldn't afford it. He supposed that was good. There was no age limit or verification, after all. For the very wealthy, there were full-body pods available, but that was out of his ability to buy and really unnecessary unless you were going to spend days online at a time.
The kit included several items that took some time to set up, so John had waited until Friday. First, he powered up the custom computer and hooked up the headset. The headset looked like a bike racer's helmet but with a lot of cords. He had ordered the hydro-static gel release, which was both a comfort and performance option. He took a quick shower since the headset and clothes would connect better to wet skin. He put on the special briefs and t-shirt and got situated on the couch. Last was the headset. Brushing his hair back, he slipped on the helmet. After pushing a button on the side of the helmet, it released a thick layer of gel into his hair, and he felt a very slight compression as pads expanded to push gently on his head. With a deep breath, he closed the visor.
At first, it was just blackness. Then, a few points of light started appearing, almost like the hyperspace imagery of Star Wars. He had memorized all the info he could find about the game, so he knew it was the optical sensors warming up and registering his point of sight.
Welcome to The World. A place of untold desire and wonder. A place that will not only help you define yourself but also a place to lose yourself. The World is what you make it. It is the place you have always believed in, even if you didn't know it.
Before you begin, there are a few things you must know. First, there is no law and order. You decide the law by what you know it should be, not by what you think it is. No physical sensation, good or bad, is blocked in The World. Nor is it limited by your gender, physical ability, or lack of understanding.
There is no going back once you determine your identity. Only the truly wise will find a way to change it. Many thought they were, but none have yet.
No one is liable for your actions and the consequences but yourself. Your actions may or may not catch up to you. But we will not help you. No world agency will come to your aid either. Consider yourself warned.
"Welcome, John." A pleasant-looking woman said all of a sudden. John could have sworn she appeared from thin air. He was seated in a small, reception-style room, though he didn't remember sitting down. The woman stood in front and to the side of him. Next to her were three opaque glass columns large enough to house a person. The woman began to speak again. "Your new life in The World is about to begin. I will help guide you through the process. Your first step is to choose your race," she paused, gesturing to the three columns like a game show host. "Choose carefully. Once you enter The World, you cannot change without extreme effort."
John couldn't quite place the woman. Something about her was a little inhuman, but she wasn't elvish. Her appearance was attractive when looked at in part but didn't fully capture his attention. It was strange. She was very fit—not the thin look obtained from a strict diet and lucky genetics, but a healthy, fit look. A trim and tight body built intentionally and still graced with good genes. She had a pleasant face, soft even. Long, graceful legs that could run a marathon at will but also firmly hold him to her in a sensual embrace. She had perfectly sized B-cup breasts, a perfect size for his hands and were obviously perky and high. She probably didn't even need a bra. But looking at her as a whole seemed to diminish the total attractiveness somehow.
With a shrug, John focused again. The woman seemed to have been waiting for exactly that. With a smile, maybe even a smirk, she gestured to the columns, and they became clear. Inside stood a very generic naked human and elven male. The columns slowly rotated, and behind them, back to back, stood an equally generic woman of each race.
The woman began to speak again. "Feel free to take a closer look at each. I recommend you first choose your gender prior to your race. You may either read the details of each race on your tablet or walk up to the columns, and the information can be displayed there." John suddenly felt a weight in his hand. He hadn't picked it up. He set it down and decided to walk up to the columns. Touching a small bright circle, the human race information came up on the glass like a high-tech display.
The race of humans is the most numerous and mundane of races in The World. Throughout history, they have been conquered and have also set the standard of greatness. While humans have no unique abilities or talents, they are not limited by any either. That may be their greatest strength after all. Humans are known to be the most varied in appearance. The capital of the human kingdom, Nueva Industria, has been living off a century of prosperity. True poverty and hunger are distant memories. However, rumors are spreading that the time of pleasure is coming to an end, as the soft times have created weak and gluttonous leaders.
Choosing your natural race will give you the most flexibility in starting appearance and an easy life for as long as the good times last.
After reading through it twice, he walked over and repeated the process in front of the elven bodies.
The elven race are the oldest and most fair of The World's races. The beauty of the elves is known throughout The World by all. It is their greatest curse. Humans and other jealous races long ago enslaved the elves and razed their homeland so no elf could ever return to freedom. Despite the cruelty perpetrated against the elves, members of other races do not permanently injure and rarely kill them. The primary reason is that elves are the most costly of slaves, relatively speaking, because they cannot become pregnant without the restoration of their home temple. The only way for the elves to grow is by adding players like you.
Choosing to step outside your natural race will bestow upon you some special abilities, both good and bad. You will be blessed with amazing beauty and rapid healing. You will also be born into servitude and be unable to have children if you so desired. Elves also have the lowest willpower on average due to centuries of slavery. You will have a moderate amount of control over your appearance. You will also enter The World in a random location as either a personal slave or as stock in the only elven slave trading company, controlled by the beast kin.
Even generic, the elven woman looked amazing. Could do with improvement, of course, but still. If that was the base point, John could understand why such a large portion of those in The World chose to be an elven female despite the required slave status. Any girl could become an instant supermodel. And of course, all the creepy online men could control and feel everything that such a perfection of sex appeal could experience.
"How do I adjust them to make my desired character?" John asked the woman. After a short pause, John looked over at her, and she answered, "If you need assistance, you can use hand gestures to affect parts of the body."
Hmm, okay then. Like a mouse pad or touchscreen, he thought. The phrase, "if you need," caught his attention, though. Maybe there was another way. He wasn't ever an expert gamer—like everything in his life. But he did take pride in his unique strategies, when they worked.
Instead, he focused intently on the elven woman. The column stopped rotating as the body faced him. John imagined she had shorter hair. He had to consciously stop himself from putting his fingers to his temples in the classic pose. Her hair grew shorter. Seemed simple enough. John gave her shoulder-length hair, sharp green eyes, and more pronounced facial features like those of the Greeks. Next, he slimmed her waist a little. Focusing, he decided, why not have some fun? He focused on making her breasts large. Dolly Parton large. The elven body quickly grew nice, full C-cup tits that defied gravity. As hot as it was, he stopped and looked over at the human woman. Repeating the process, he quickly found differences. The human body could accept more changes. Any kind of hair color rather than just shades of blonde. He could make the body have disgustingly huge tits. There was such a thing as too big. His intuition told him any characters he saw in the streams that had maxed-out tits like that had to be teen boys or seriously perverted old men. No woman could want to deal with those massive weights.
After what seemed like an hour, and with a very hard cock, he decided he couldn't play as a woman. He had before in other games. Who hadn't, really? But this wasn't a game he thought he would get bored of, so he should stick to what he really was, sort of. But the idea of actually experiencing sex as a woman was hard to shake. He couldn't deny the enticing idea of trying cock. It had been fun to jerk off a guy once, and he wished he had the courage to try more. He was hopelessly hard now. If only he wasn't alone. Or better yet, could use one of the women he just created. The elf for sure. God, was she hot.
Suddenly, a section of the glass slid in and up. The elven woman opened her eyes and stepped off the pedestal.
Seriously? He wanted her, and she just stepped out and said, "Sure." He couldn't believe it. But he knew. He knew that he did. That's why it happened. She walked up to him, kissed him lightly with a look of hunger. He knew what she was for, so she knew it as well. She knelt down, gently extracted him from his pants, and, saying nothing, began to gently stroke him and kiss the head of his cock. Slowly, she took him into her mouth. For a few minutes, she just slowly and gently gave him the best blowjob of his life. The pointed ears and crystal-clear green eyes were hypnotic and erotic like nothing else. But he had too much pent-up need from not joining The World right up front. He pulled himself out of her mouth and simply pointed to the chair. The elven woman walked over, kneeled in the seat, and bent over the back of the chair. She spread her knees, looked over her shoulder, and smiled. No more invitations needed, thought John. Looking at the moist, puffy lips framed by the most perfect ass, he lost his reserve. John rushed over, thrust himself into the elven pussy, and pushed deep. Nothing before this could compare. His own perfect fantasy creation, willingly bent over to be used. After only eight or ten hard thrusts, he lost the battle. John filled her womb with more cum than he had before. Not that he was a heavy cummer anyway, but still more than usual. Giving the woman's ass another appreciative squeeze, he sat down behind her to breathe. She didn't move, somehow knowing his desire. He sat, slowly softening, and watched his cum drip from her elven pussy for the first time. After a few minutes, she stood up and walked back into the column. She resumed her frozen pose like nothing had happened.
John stood and looked over at the human woman he had made. He thought about using her as well before finally dismissing them to continue creating his male character. But he had another thought. He had always had a lot of taboo fetishes and fantasies. Almost nothing was off the table for him unless it was too physically painful. From the streaming channels, he knew that there were no age issues in The World. No one had entered the game as an underage character. Most chose a character made in their own image of what sexual prime he or she imagined was ideal. But there were NPC children in the game.
He focused on the woman's age. She was probably twenty-two or so if he had to guess. There really wasn't much change. He didn't expect much visible change between, say, twenty and twenty-two, or even eighteen and twenty-two. He willed her younger. A little change. Younger still. More change. Her hips had narrowed, and her breasts had shrunk dramatically. Apparently, there was some logic saying you couldn't create a biological impossibility. John figured that made sense. That was too young, though. He willed her to age a few more years. Now he saw a girl about fifteen or sixteen with well-formed B-cups and more defined hips and curves. Perfect, to John. He couldn't play as a fifteen-year-old girl, but still. The chance to have one? It had only been five minutes since the elven woman walked back into the column. Time passed strangely here.
After a moment, John decided he wasn't ready for the young human girl. He had no delusions about himself. He would do many things in The World that were taboo or outright illegal in reality, but for the moment, he needed to wait on this one.
He moved back to the elven male. Time to see what he could do with this. He proceeded to change as much as possible about the elven male's body. Like the female, he couldn't change as much as he wanted. He couldn't make it look like a bodybuilder or do anything but shades of blonde. No matter his effort, the body wasn't very masculine, for his opinion at least. He was going to build the body he wished he had in reality, and while it was slim, it didn't have the strength he desired. That made sense in a way. A race in perpetual slavery and the mindset to match would look the part, presumably. And the same breast size restriction seemed to apply to the male as well, but he couldn't really be sure because the male wasn't hard.
Time for a test, John thought. He imagined what he wanted to happen. Pressing a strong willpower against the reality he was in, the same opening appeared in the column as the last two, and the elf stepped out. John sat down in the chair, still naked himself. The elf stepped up to within a couple of feet and began to stroke himself. The elf slowly began to harden and show his size. The max that it would go was probably about eight inches with moderate girth. Bigger than himself, John thought, but it did keep a pleasant ratio with the rest of the body.
Pretty or beautiful seemed to be the best de***********ion for the elf male. Not what he wanted to be. He wanted to be more rugged, to show some strength more appropriately. John left the elf standing there, holding his own hard cock, and stood in front of the human male. Going through the edit process, John settled on a form he liked very much. He now looked like a 6'2" tall man of about thirty with short, wavy black hair, green eyes, about two hundred pounds with strong, lean muscles. He wasn't going to go with an exaggerated bodybuilder look, like many had before him. In his mind, he visualized himself but with upgrades. And yes, with a bigger dick. He willed the newly created male out of the column to stand next to the human girl. Neither had a face showing any expression or personality. Before John settled on his character and it was too late to try this, he stepped forward. He felt the butterflies in his stomach, a quickening heartbeat, and his rapidly hardening cock. He walked up to the human male and ran his hands along his chest. Hardening his nerve, John knelt down in front of him. He reached out and softly took a grip of the large, soft cock in front of his face. Slowly, he began to stroke it. He had at least done this before in reality once. John increased speed, using both hands, and jerked off the wonderfully looking dick in front of his face. After a minute or two, the male was fully erect. John looked wistfully at the thick, ten-inch cock. Soon, it would be his. But first, he had to try himself out. His own smaller cock was painfully hard. He stopped and looked at the human girl next to them. She now had a curious look on her face and was watching him play with the hard cock. John spoke to her, using his first vocal commands. “Kneel down next to me,” he demanded. She looked back at him and gave a slight negative shake of her head. He recalled that the human race had stronger mental will than the elves. He stopped and let go of the cock he was holding. He walked back and sat in the chair. “Kneel down in front of me, now,” he commanded again with more force. She walked in front of him but wouldn't kneel down. Using his mental command, he willed the elven male, with weaker will, to perform the needed action. The elf walked silently up behind the girl and forced her down onto her knees. The elf couldn't resist any command, even if he wanted to.
The elf pushed the girl's head down until John's cock was less than an inch from her face. The girl made a surprised sound as the head of his cock bumped into her lips. She opened her mouth and let him in. Clearly unsure, the girl just froze with about two inches of dick in her mouth. “Much better,” John told her. The elven female stepped out of the column again, walked over, and knelt down next to John’s chair. The human male stepped up in front of her, and she reached out, grabbing the offered cock. She began to expertly suck on the thick cock only a foot from John and the girl. The girl, with her mouth still closed over his cock, was watching the human woman. “You see, just do your best to copy her,” John instructed.
The girl kept watching and slowly began to move up and down a little. After a minute, she stopped watching and looked up at him. His heartbeat quickened at the sight. He smiled and looked into the girl's green eyes. She tried to smile back at him around the cock in her mouth. She looked down and began to focus. She kept one hand on the base of his shaft and quickened her pace. She fit as much as possible in her mouth each time. He could feel her tongue start to explore the head of his cock. The young girl closed her eyes and got into it. She began to suck and swirl her tongue around his shaft. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He had never had any sexual experiences at that age. He figured that was why cute girls of that age still aroused him so strongly, among all the normal reasons of course. He was about to cum. He told her to stop. The girl looked up at him, slid his cock out of her mouth, and looked at him in confusion. “Sit down next to me for now,” he ordered. She let go of him with a little reluctance and sat on the floor facing him. He wasn't ready to fuck her yet. Besides, it was time.
John sat forward on the edge of the chair. “Let him go,” he told the elf woman. She stopped immediately and sat on her knees. Her beautiful face was serene. The only incongruity was the saliva around her mouth. She had been sloppy about it, he noticed. The human male came back to stand in front of him. He reached out again and stroked the large cock. With a new decisiveness, he opened his mouth and took it in. Closing his lips around cock for the first time felt normal, more so than he expected. He began to stroke and suck on the thick shaft. It strained his mouth a little, but he could fit more than half in his mouth. And he liked it. Why had he been so afraid in reality? He let the thoughts go and greedily sucked and stroked the big male. Not speaking his orders this time, he felt the girl crawl in front of him and take him in her mouth again. John increased his pace and attacked the cock, wishing to taste the reward. He came first. The girl stopped sucking him and sat back. Not looking down and breaking his own desire, John came hard. He shot his load out into the air, sucking hard on the head in his own mouth. Moments later, he felt the head swell and explode. He choked on the sudden volume, not thinking to let some length of the cock out of his mouth to make room. He swallowed some while a good amount leaked out. Once it stopped, John swallowed the rest, letting his first cock drop out of his mouth, and sat back. He looked down at the little girl. He must have cum on her tits, and she sat back. The cum he didn't swallow had dripped down onto her as well. She had cum dripping down her body and onto her stomach. She looked so amazing—young innocence recently spoiled. “Lay down and clean her up,” John said aloud. The girl lay down on the floor as the elven woman knelt over her. She lowered herself and began to lick the cum off the girl. John watched with passion. The beautiful elven ass with clean, puffy pussy looked so inviting. Having just cum again, John only watched as the girl clearly enjoyed the elf cleaning her tits and stomach with her tongue. She shivered and moaned each time her nipples were touched.
After a few minutes, she completed the task and stopped, kneeling next to the girl and awaiting orders. With great effort, John focused on the task at hand. Through the entire time, his host had silently watched him. He felt no shame or guilt in that. If he had, the near future would have been difficult, to say the least.
As if she read his mind, the woman asked, “Have you decided?” After a moment, and a last look at each creation, John replied. “I will be this human male,” indicating his creation.
“Very well,” the woman replied. The two elves and the human girl disappeared. He was left with the name male standing stoically in front of him. The woman walked up to John and asked again, “Are you certain? You may not return to this stage again.” With a sigh, he confirmed his choice. A flash, seemingly from no source, blinded John. He felt a sharp pain. The pain left so fast he wasn't sure he had felt it. The light faded to darkness. He opened his eyes and no longer saw the male in front of him. Blinking, he looked around. He felt different. Healthier. More solid. Looking down, he saw the body he had made in detail. He ran his own hands over his chest and stomach, reveling in the firmness of his new body. No longer soft and flabby, he could already feel the stronger life in himself. Flexing and stretching out, John let out an exuberant yell. He was ready.
He was stopped by a ding he heard. A sound he heard in his head. It was strange to hear something and know for certain it wasn't a sound through your ear. But still, he knew what it meant. It was a universal sound in all RPGs. It meant a level up. He was shocked because he wasn't in the game yet. Not really.
“Congratulations, you have learned a new skill. Teaching, level 1. Rather than forcing another to perform an unknown act, you chose to lead by example and show them the way. It will now be easier for you to teach others new skills or techniques. Each level gained in the skill Teaching will increase the rate at which you transfer knowledge and also help your student to feel more comfortable in learning. Current level: 1 beginner. 1% speed increase of knowledge transfer. -1% to inhibition and resistance of student.”
“Congratulations, you have learned a new skill. Sex, level 1. You have engaged in the great act of pleasure. Through consistent and conscientious trial, you will become wiser and gentler. Or not. It will now be easier for you to cause another to feel physical pleasure. Current level: 1 beginner. .5% increase in experienced pleasure for you and another.”
“Congratulations, you have learned a new skill. Oral Sex, level 1. You have lowered yourself, probably literally, to bring pleasure to another. Through such acts of non-reciprocal pleasure giving, you can make The World a better place. Current level: 1 beginner. 1 sec increase in lung capacity. 5% less chance of gag reflex.”
“Congratulations, you have learned a new skill. Domination, level 1. You have controlled the actions of another. Whether your will is benevolent or not, only time will tell. You may now better control the actions of another for your benefit, or theirs. Current level: 1 beginner. .1% reduction in willpower of subject for every level.”
“Congratulations, you have learned a new skill. Breeding, level 1. You have attempted to create a child, or at least performed the steps to create one. It is the duty of all to grow The World in some way and make it stronger. Perhaps your genetic line may be a way. Current level: 1 beginner. 1% increase to probability of successful conception per level. 5% increase in sperm level.”
“Congratulations, you have improved the following skills:
Teaching, level 10 novice. One of your students has taken the initiative to improve a skill you taught them. Only through instilling a sense of learning may a teacher truly grow. 10% speed increase of knowledge transfer. -10% to inhibition and resistance of student.
Domination, level 10 novice. By controlling more than one individual at a time, you have increased your own power. Others will now naturally sense your willpower and question themselves around you. 1% reduction in willpower of subjects within 5 ft.”
John was unsure of how he had gained levels at this stage and so early. The benefits were clear, but he hadn’t even intended to get some of those skills. He would have to pay more attention.
The woman began to speak once again and brought his attention back. She now stood next to a plain wood door. “Are you ready?” she asked. John took a few steps and stood in front of the door. He was. She opened the door for him. A packed dirt road led away from the door. The road was lined by a light forest on each side and led to a town in the distance. John stepped through the door and into The World.
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