Prologue

Three months ago, Neyen had anxiously waited at her computer desk, refreshing the website every three seconds for the AO-X PURCHASE icon to appear. As cheesy as it sounded, her dreams, or fantasies, really, were very close to literally coming true with the purchase of this very desirable, very underground item. Unfortunately, NerveGear, a videogame company that brought virtual worlds to people everywhere, realized where the true money lied but knew that the scrutiny of the average person and media would shame them out of business for their new creation. Instead of openly advertising the product's release date, NerveGear advertised it on the darkest corners of the internet: deep within the most underground gaming websites, pornography sites, unique online novelty shops and fetish themed social media. Yes indeed, the most popular virtual reality game producers of Sword Art Online and Alfheim Online created an R-rated expansion pack for those who sought a different kind of fantasy in their gaming. This Alfheim Online expansion was simply called AO-X.

Neyen, who had become quite familiar with Alfheim Online a few years ago, came across the release date for this expansion pack while purchasing an embarrassingly underdressed anime figurine online. Since her discovery, she counted the days until it was available for purchase on NerveGear's online store with a special code. She couldn't wait to finally set her sexual desires free, unleashed into a world where what she considered arousing was the norm, where no one would judge and she'd never have to blush at the word "tentacle" again.

What Neyen didn't consider was how the game would affect her real life and her real body. What she didn't know was how terribly, utterly addicting this world would be and how seductive her fantasies really were.

Chapter 1 - After School Fantasies

A girl with a suspiciously large butt walked past the window and Neyen's quick eyes locked on before the voluptuous girl was out of sight. What would it be like to have an ass that big? Is it more comfortable to sit? Does getting spanked feel better or is it less sensitive? One thing led to another in Neyen's active mind but she didn't try to tame it despite being in her mammalogy class while she day dreamed.

The professor droned on about marsupial reproductive systems and the spring sun splashed Neyen's pale face through the window. She leaned over her desk, chin resting in one palm while the other hand absentmindedly played with her black hair as she gazed aimlessly, now imagining the sting of a spat against her bare skin and she let out the tiniest of sighs. The boy sitting next to her pretended like he hadn't heard and shifted in his seat. He dared to sneak a low glance at her lap, her thighs clad in sheer black tights and short shorts.

It was this moment that the professor dropped a glass jar with a preserved rodent onto the floor and both Neyen and her desk partner's eyes snapped to the front of the room. Neyen's cheeks flushed and she remembered her surroundings and shook her head to shake away her private thoughts.

"I'm afraid if I don't get the janitors here fast to clean up this formaldehyde, the room will reek forever and I'll be blamed once again for the biology department's budget cut", the professor sighed as he wiped off the tip of his boot. "I 'spose class is dismissed early today. Use this extra time to prep for your practical exam! It's on Wednesday, folks!"

Before he had finished speaking, much of the class had flung their bags over their shoulders and headed for the door. Neyen stretched, nearly hitting the boy next to her with her clumsy fist and he got up. "Oh! So sorry!" she pleaded but the boy smiled, shook his head and waved his hand, then turned abruptly and headed for the door. She shrugged and stood up herself, waved goodbye to the professor and made her way to the west exit of the science building.

As she stepped out of the double doors, the afternoon sun darted to her eyes and a crisp spring wind whipped her hair and stung her bare chest. The chill ran down her body and made her hair stand on end and her nipples taught so she quickly zipped up her hoodie to her throat. That was the only thing she missed from her bra-wearing days: a protective layer against the cold.

It was about 3 in the afternoon and her last class was now out of the way, leaving the rest of her day open to food, homework and video games. She knew food was her first most priority but the idea of playing Alfheim Online took priority over homework. She hurried the 4-block walk to her apartment and bolted up the stairs. Once inside, she let her backpack slide off her shoulders onto the floor, kicked off her shoes and began undressing as she walked down the hallway. By the time she got to her room she had nothing on but her panties and a little black crop top. She sat cross legged on the center of her bed and devoured a granola bar as she thought. She thought about being hit with the spat again and imagined it being trailed across her bare chest, perking up her nipples and with a snap, she'd feel the sting of the rubber against her breast…. Yes. She decided there was definitely time for a quick afternoon delight before she started her homework.

Reaching to the side table and lifting the NerveGear head where, she placed it delicately on her head like a crown and smiled. She layed back on a pillow and boldly stated "Link Start!" outloud and the program began.

She opened her eyes and found herself wearing a plain black satin dress, and was curled up in a papasan chair. She stood, stretched and ran to the mirror. Her Alfheim avatar looked similar to her true self: Her eyes were still pale blue and her height and weight were the same, but her long black hair was now teal, her eyes more almond shaped, she had the pointed elf-like Alfheim ears and her breasts were upgraded from a modest B to a more voluptuous C. She grabbed her own boobs and squeaked with excitement as she twirled, her dress billowing up, revealing matching black satin panties with lace.

She bounded toward the door of her tiny virtual apartment and swung it open. Before her the world of Alfheim Online displayed itself with dazzling architecture, surreal foliage and of course, fellow players zipping through the sky with their fairy wings. Using her own wings, Neyen lept into the air and shot upward toward the clouds; she was on a mission to get to the door that had changed her life.

This door was essentially invisible to players who had not downloaded the AO-X expansion and was completely inaccessible to them. However, to her and fellow privileged members, the door opened to a world of pleasure in which anything was possible, even your darkest, weirdest desires.

Shly, she landed in a clearing in the woods and gently placed her hand on the bark of a large tree and whispered "Pleasure start!" Her vision faded and everything went black. In this black abyss she stood and a screen appeared in front of her.

"Good day" a robotic voice said. "Please select your preferences for your experience." Neyan touched the hologram type screen and answered the asked questions as follows:

Number of participants excluding yourself

1

-Sex and age of participants

Male, 20-35

Style

Be a submissive, no sex, just toys

Location

Any

Safe Word

Chinchilla

Duration

30 minutes

Pain Level 1-5

3

Realistic of Fantasy

Fantasy

Details

None

Once she completed the questionnaire, the robot voice spoke again, "Thank you for your selections! We hope you enjoy your experience!" The screen disappeared and everything went pitch black. Neyen felt her body get lighter and a chill ran down her spine. And then suddenly she was laying down on something soft.

Neyen opened her eyes slowly to find herself lying on her stomach, her cheek pressed into a dark blue silken sheet and the smell of vanilla was thick in the air. She tried to sit up but quickly realized that her movements were restricted; Something soft was holding her wrists together and her head felt oddly heavy. She licked her lips and tasted something sweet on her tongue and rolled over onto her back. She was no longer wearing a black silken dress but instead a tight V-neck t-shirt and a black skirt that was only barely covering her lower half, without any panties. The room was dark except for a green laser projector that scattered little green dots in patterns all over the wall and glow from the covered window. Neyen eyed a large trunk on the floor and fear began to rise in her.

She leaned forward to sit up and propped herself up against a wall when suddenly an overwhelming sensation overcame her and she fell onto her side and curled in a ball. Something was vibrating and heating up against her clitorous. She arched her spine and rolled back over onto her back and whined, mouth open, eyes closed. And just as quickly as it began, it stopped.

"Who said you could sit up? I recall you being on your stomach just moments ago. That's where you belong. Now, back onto your stomach then." A man's voice spoke softly but sternly from the door near the trunk and Neyen quickly obeyed. The fear gripped her tighter but the the adrenaline felt so welcoming and her clit still felt warm and excited. What did this man have in store for her?

The man was tall and broad with short dark green hair and clad in nothing but linen cargo pants. As he approached her, she noticed something small in his hand with a little orange light on it. He fell onto the bed over her, his hands on either side of her shoulders, his knees on either side of her legs, and he leaned forward to breath lightly against the back of her neck. She quivered and let out a quiet squeal. "We're going to have some fun. Mostly me, though" he whispered. As he leaned back he trailed his finger down her back with one finger, while with his other hand he grabbed something. She tried to turn her head to see but his hands were out of view and she couldn't turn her heavy head any further.

Suddenly the sharp, familiar sting met her right butt cheek and she let out a yelp and jerked her legs. She should have known that AO-X would dig into her desires and know to use the rubber spat of her day's previous fantasies. Again the spat hit her, harder, and she squirmed instinctively away.

"Ah ah, my dear, there is no getting away…" As he spoke, he begun to bind her ankles together with a satin cloth. "We have little time and I must get what I want before you go." His voice was so soft yet terrifying. She tested her ankle bonds, and concluded that she would no longer be able to crawl away again.

Suddenly her skirt was lifted and five sudden, fast and hard bites from the spat met her now bare ass and she nearly screamed. She jerked her head to the left and bit into the pillow. When she opened her eyes, that's when she noticed that there was a mirror across the room on the wall and identified the mysterious heaviness of her head. Growing from above each ear was a small antler, each only about a foot long with 4 small points. The man straddling her from behind noticed her looking at herself in the mirror and smiled. Without saying a word, he dropped the spat, grabbed each of her horns, gently pulled her head back, and leaned forward to her ear.

"Do you like them? I do. Gives me more control over your delicate body. I like controlling you soooo easily" he whispered into her ear. Through the mirror she watched him kiss her ear and neck and the green dots from the laser danced over the ceiling…. And then the remote control clit vibrator popped on again. She was overcome with more warming pleasure; his soft lips and hot breath, her tingling clit and skin, the satin sheets, the sweet smell in the air... It didn't take much before she started to feel an orgasm approach. Her breath quickened, her eyes closed… and then the vibrator stopped again.

"No!" she pleaded to him. "Please...I was close…" but he ignored her and got off of the bed. She tried to see him from her position on her stomach with no luck. Turning her head to the mirror she could see his shoulder hunched over the large trunk on the floor. She heard the lid pop open, some shuffling, and then the trunk lid was shut again. He stood up again and turned, but he was no longer visible in the mirror. His bare feet made almost no sound on the carpet and he approached her again and then he crawled over the bed to her, this time laying next to her.

"I told you…" he growled "...this is mostly fun for ME." The emphasis on that last word made her muscles contract and she began to feel hot. Propped up on his left arm, his right hand pulled her skirt up further and fiddled with something... and then she felt something cold touching the skin where her two thighs and buttox met. Her heart pounded and eyes widened… she knew what was coming.

The cooling wetness of the lubricant tingled her skin and a firm, rounded object began pushing past her closed thighs to her already wet pussy. She squirmed but it was hopeless, not that she truly wanted to go anywhere. With a final, forceful push, the toy made its way into her and she let out a loud moan. In and out the toy went, slowly but deeply, over and over. He continued to kiss and bite her neck as his right hand worked the toy in and out of her.

"You're such a pretty, tight girl," he cooed into her ear. "Even tighter when your ankles are bound. So easy to play with you when your thighs hold the toy in place for me." His speed increased as did Neyen's breath. She opened her eyes briefly and locked eyes with the devilishly charming boy. He leaned in and started kissing her passionately. Suddenly he rolled her onto her back in one fluent motion while still holding the toy in her, and continued to bite and kiss her lips. Neyen wish she could unbind her limbs to grab him and feel his body, feel his throbbing cock in his pants, but she loved being immobile and played with much the same. She began finding it hard to breathe and make out at the same time and realized that she was getting close again. She tried to tell him but all that came out of her mouth was a quiet, breathy "I'm…"

The clit vibrator came on again, this time on a higher speed, and she threw her head back and moan-screamed at the ceiling as her orgasm came on in short, powerful waves. She writhed on the satin as he pounded her during her climax. The clit stimulator was so hot, her pussy so wet and tight around the toy… and just like that she got off and seemed to collapse in on her own exhausted body.

While she panted, the man pulled the toy slowly out of her and removed the clit stimulator. Setting them aside, he bound her wrists and ankles. Lastly, he began to lift up her t-shirt and kiss her belly. Her body melted, relaxed, and she reached a hand down to his head, touching him for the first time, and wove her fingers in his hair

"I hope you'll return. I'd very much like to have the pleasure of pleasing you again. I'll miss the way your body writhes when I toy with it" he whispered to her soft flesh. "Times up, baby."

She blushed and the room started to fade until there was nothing more than blackness. Once again she was standing in her black dress in the black abyss of the AOX lobby and the robotic voice spoke. "We hope your experience was satisfactory. Please rate your experience to better your AO-X sessions in the future." Neyen hit the five star without hesitation. She wished she had selected a longer duration of time for today's session but she knew she had to get back to life in the real world. Homework would always be at her heels, it seemed. Three buttons appeared before her, one; One said, "Select another AO-X Session", another said "Return to Alfheim" and the last said "Sign Out". She selected "Sign Out" and everything went dark.

Neyen opened her real eyes on her real body and removed the headgear for AO. She let out a big sigh and imagined his face and the pleasure he gave her. Her body tingled from her orgasm. It wasn't just virtual, after all. The mental stimulation in the game was enough to trigger real responses from her body, inducing a real orgasm. She laid there motionless in the moment, knowing reality meant back to work. She sighed and whispered to herself "I suppose I deserve another round once my homework is finished." She jumped up from her bed and grabbed her backpack. She decided she had a second virtual date with her virtual boy once her homework was finished.

Suddenly the day seemed so much better.

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How I imagine the basic style of each characters armor (ignore the way the human looks and the color of the clothing, just the clothing style, loosely based)

-Neyen's bodysuit but teal, black and white and sleeveless:

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-Neyen's "crab shell" armor would fit her like this but be dark green and white:

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-Kiko's pink and white dress armor:

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-Kiko's "crab shell" armor where you see the metal in the picture:

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-Kai's red and white kitsune armor:

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-Kynn's red and white kitsune armor:

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-Hitoshi's

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-Dirk's ranger gear:

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-Adrian's:

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