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'There is a long list of attributes that make a woman desirable: physical
beauty, personality, the way she speaks, the way she dresses, and on and
on. But one trait must surely outshine all the rest: attainability.
There's nothing hotter than the girl you can't have. And who are the
ultimate avatars of this? Why, video game characters, of course.'
This was true up until I discovered a certain banner ad on the Internet.
It flashed 'Be your favourite game girl. Click Here.'
With time to waste I clicked on the ad, and for some unknown reason
filled my personal details on the following pop-up window. There was a
drop down menu where I could select game girl to choose from. So many to
choose from! There were literally hundreds.
This probably seems a bit strange, but since childhood I've had a fetish
about sexy video game women. I can remember trying to hide my erection
when I was playing as Mai Shiranui (Fatal Fury 2) or Chun Li (Streets of
Rage 2) when I was only ten years old and didn't really know what an
erection was. All I knew was it had to be hidden from sight, so I chose
carefully when and where I played an arcade game with a sexy character.
I had a Sega Mega Drive at home, and I played as Blaze Fielding (Streets
of Rage 1,2 & 3), and I loved getting a whipping off the corset woman,
Electra I think her name is, at the end of the first level. But it was
never as good at home. I guess it was because it was because I didn't
have to hide my erection at home. I mean, when the guys at the arcade
picked characters like Ryu, Ken, Guile etc I felt like a right sissy
choosing Chun-Li.
With the advent of Windows 95 came a video game called Battle Arena
Toshinden, which includes a fighter called Sofia. She is a private
detective and has large breasts, their size seriously exaggerated. I mean
I'm pretty sure no real woman can fight with breasts that large.
Along came the PS1, and with it a long lasting fantasy about Nina
Williams from Tekken 3. Oh hell what I'd do to that ass of hers Oh hell
what Id do if I actually had that ass of hers! There was that Panda guy
that would give her a bone crushing bear hug and the screen would
momentarily flash red. It was almost comical how she would pick herself
back up onto her high heels and continue the fight as if she didn't just
have every bone in her torso crushed.
Nowadays with the Internet I've discovered that having a crush on a video
game character isn't such a strange thing, but I don't know how many guys
would actually like to be them and feel what it's like to take every blow
however.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not condoning violence against women, but there's
something seriously hot about a bitch who can kick your ass.
Moments later I found myself filling in my bank card details, I wasn't
sure exactly what it was for all I knew it was something to do with you
could go online as your favourite game girl and fight against other
women.
I gritted my teeth in anger as after I'd paid the hefty membership fee,
I'd have to wait another week to receive a package containing certain
hardware necessary to play the game online. I had been looking forward to
going online as a girl, and meeting other guys who enjoyed the same
fetish I did.
Nine days later the package arrived, I could finally rest easy after
fretting and pulling my hair out during the 2 days which it was delayed.
It was quite a large box I received, I was curious to its contents so I
took it inside and opened it up before I'd even got dressed.
Inside was the masses of polystyrene was a set top device that looked
rather like an X box 360 Kinect with a USB cable, a driver disc. The
instruction manual got tossed aside as I never read them (Although on
this occasion I should've perhaps read the warnings before use).
A plastic bag contained a really slutty purple latex outfit with matching
thigh high boots, which only Sofia would wear. The outfit was no use to
me, sexy as it was, the shape was all wrong.
Being a cross-dresser I've tried on women's' latex outfits like that
before, but either I can't get them to zip up because they're so tight or
they crush my balls.
After installing the software from the CD, a message come up saying 'To
continue, please connect the scanning device to an available USB port and
stand in front of the camera wearing the outfit you wish to use.
So it turned out I would have to wear the bollock-crushing outfit after
all. I forced myself into the skimpy garment and put on the matching arm
length gloves. I really wanted to look like Sofia and as the set top
device took photos just like a Kinect I was going to give it my best
effort, so I put my long blonde hair in a Sofia ponytail and applied red
lipstick.
There is a forum on the Internet I saw where two guys were arguing about
Sofia. One stated 'Sofia is a slut' and the other argued 'She's not a
slut she's a private detective.'
I can tell you, I felt a lot more slut than private detective right now.
Once in full costume I stood in front of the TV set, I was asked to stand
up straight with my hands by my sides and try not to move until the scans
were completed. A colourful beam of light shot out from the set top
device and began scanning me from head to toe A 3D grid of my body frame
appeared on screen, with flickering numbers which could only be described
as being DNA code.
A second, red coloured beam shot out. Again it scanned over my body, but
this time hovering over certain areas like my crotch, my chest, and my
face. There was a moments silence, and I screamed as huge breasts
exploded out from my chest, filling the cups of the tight outfit neatly.
From the photo on screen I could see that I now had an hourglass figure,
a flat crotch, and as I turned to one side, a butt to die for. Only from
the side did I really notice how intimidatingly huge my breasts were.
I began to feel there was something missing from inside me. Something
long and hard and about nine inches long. More rummaging around in the
box and I found a small butt plug like device and lube. It said in the
instructions to feel the full experience of being Sofia I had to fight
with he butt plug in. No way. Maybe that guy on the the blog was right,
Sofia really is a slut.
Unable to resist my movements, I held the butt plug in my arm-length
leather gloves, applied the gel, while I unscrewed the cap above my butt
hole and jammed the butt plug up my rectum. It was so painful and I
gritted my teeth. It didn't fully take away the 'something missing'
feeling but I felt a hell of a lot better now. Ready to fight.
I met some guy in the forum who also remembered Battle Arena Toshinden
and wanted to fight me as Rungo, a gigantic muscular miner from the
United States.
The fight began and I rushed toward him, grabbing my Red Tempest whip
from my utility belt and cracking it in the air.
I leapt up from a few feet in front of the hulk like miner to deliver a
high kick in my dainty little boots, but he was quick and took a swipe at
me. I fell to the ground, and then he beat me in the boobs with his
massive wooden club, which bloody hurt I'm telling you.
I climbed back on to my high heels, trying to ignore my boobs which were
burning like hell, and brandished my long bull-whip He was stumbling
backward with each lash I landed on him with a painful crack like a
gunshot, groaning in agony until he eventually stumbled over the edge of
the arena, and then I kneeled down in my victory pose.
My next next fight was against some douche known as 'Grammarian '. She
was a tiny green troll like character with huge glasses who was on the
site for no other reason than to criticize and annoy. One flick of the
bull-whip and she ran off squeaking and crying like a little bitch to her
Mummy. It was so funny, I guess in real life she was like a sixteen-year-
old girl or something and probably pissed her panties when she heard the
sound booming out her speakers. There were plenty of warnings that you
had to be 21 years old to play, but still there were masses of annoying
teenagers who signed up anyway and wouldn't leave the grown ups in peace.
That fight last all of five seconds, so onto the next. Maybe to someone
who actually wanted to fight and not just piss everyone off.
A few bouts later and the massive miner guy Rungo challenged me to
another bout.. I was hesitant because the feedback from the set top
device I received when he beat me with his club was so painful but then
he offered to give me his address and invited me to come see him. Sofia's
slut pussy got tingly so I had no choice but to accept his challenge.
This time he must have acquired several power-ups as he defeated me
easily. He allowed me to take up a dancer pose. and twirl around and
around on my toes, but he was quick and grabbed my leg just as my high
heel boot was about to make contact with his body.
He drew Sofia's leg in and ran his large hand up her thigh. He told me he
wanted to fuck me at his place and that I was to come as Sofia.
'But wont I revert back after I turn the Wii-nect off?'
'Not if you smash it before you turn it off,' he told me.
I was abhorrent to this whole idea now, but what I wanted took second
place to Slut Sofia's wishes, and she was now in full control of my body.
I was unable to stop her as she took the device from above the screen,
took each end in her gloved hands, and smashed it across her thigh.
Inside I was crying. Sofia was going out into the street the way she was
dressed, and I lived in the worst areas in town for rapings.
Sofia didn't seem to mind. Any men that were ogling she would wiggle her
thighs from side to side trying to lead them on. She was handing out
calling cards, exploration into Sofia's life story had revealed that
after she had lost her memories she became a pole dancer in a nightclub
and worked as a prostitute when she wasn't doing that. I was now that
same young woman, and I couldn't do anything about it.
Instead of taking the bus or a cab, Sofia walked to Rungo's house, taking
the most dangerous route, handing out flyers and offering her services.
Thankfully most of the guys she tried to hook up with thought someone as
hot as her had to be a cop, so they begrudgingly declined, however I
still got my ass spanked quite a few times.
I was also aware of several creeps following me ready to pounce. But
Sofia refused to walk any faster, or stop acting so 'available'. I was
torn between my fear of being raped, and Sofia's needing of some guy to
pull out the butt plug and replace it with his meat.
An hour later I was at Rungo's home. In real life I would describe him as
being a 'fat creep'. Pornographic magazines were strewn all over his
grotty apartment. Lucky for him Sofia didn't need much convincing to get
naked and she was soon on her knees sucking his cock.
He possessed a lot of BDSM torture equipment that quite frankly terrified
me, but Slut Sofia found thrilling. He was a fat bastard who appeared to
just want to hurt her. He suspended her in mid-air with the use of
pulleys, then he fastened alligator grips to her tits. He turned on the
power then torture of her huge breasts began.
Sofia closed her eyes and bit her lip and upped the voltage being applied
to her tits till she nodded that it was enough, then he cranked the knob
up a little more. She put her head back and lay there with her mouth
open, savouring the pleasurable surges of electricity pulsating into her
tits
When put her head up and gave a smile that was his queue to turn up the
voltage. A sudden surge shot down the cable. Sofia's tits exploded into
sparks and she squealed with delight, rattling in her chains. Her very
first orgasm of the night.
Rungo left her like that for a few minutes. He turned the power off and
gave her the chance to reflect on her situation Inside I was screaming
but I could feel Sofia's pleasure and could tell she wouldn't be taking
me home just yet. If anything, it was going to be a long night before
Sofia was fully satisfied.
I seemed to pass out for a length of time, and when I opened my eyes I
was foaming at the mouth and there was a salty taste in my mouth. There
was some new faces in Rungo's flat, all tough looking middle-aged men.
In my unconsciousness, Sofia clearly had been very liberal about giving
head. It didn't matter if they were complete strangers to her.
One of the men put down his beer and my butt and pussy were probed
simultaneously with two fingers. I knew what was coming next, please no
more I wanted to moan, but Slut Sofia happily acknowledged the attention
with a pleasurable purr. I knew that in my absence Sofia had been
greedily sucking these men off, dried cum sticking to my face making my
skin feel tight, and that very soon I would have to share in her reward
for being so easy.
She, nor I, had never seen or spoken to these men before but yet she had
been squeezing her breasts up around their cock, and jacking them off
with a boob job until she squirted their load onto her pretty face.
What's more, I was beginning to enjoy myself too and was having regretted
falling asleep.
They lifted her sexy legs and she eased herself onto the rabbit dildo
when it arrived. I was learning the Sofia needed sexual torture sessions
like these, and electro-sex being the most painful yet strangely erotic,
was the most satisfying for her. She looked into the eyes of her lovers
one final time before the combined anal-vaginal electro-sex tickled her
into one enormous shrieking orgasm.
After resting and having a shower, Sofia put her slut outfit back on and
headed downstairs in the lift, the guys and myself were insistent that
she take a cab home. She refused, living for the thrilling fear of
walking through cold deserted streets at 4 am.
After all this I guess you could call Sofia more of a daredevil than a
slut. She was willing to try anything once and enjoyed an active sex life
with different partners. And although I was going to order a new set top
device to transform myself back and forget all this ever happened, I
never did.
Lasts nights events had made me feel dreadfully sick as soon as I was out
of the outfit. I still had her body, but the feelings of being myself. I
learned this was because I was rejecting her, not allowing myself to
become one with her.
I saw the boots strew on the floor by the bed, covered in Rungo's cum. I
sat down on the couch and started to play with my pussy, Sofia clicked in
and helped me remember last nights events with a smile, and I soon pushed
away any thoughts of disgust. With her help I was now really looking
forward to my next fuck session.
With a modest orgasm rippling through me, I began to wonder how many
orgasms a slut could have in one day. Sofia and I would have to explore
this one day. Maybe I could lie in bed all day masturbating in a silk
nightie thinking about Rungo. Sofia didn't agree however, they only
counted if they were orgasms brought on by having her/my pussy pounded by
real cocks of at least nine inches long and then each one had to be with
a different guy. I wondered why all that was necessary but she reminded
me, it was how many orgasms a slut could have, not just any regular girl.
We had an argument in the shower about shaving. Sofia wanted a big hairy
minge but I wanted a nice clean shaven one. She pointed out to me that
she was Russian and it was expected of her so I submitted to her and
left the damp hairy jungle exactly as it was.
I remembered someone on the Internet saying Sofia looked like a man in
drag, and a big hairy minge certainly didn't help quash that rumour.
Forgetting that she could read my thoughts, She/I gave a husky Russian
laugh, that strangely sounded like a man in drag.
I hadn't noticed it before, but looking in the mirror I still had an
'Adam's Apple', and besides the tits and the hairy minge, I looked
suspiciously like a man in drag.
After wiping the cum off my outfit and boots, I got changed into the Slut
outfit and headed out towards the local nightclub to look for a man. Not
wanting to ruin my make-up just yet, I had to plead with Sofia not to
blow every sleazy looking little pervert in the street who handed offered
her money.
Although we argued now and again, I started to live my life as Sofia
wished. I would learn to enjoy her outrageous and energetic sex life. The
visits' to Rungo's became a regular thing as well. Sofia was constantly
finding new more exotic and bizarre ways to fulfil her sexual cravings,
on her knees sucking off strangers all along the way.
Her strengths added to my own, her character, her ability to fight for
something she believed in rather than walk away like I would do. We
learned to live as one, I learned to live as one. I submitted to the
superior femme fatale, for she had almost all the superior traits. And
never again would she have to live inside the memory of someone's PC, she
was now a living, breathing human being.
The end. For now...
Jeannie
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