Game on
Chapter One: Level one
The sudden ringing of the alarm clock woke Tucker Foley who quickly sat up on the bed feeling his head about to burst, his vision was blurry as he scanned his surroundings. Little by little recovered sight and noticed something was amiss, despite being dazed and confused quickly realized that he wasn't in his room anymore. The walls were painted blue with dozens of posters of naked women scattered around that surely his mother would hang him for having.
A million thoughts crossed his mind, chief among these was the possibility of being kidnapped most likely by Skulker in an attempt to lure Danny into a trap. The door slowly opened taking the geek completely by surprise and forcing him into a fighting stance, but also got ready to run in case it was Skulker. His eyes open wide as he saw none other than his mom standing at the door.
"Mom? Where are we?"- Tucker asked. The teen noticed there was something wrong with his mother but couldn't pinpoint what.
Angela still had her favorite hairstyle and sweet smile along with her favorite blue dress, which was now so tight it was as if been painted on her allowing for very pronounced curves to be shown taking Tucker once more by surprise as he was sure that his mom wasn't that curvy, it was then that he noticed her breasts were absurdly large, almost as big as her head leaving the teen dumbfounded as he was sure to have noticed something so obvious.
"Good morning, honey, get dressed and come down for breakfast."- the woman said in a sweet yet strangely robotic manner.
It was then that Tucker discovered to have been standing naked in front of his mother the whole time which made him blush madly as he covered his crotch. Nevertheless, the woman made no comment about his nudity at all which in itself was far stranger, she would have normally cussed him out or laughed playfully. As childish as it was, Tucker always wore his favorite Crash Nebula pajamas before going to bed.
Tucker slowly walked towards the window soon after Angela left the room, just like with his bedroom saw a completely different neighborhood that felt fake and unreal, pedestrians walked aimlessly, often turning around and repeating the same course, Tucker's blood nearly froze as he saw a HUD display with a health bar and a mini-map floating overhead. It didn't take a genius to understand his predicament, Tucker was trapped inside a videogame or so he thought considering his vast knowledge of computers.
"Calm down! Think!"- Tucker said to himself. "This is some ghost doing… who… Desiree… Tecnus… someone new?"- the boy continued as he tried to recall the previous day.
His memory was fuzzy but recalled helping Danny fight one of his archenemies, but couldn't put a face, though there were only a handful of ghosts with the kind of power to manipulate reality such as Desiree and perhaps Ghost Writer. Using his collective knowledge of Isekai, he needed to complete the game to escape, though considered finding a way to collapse the game in its entirety as he didn't like the idea of playing ball but had to until finding a better solution.
The geek looked with awe at the computer on the desk, large and imposing but ultimately useless, he then headed to the closet and saw his reflection in the mirror, his in-game body was similar to his real fourteen-year-old body, the same height and build though on closer inspection noticed he was slightly more muscular and better toned, even so, Tucker would have preferred to have a more protagonist look with the square jaw and six-pack belly. Tucker had never measured his dick before but could tell it was larger and thicker. The teen was instantly dressed when his hand touched the shirt, going directly to his everyday outfit of green shorts, a yellow shirt, and brown work boots.
There was no doorknob for Tucker to use yet easily swung the door open which prompted him to exit. The corridor was short with two doors along the way making his room the last one, Tucker carefully walked down the stairs and examine the house, first came the living room, and further into the back the diner and the kitchen where he saw his parents already sitting waiting for him. The boy smiled as he saw scrambled eggs and a large portion of bacon waiting for him.
"Figures…"- Tucker muttered as the food vanished upon feeling his touch leaving behind the words +25HP floating over the table, neither of his parents reacted to this.
The techno-geek felt a tent pitching inside his pants as he looked at his mother's cleavage while she pretended to eat making him feel most uncomfortable despite knowing it was a copy, her face was identical, and for a moment was tempted to cop a feel. Rather than falling to his lower instincts chose to move the mini-map that show him a blinking letter "D" allowing for a sliver of hope, perhaps Danny was also dragged inside, together they would be able to escape. Tucker tried to make some small talk with his fake parents but didn't go beyond a few repeated sentences before walking out and seeing the home base, a typical two-story suburban house.
Leaving his so-called house behind, Tucker noticed a large green arrow floating over a bicycle parked further into the street that immediately caught his attention, it was odd as he would never leave his bike in such a dangerous place as it could be easily stolen or run over. It was then that he saw a large text box appear before his very eyes scaring the living daylights out of him and making him fall on his behind.
"To ride a vehicle, you must approach it and press the action button. To store a vehicle just leave them in the blue designated area or inside the garage."- Tucker read the text floating before his very eyes.
"Ok… I… got it."- Tucker replied as he mounted the bike like normal and began peddling down the lane but end up slamming his break upon seeing words manifesting in the air. "The Darkest Hole" Tucker read now fully confirming that he was inside a videogame.
Tucker sighed loud as he began peddling down the block, though couldn't recall hearing the title before. Never had he seen people driving so carefully and obedient to the traffic laws as the city blocks piled up, he couldn't help but feel the game he was trapped in was some retro sandbox game due to how mechanically all the NPC behaved as if they had little programming. Tucker tried to stay focused as he followed the GPS, trying to find any error in the coding but for that, he would need to breach the game.
It took Tucker more or less twenty minutes following the mini-map directions to reach the Nasty Burger joint that made him feel at ease, there were people sitting on the outdoor tables pretending to be eating yet only moving the burgers close to their faces and back to the table. After a quick scan saw with much glee a well-known black-haired boy standing by the entrance filling Tucker with relief as approached.
"Danny… Sam! I'm so glad to see you!"- Tucker exclaimed over ecstatic yet slowed down as he saw new words appearing before him. "Mission start: Party Animal, objective one. Protect your friends."- Tucker read confused.
A boy dressed as a baseball player rushed out from around the restaurant followed by two more, Tucker watched with horror as Danny was knocked to the ground with a single punch making Sam run around and waving her hands in the air. It became clear that neither were his true friends as Danny would never be knocked out cold by a single punch, and Sam would stand her ground like a Pitbull having seen such cowardly action.
With clenched fists and a growl, Tucker rushed towards the assailants taking notice of the health bar over their heads and striking the nearest one in the face with a well-aimed punch that dropped his health bar in half, he then followed with a haymaker in the stomach emptying the bar. Months of ghost hunting along with a few anti-ghost boxing lessons given to him by mister Jack Fenton granted Tucker a newfound sense of courage, the teen made quick work of the other two boys with a combination of jabs and uppercuts.
A fourth teen walked out of the Nasty Burger wielding a purple baseball bat shaped like a penis which he swung around but telegraphed his moves allowing Tucker to easily dodge each attack and counter with a pair of jabs that knocked him to the ground. Tucker turned over to his friends feeling like a true hero for having been able to protect both of them, it was always Danny who end up saving him which made his triumph all the greater.
"That was crazy!"- Tucker said surprised to be breathing normally, on any other occasion he would be out of breath.
It was then that he noticed the dick-bat floating a foot off the ground, his eyes moved towards the large wad of cash floating on top of the baseball gangster, a lump formed underneath his tongue as he also noticed a pool of blood under each teen, the boy looked around expecting to see a crowd of terrified people calling the police but none seemed to care. There was no way that his punches had killed them but attributed it to the game's mechanics, even so, felt horrible.
His attention was drawn towards Danny as he stood up brushing dirt off his favorite white polo shirt with a red dot in the center, his blue jean had some more dirt that he didn't bother cleaning, but it was Sam who caught his undivided attention, despite being the same age had become much curvier than her real-life counterpart, more notable were her large breasts, and wide hips along with thick legs that made Tucker drool over her as if she were some sort of gothic bimbo. She remained in her customary black top that now showed her breasts with more detail, Sam's miniskirt had become even shorter revealing half of her ass and showing off her purple stockings.
"My hero!" Sam yelled as she hugged Tucker tightly, squeezing her large breasts unto him.
Tucker couldn't stop himself from grabbing Sam's meaty bubble butt almost by sheer instinct, he was expecting her to lash out at him but she simply smiles leaving the geek completely dumbstruck and despite being a mere copy could feel the goth's warm skin which felt softer than silk. It took him a mere second to realized she as wearing a thong, though was something that he felt the real Sam would use.
"Good job getting rid of those Cucketeers"- Danny congratulated with a thumbs up as Tucker took a step back and saw Danny putting his arm over Sam's shoulder.
"You're not going to Dash's party dressed like that, are you?"- Sam asked keeping her bright yet somber smile. "You know, the party he's hosting to show off the Bentley his daddy got him last week. Believe me, anybody, that anybody is going to be there" The goth added quite out of character.
"You guys got invites?"- Tucker asked wondering if he would have to steal the invitations.
"It's an open invite. Guess he just wants to show off his new car."- Danny added with dismissively.
"Swing by my favorite shop, the employees there will get you ready. It's on me. And give me a call if you need something."- the goth winked as the words new contact added appeared above the goth's head.
Tucker looked with awe as Sam walks her half-naked ass back to the restaurant, it was then that the teen gazed over his handiwork, puddles of blood appeared underneath each teen making him feel most uneasy though reminded himself these weren't real people but mere data which allowed him to collected the money and the dildo bat which all disappeared upon being touch and reappearing in his tablet's inventory section, an interrogation symbol appeared over the corpse of a Cucketeer followed by a text log and a picture of the gangster.
"Cucketeers are a gang of boys whose girlfriends cheated on them constantly, now heartbroken and disappointed take out their frustrations against anyone they believe is having sex by using the dildo bat which symbolically means they will not be cuckolds again."- Tucker read out loud. Another more important matter came to mind, how to recover health, most games had a med kit laying around or food that served the same purpose. A second text log manifested as he walked away from the dead teen. "To recover health, you can make use of the several vending machines spread around town, buy med-kits at the drug store, visit the hospital, or masturbate."- The boy continued reading as he made his way back to his bike.
"New objective, gets new treads"- Tucker read the words appearing midair.
(XXXXXX)
Finding the clothes shop wasn't as hard as he predicted thanks to the floating mini-map and his bike which made traveling much easier, though pondered if he could steal a car or motorcycle but feared drawing police attention. The store in itself was rather generic, with a few clothes racks and a single attendee who welcomed him before reaching the changing room, yet poke inside the girl's section hopeful of seeing naked women, unfortunately, it was empty.
The full-body mirror made Tucker chuckle as it showed him a handful of options that included sportswear and suits along with some more casual ghetto clothes, on the corner of the mirror he could see the price and his current money. The only free option consisted of a black tailcoat and a top hat that reminded him of the outfit he wore during his campaign for student council president which he ultimately lost by a landslide.
"Those damn fools don't know how to appreciate the advantages of technology."- Tucker muttered as he bought the articles.
"Mission update. Attend the party."- a floating text log appeared before his very eyes. Tucker was fascinated by this surreal world.
So far, the only available mission was the party, and seeing that it was still a few hours away brought Tucker the idea of exploring his surrounding areas in hopes of finding weapons, loot, or other useful items to get ahead start as a gamer he knew it was for the best to be properly prepared. The city was somewhat based on Amity Park though many streets and locations were vastly different such as his in-game house while other like the public library was identical to the real one.
It was within an alleyway that he found his first collectible, a floating used condom that made him gag, surely an insult meant for Danny, just as he was about to get on his bike saw a pair of female police officers issuing a ticket, the blue button shirt could hardly contain their large breasts but more notable was the skintight leather booty shorts and high-heeled boots that made them look more like hookers or strippers than police officers even with their cop hats and gun holsters.
A short trip later and following the mini map's instruction was that Tucker parked his bicycle in front of Dash's house just as it became dark, there was already a handful of teens walking around aimlessly, the place was nothing to write home about, a simple yet large two-story suburban house with a large front garden and garage, though Tucker had never seen the real place, therefore, wasn't sure if it was based on the real Baxter house or was made up by the game master.
The sounds of music and loud talking prompted the teen to change into his party suit using the tablet which he found most useful as he could have his entire wardrobe at hand and change within seconds. No one challenged him at the door as he was expecting some random jock to demand an invite yet there was no one to stop him. The first thing he notices upon entry was the generic living room and the robotic dancing the guests were performing, by the left corner stood a snack bar but each item Tucker touched vanished leaving behind a random number, even though he wasn't hungry in the least was quickly missing the flavor of food.
"I wonder how long my real body's gonna last"- Tucker asked as he ponder the idea of being strapped to a VR- headset like when Mister Lancer forced him to study for the exams.
As the teen searched for his next objective, found his heart skipped a beat as he lay eyes on Sam Manson who was standing by the chocolate fountain, enjoying a soda, easily standing out from the generic crowd due to her black cocktail dress that didn't leave much to the imagination, she took notice of him and walk closer with a large smile, as expected, the goth was dressed in a small black leather dress that showed too much skin.
"Nice seeing you here, Tucker." The goth said with a smile that made Tucker pitch a tent in his pants.
"Wouldn't miss for the world."- Tucker replied looking at her large rack.
It was then that Dash Baxter appeared from seemingly nowhere, a trick that Tucker had only seen with his best friend Danny. The large football player put his muscular arm over Sam's shoulder who didn't seem bothered in the least, despite knowing these were nothing more than fake, it still took Tucker by surprise upon seeing Baxter grabbing the girl's left tit and more impressive was seeing her casual reaction.
"Can you do me a solid?"- Sam asked with a pleading expression. "I need help with a little something."- the girl continued.
Two large text boxes appeared before Tucker, each one with a different option, "help" or "don't Help." The geek wasn't a fool as he knew that refusing to help would lead to a failed mission hence making the game harder. There was much to learn about the game's dynamics, and he didn't like the idea of wasting time by going around missions or doing alternative objectives to advance, that alone would make his objective of hacking the program even harder. As much as he hated what the two were implying, Tucker pressed the help option.
"Sure, what am I good for?"- Tucker asked grinning his teeth in frustration.
"Dash wants to show me his…. Umm… his… big… dark…umm… goth poetry… yeah, we'll go with that…"- Sam struggled to say as Tucker crossed his arms while raising an eyebrow. "You know Danny doesn't get along with Dash and I really want to see his… huge… collection. So, can you distract him for a minute or two?"- Sam added as she pressed her hands on her cheeks.
"Fine…"- the boy muttered back as Sam and Dash took a place on the couch.
Tucker considered himself the protagonist and surely was taking things out of context, those two hated each other in the real world and would never spend more than a second in the same room much less on the same couch, surely by the end of the mission he would be in bed with Sam considering the highly sexual nature of the game, it was something that admittedly had fantasized about several times before, his hand being witness to it.
(XXXX)
Tucker looked around the living room considering his options, the first thing he noticed was his best friend Danny dressed in a neat black suit sipping a soda just beside the chocolate fountain while tapping on his phone, it was rather unusual that Danny hadn't noticed Sam and Dash talking alone on the couch, the real Danny would have already storm over. The geek then noticed the most unusual thing ever, a remote-control drone.
It didn't take long for the techno-geek to conjure up a plan, he pulls out his tablet and easily hack into the toy while staying out of Danny's field of vision. There was no way to know if being seen could affect the outcome. The drone lifted off the shelf and flew towards Danny who swatted at the toy but eventually tripped on his own two feet falling over the fountain, people roared out laughing as Danny stood up covered in chocolate.
The geek raised an eyebrow upon seeing that Sam had vanished almost in an instant alongside Dash, either the game had them disappear once Danny fell on the chocolate or they snuck out once the drone took flight. Even if it was for the sake of the mission, Tucker felt somewhat guilty for having humiliated the fake Danny who walked to the nearest bathroom, his head hanging low. Though Tucker's guilt swiftly vanished upon laying eyes on Paulina and Star both dressed in quite revealing dresses, embracing his position as a main character, walked towards the cheerleaders with confidence he wouldn't have in any other situation, his phone began to ring just as he was about to put his arms around the girls' shoulders.
"Tucker… some… incels… banging on… ah! On the… door."- Sam spoke through a breathy voice which Tucker associated with fear.
"Mission update, new objective, defeat the cuck gang."- Tucker read the floating text.
The teen produced his obscene bat and rushed up the stairs where he met with a dozen Cucketeers striking at the bedroom door with their penis-formed bats, even though he was armed still felt cringe, the corridor was oddly longer and wider than it should normally be but Tucker didn't have much time to give it any thought about it due to the gang members rushing towards him, years of gaming paid off as he easily predicated their attack patterns allowing him to cut their numbers in half.
Loud moaning and the sounds of a creaking bed filled the corridor distracting Tucker, his eyes turned away from the enemies towards the door. Something was terribly wrong, it was then that he was struck in the face by a bat, sending him flying to the floor, it hurt like hell before being overwhelmed by the incels rolled to his side and resumed the onslaught. His bat swung left to right and backward bringing down a Cucketeer with each attack.
Tucker rubbed his chin as he stared at the pools of blood underneath each teen which still made him feel queasy but was sure that it was all part of the game due to the large wads of cash floating above the "corpses." Tucker stared at the door as loud lustful moaning escaped through the wood making his boyhood squeamish, both legs felt like jelly, his eyes set over a sign reading "Dash's room, stay out" but the sounds of glass breaking followed by a girlish scream broke his trance.
"Mission update, new objective, beat the gang leader and his henchmen."- The text demanded.
(XXXXX)
The first thing Tucker saw after kicking the door open was a muscular teenager mounting Sam like a madman, his large fat dick was sliding in and out of the girl with fury as her feet dangled in the air despite resting her thick legs over his broad shoulders. Tucker was left dumbfounded for a moment as he expected at least the goth to scream or act out upon seeing her best friend at the door yet was drowning in pleasure making the scene so surreal, a hollow formed in his stomach accompanied by a lump under the tongue, using all his mental fortitude was that Tucker shifted his attention away from the couple towards the window where he saw three dark figures.
The first to emerge from the shadows was a tall muscular square jaw teen that Tucker could swear came out from a famous sports magazine cover given how handsome he looks, the uniform was so tight it seemed to be painted over the bulking teen who growled with sparkly white teeth, flanking him on both sides where two gorgeous girls no older than sixteen, one blonde and the other a brunet, their heads covered by a baseball cap, their breasts were of modest size giving a more athletic look held only by a top that resembled a cutout jersey, their wide hips and large butts protected by a pair of booty shorts showing their well-toned legs which were further marked by the pair of stiletto high heels.
"Cuckold gang leader, after being cheated many times by all his girlfriends decided to lead the cuckolds in town in their vendetta against the cheaters."- Tucker read the magic text log that appeared next to the gang leader. "Cuckqueans' girls that went insane with jealousy after finding out their boyfriends were sleeping around. Now hunt all males who are sexually active."- the geek read out loud slightly distracted by the couple having sex.
"Who in their right mind would cheat on people like them!"- Tucker exclaimed as he looked over to the two girls. They were his dream girls and would give anything just to hold hands with them. The gang leader was someone he would never dare cross in the real world.
Tucker couldn't help but look over at Sam as she was still being fucked by Dash Baxter, her legs stretched out far and wide, the bed threatening with breaking, and despite all of this neither of them cared for the four intruders getting ready to brawl over them. Just as Tucker turned his attention back to the trio in front was struck by two ninja stars, one to the chest at heart level and the other over his left eye, the pain was excruciating but it was over seconds later as the blades vanished. The boy began to shake as he saw the girls moving toward him with murderous intent.
The geek wanted to run away and come back better prepared but the door was closed reminding him that his mission was to beat the gang leader and his henchwomen, the first to charge was the blonde who pulled out a combat knife in the form of a penis, she leaps into the air twirling along the way but Tucker sidestep avoiding the attack, it was then that he swung his bat which connected with her head followed by a second strike to the ribs taking down her health bar. Just as he was about to land a third strike saw a foot coming his way which made him roll on the ground.
Tucker looked over at the brunet who kneeled with both hands behind her head, it took all of two seconds to realize the girl was about to start tossing her ninja stars forcing him to run around the room as the girl threw an endless stream of ninja stars seemingly from nowhere, each blade impaling the walls with terrifying force. But the boy already had a target in mind, he swung the bat over the blonde girl's head making her health bar blink several times as she flew into the air, this made Tucker attack her again upon getting up, the girl died with a loud yell.
"Good job! Keep it up Tucker!"- Dash encourage as he continued swaying his hips up and down followed by loud moaning that made concentrating harder.
"Yes, yes… just like that!"- Jazz added though Tucker wasn't sure whom she was addressing.
The geek soon found himself enthralled by the constant hip movements; he had only seen sex in adult movies but never in front of him, seeing Sam being penetrated was beyond words, and for some reason assumed she likes rough sex and this unofficially confirms it. Tucker's pants suddenly felt tighter making him realize that he was having a boner, it was then that the gang leader grab Tucker by the head and tossed him across the room.
"Motherfucker!"- Tucker declared as he stood up.
The geek rushed towards the brunette hitting her twice in the body before the gang leader struck him on the belly with the bat and sent him to the other side of the room for a second time. Tucker's health bar was now blinking, he was just one strike from death, he couldn't help but wonder if he would die for real or reappear at his house ready to start all over again. It was then that the gang leader struck his own chest like a gorilla forcing Tucker to throw a clothes bin towards him not wanting to come closer, surprisingly, the bin took a large chunk of his health bar. Tucker repeated his new tactic on the Cuckquean as she was about to start her barrage of ninja stars, her health bar began blinking.
With a mighty yell was that Tucker rushed towards the girl and slammed his bat over her head making the Cuckquean yell as she flew into the air, her health bar was now empty leaving only the gang leader who was by no means an easy target. Tucker needed to strike one more time and he was home free, his eyes set over Dash and Sam who continued fucking as if he didn't exist at all, but Tucker shook his head avoiding any further distractions.
The large teenager roared as he charged at Tucker who rolled to the side managing to avoid the enraged teen. The gangster couldn't stop and slammed his head into the door yet didn't even crack it a bit despite the brutal attack, Tucker didn't wait for his enemy to stand up and struck him with the bat ending their fight. Tucker watched as a pool of blood formed underneath the gang leader.
"Good job!"- Dash said scaring Tucker as he quickly turned around.
"That's the way I like it!"- Sam added still wondering who she was talking to.
"Mind fucking off while I finish here"- Dash said.
The door opened making Tucker most frustrated for being used but made his way out as he didn't want to see his best friend having sex with his bully, it was upon taking a single step outside the bedroom that the door slammed shut, moaning continued coming out. There was no point in staying in front of the door, but just as he reached the ground floor where the party was still raging saw Danny walking up to him, a million thoughts crossed Tucker's mind, he just helped their bully have his way with their best friend.
"Hey guys!"- Sam said.
Tucker turned pale as he saw his best friend with her skirt running over her left hip, the blouse was a wrinkled mess as was her hair and her makeup left much to be desired, but what scared the geek the most was seeing cum flowing down between her legs. It was more than obvious that she had rough sex, thankfully no one including Danny seemed to notice anything out of place with the goth.
"Danny could get my backpack so we bounce out of here"- Sam ordered Danny who quickly left in search of the item. "Nice one, Tucker. Here's a little something for your troubles"- Sam added as she handed over her used G-string thong and a phone number.
"Mission accomplished; all objectives completed. Head home to start the next mission."- the magic text log said as it appeared before Tucker who sigh. "Sam's thong adds more resistance. New contact, melee weapons."- Tucker read with more enthusiasm as he exits the house yet noticed another flooding used condoms by the dumpsters.
To be continued.
