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8PHE0003 8722 words ******** Day 3, Thursday Kinny heard a leaf-blower start up. He looked out the window. Depending on which neighbor was blowing, he might get a show. Ah. My goodness. It was Barbra Joi, dressed in short shorts and a halter top. Never a disappointment. She had been his babysitter, back when she still had braces - and parents. She looked oh-so-fine, bending over and swinging the leaf blower from side to side. She waved at Kinny, smiled, and winked. Kinny waved back. What the hell? She had something slung over her left hip. A baby? Kinny rushed down the stairs. On his way out, his mom yelled from the kitchen. "Kinny, get the mail." "Right, ma." Kinny bounded across the welcome mat and down old wooden steps onto the flagstone path to the mailbox. He grabbed the mail. Circulars, junk, something from the county. And.... Meh. It could wait. He walked over to Barbra Joi's yard. She had her back turned to him. He admired the view for a moment. She was wearing noise-canceling headphones with the music turned up. The baby, black hair and brown eyes in a swaddle sack, was watching him. It had a set of pink headphones that were the baby-sized version of what Joi was wearing. "Joi!" He tapped her on the shoulder. She hated being called Barbra, Barbie, or Babs. She hated BJ even more. Joi glanced back and nodded. As she reached up to pull the headset off, the leaf-blower swung around. Kinny's mail scattered in the blast. "Sorry!" Barbra Joi silenced the leaf-blower and helped him retrieve flyers and envelopes. He damn-near bumped foreheads with her while watching her cleavage. Then he saw something odd. Did she just pocket one of the envelopes? Joi reached into the hipsack, steadying the baby. Then she produced whatever it was she palmed and handed it to Kinny. "This is for you." "You have a baby?" Kinny asked. Joi laughed. "Not mine. Kind of a loaner. You know I have a sister, right?" Kinny thought for a moment. He vaguely remembered someone much older than Barbra Joi. In college when she was ten. He shrugged. "So, you're an auntie?" "Today. And for the next six weeks." Kinny tried to figure that one out. "Don't bust a knot." The baby started to fuss. Joi swung it around. She pulled her bra-top off one shoulder, exposing a breast. The baby latched on. Joi dropped the leaf-blower on the grass and pulled the headset off the baby's head. She stroked its hair. "Um." Kinny didn't know whether to look or to look away. Barbra Joi smiled. "You're an adult, right?" "Um. Eighteen?" "Teenage boys. So easy to manipulate. Can you, um, finish leaf- blowing for me? Bring the blower in the house when you are done. I'll be in the kitchen." "Sure." Barbra Joi grunted. "Ungh. I don't have enough milk. Greedy little monster." She switched breasts, exposing both of them to the world. "Kinny!" Kinny's mom called from the living room. "I gotta...." Kinny motioned to his house with the mail. Barbra Joi nodded. She walked back to her house, covering up her right breast with the bra-top as she walked. "Is that Joi?" Kinny's mom asked as he handed her the mail. "Yah." "Is that a baby?" "She said it's not hers. But she's nursing it." "Maybe she wants bigger boobs," Kinny's mom said. She handed two pieces of mail back to Kinny. "Huh?" "Nursing. Babies? I grew two bra sizes. Didn't keep, though." Kinny's mom opened her blouse and peered into it. "Mom!" She laughed. She nodded towards the envelope she'd just given him. "That's jury duty, son." She nodded. "Time to adult. I don't know what that other thing is." Kinny inspected it. PASsport, Happening Encounters. Oh. Yeah. Oops? He pocketed both envelopes. "I, um, kinda promised I would ... blow her...." "Leaves?" "Right!" Kinny's mom laughed. "Have fun. You can blow my ... leaves ... this weekend. After you mow the lawn." "Okay." "And, get a job! Jury duty pay doesn't pay diddly." "Right. Um." Kinny pulled out the PASsport, Happening Encounters envelope. "I might have a job, playing video games." "Those jobs aren't real." "This one ... is. Might be. Already got my first paycheck.? ?From a prince in Nigeria?? Kinny snorted. He shrugged. ?The check didn?t bounce.? ?Ha. When are you going to start buying groceries?? ?Um. This week? If these paychecks keep coming in, I might be able to....? ?Super. Go blow Joi?s ... leaves.? She flicked her hair and made a sexy pose. ?Mom!? ?You?ve had a crush on her since before you stopped wearing diapers.? ?She?s....? ?She?s twenty-six. Not forty. And if she was forty I would still say go for it.? Kinny didn?t know what to say. He yelped when his mom swatted him on the butt with the junk mail. He left the house. ******** Leaf-blowing didn?t take long. Barbra Joi had done most of it already. Kinny walked into the kitchen just in time to see her put the baby into a jump-seat in the doorway to the living room. One boob was still hanging out. The baby started jumping in the Johnny-jump-up. ?Put it in the pantry,? Joi said. She tucked her boob back in to her top and opened the fridge. ?You keep your leaf-blower in the pantry?? ?A tree fell on our tool shed.? ?Our?? ?Yeah, well. My folks lived here. Once upon a time.? ?No boyfriend?? Joi grinned. ?Are you asking? Or asking?? She laughed. ?No time for a boyfriend. Why don?t I see you at Club 69?? Kinny snorted. ?That was you?? ?Yeah, that was me. And that was you, spilling your beer and running out the door like.... Well, like a teenager caught peeking at the babysitter.? Kinny cradled his head in his hand. ?I wasn?t sure.? ?You?re not old enough to drink. I?m telling Drake. You can watch. You can touch,? she said, stepping next to him and stroking his chest, ?as long as you follow the rules. But the next time you?re at the club, you?re drinking near-beer.? ?You?re a stripper?? ?You say that like it?s bad.? ?No, no judgment. Not being judgmental. Um. Wow?? ?I work Tuesday through Saturday.? ?I don?t, ah.... I can?t pay the cover charge. Much less the two- drink minimum and, you know? Tips?? Kinny blushed. ?You play PASsport?? Kinny looked up, surprised. ?Yeee-ah.? ?It?s not called Club 69 in PASsport?s world. The name changes, I dunno, every week? Like, this week it?s Goblin?s Dungeon or some fuckery like that.? ?It?s the entrance to the dungeon?? ?Maybe? That would explain all the adventurers with swords and shit.? She tapped her glasses. ?I?ve been looking for that. Where? Where do you work ? in PASsport?? ?Same place as here. Which is creepy, right? I think they used a model of this town ? at least for the adult industry. The red-light district, the.... Yeah, well. Um.? Now it was Joi?s turn to blush. ?You work as a stripper ... in PASsport?? Joi grinned. ?And a bit more. Quite illegal, in real life.? She made motions with her hand like she was giving a hand-job. ?Wow.? ?Look at you, getting a stiffie. Good to know I still have that, mmn, talent.? She hefted one boob and pointed it at him. ?I, ah.... Yeah.? Kinny adjusted his shorts. ?You do.? ?Don?t be embarrassed. That was ten years ago. I thought it was cute then. It?s cuter now. You know. That I won?t get arrested.? She kissed him on the cheek. Kinny melted. He seemed to shrink five centimeters in height. The blood, right? Went someplace more important. ?Look me up. I?m on Tuesday through Saturday. That?s why I wear the specs. You know. VR?? ?The bouncer said those were celeb glasses. So people can?t steal your retina pattern.? ?Yeah. Iris patterns, actually. Drake doesn?t know the difference. But they?re also VR specs. Some of the girls ... well, they?re not exactly watching the crowd. Ya know? I?m moonlighting, working both locations. Management doesn?t mind. They get a cut ? from both worlds.? Kinny realized that he was grinning. Joi matched his grin. ?Whatcha doin? tonight?? She poked his chest. ?I dunno. It?s ... Thursday. You working tonight?? ?I am. Are you still babysitting for Hannah?? ?Only in the summer. That?s why I don?t have any money. Well, didn?t have money. Hey, I have money now.? ?If you don?t spend it all in a super-expensive ero-VR game.? Kinny blushed again. ?Thought you?d score some hot chicks in real life?? Kinny blushed even harder. ?That?s so cute. Today is your lucky day.? Barbra Joi dropped her bra top. ?Um.? Kinny sighed. ?Wow.? He grinned again. She handed him a gadget with a cup and a small baby bottle attached. ?I was using a battery-operated pump but it gave me hickies.? She shook her wrists. ?My arms get tired,? she said. She grinned. ?Not enough practice giving hand-jobs, I guess. Not in real life.? ?What?? ?Help me pump the milk. It?s like playing a trombone. Or an evil slide whistle. I?m going to do my nails, think about Elvis. Something.? ?Excuse me?? ?Do you want to play with my boobs or not?? ******** They both giggled through the next five minutes of fumbling. ******** ?Never mind,? Joi said, laughing. ?I?ll do it myself. You got more of it on your hands than in the bottle.? Kinny didn?t know what to say. He had another hard-on. He was ready to explode. And she hadn?t touched him below the waist. Except that once. And that had been by accident. Right? Maybe? ?You can watch. Either wash your hands or lick them. Don?t wipe them on your pants!? ?You sound like my mom.? ?Does your mom do this?? Joi took his left hand. She licked milk from it and sucked on one finger. ?It?s sweet,? she said. ?You should try it.? ?Um.? He was really close to orgasm. He was pretty sure he had a wet spot in his shorts. She put his other hand to his mouth. ?Oh. Okay, sure.? He licked his wrist. This was not what he wanted. He tried to kiss her. She dodged. ?You want it from the source? I?m collecting for the baby.? ?Is that your baby?? Kinny looked over to it. It had stopped hopping. It was watching him, looking for all the world like it was listening. It had most of its fist in its mouth. Drool down to one elbow. ?Nope. Well, kind of.? ?I would have noticed if you?d gotten pregnant.? Barbra Joi nodded. ?Exactly! Right?? ?So why are you feeding it?? ?Because it gets hungry if I let it starve. And I want bigger boobs. Well, I don?t want them, but Corporate.... They?re paying me to.... I?m not sure I can talk about this.? ?You signed an NDA?? Barbra Joi smiled. She examined the bottle. Three-quarters full. ?I need a babysitter. And you need a secure connection.? Kinny blushed. He adjusted his shorts. She looked down. ?We?ll take care of that when the monster is sleeping.? ?Um. Really?? ?I?m not a complete tease. Get used to it, though. This game will keep you on edge for hours at a time. I spent my first week in PASsport jilling myself like a monkey at the zoo.? Kinny laughed nervously. Joi sealed the bottle and put it in the refrigerator. ?Whatever possessed you to....? ?The pay. I?m jobless. Why do you strip?? ?Ah. Because it pays better than paralegal. And this job is not in immediate danger of automation ? like the legal profession?? ?Oh.? ?Can I see your avatar?? ?I?m not sure I can....? ?You can. Corporate already cleared it. Your secure connection is in my spare bedroom. It?s all girly and glam because it used to be my bedroom. I tossed girl clothes everywhere because Corporate said to make it look like a horny but scatterbrained girl lives here. Don?t play with my panties. Okay? Unless you want to wear them.? Kinny blushed again. ?So cute! You can work and babysit at the same time. Having to feed the baby ? and change diapers and shit ? will help convince people that you?re actually a girl.? ?How much do you know?? ?Carob knows all. Carob does all.? ?Carob?? ?She?s my avatar.? She cupped one boob. ?Three cup sizes bigger than me. Two cup sizes, I guess. I?ve grown. Already. You?? ?Um....? ?I gotta hear your girl voice. Where?s your voice font?? ?It hurts my throat.? ?Well?? ?It?s in my room. I?ll go get it.? ********* With the baby asleep, Joi grabbed Kinny?s dick through his pants. She dragged him into her bedroom, which was on the ground floor. She pulled his pants down and his undies in one motion. Then she pulled something from her purse. A wet wipe? Too small for that. It was the size of the litmus papers that Kinny had used in Chemistry class. Joi wiped his erect dick with this wet-wipe. She was careful to wipe most of his dick and especially the precum that was leaking from the end of it. She set it aside and produced two cotton swabs. Joi glanced at the strip of paper. ?We?ll give that two minutes. In the meantime, I need a cheek swab, and ? I apologize for this ? an anal swab.? Kinny let her run the swab in his mouth. He watched her set it in the socket of a test kit. There were three holes on that test kit. Kinny had an idea of what the second hole was for but not the third. ?Turn around please.? Joi glanced at the wipe and smiled. She kissed his penis. ?What are you testing for?? Joi smiled. ?STDs. We?ll do another check when you?re done. Sperm count. When was your last sexual contact?? ?Years ago. Unless you count drunken fumbling at my graduation party.? ?That counts.? ?June. But it was just, you know, a handsy.? He grimaced. ?I don?t think she was ... into boys. In fact, I know. I agreed to help her silence certain rumors.? Joi grinned. ?Not a bad deal.? ?I?d have rather kissed her girlfriend.? ?It was bad?? Kinny shrugged. ?I don?t think.... She?s never.... Mmn. It hurt.? ?Did you finish?? ?No, but that wasn?t the point. Getting caught was the point.? Joi laughed. She checked the swabs and the test strip. ?You?re clean.? ?Thanks?? ?It means we don?t have to use a condom.? She pushed him onto her bed. The blowjob was everything that Kinny dreamed that a blowjob might be. And she did test him again, by collecting the last of his cum in a condom. Of all things. She worked that last drop of cum up from the muscle between his ballsack and his arsehole. Kinny didn?t mind. ?Um. Wow?? She examined the condom and smiled when it turned blue. Joi set the condom aside. ?Why are you collecting it?? ?Don?t want to get pregnant.? She ran her thumb along the head of his penis. ?You?re still hard,? she said. Kinny shrugged. She climbed on top of him. Joi closed her eyes and bit her lip as she eased him inside of her. ?My turn.? She smiled. She looked contented. *********** Joi asked, ?Why did you pick Anabelle? Her avatar is like super- girly.? ?I don?t mind watching the avatar bouncing around.? ?People will make assumptions.? ?It?s an avatar, right?? Kinny said. ?Not me. Oh. It doesn?t matter, does it?? Joi shook her head. ?Anabelle?s avatar is a bit milky,? Kinny said. He read the information from the thumbnail. ?Game avatar, named Cookie, half-elf, female, F-cup. Adventurer, Level 0. Meh. But look at the bio-avatar? I can work with that.? He started paging through bio-avatars. ?Compare it with these.? Kinny read from the field of thumbnails. ?Jean. Married, hetero, looking for a relationship. What the hell? Plus, I would have to wear fake boobs while I?m gaming. ?Sammi, married, bi-curious, looking for a threesome. And I have to wear a fat suit. ?Energiya, single, bi-curious, Russian. Lives in the barracks. I think she?s in the Army. ?Maria, asexual, in a committed relationship. Lives in Romania. I had to look that up. Do you know it?s not in Italy? Mmn.? He paged down. ?Rachel, single, hetero, looking for the right vibrator. I could play this girl but she?s way too girly. I?m not wearing clothes like that. ?Harmony, lives with her mom. Is in college on a sports scholarship. Don?t think I can fake that. Besides, she roots for Fremont. Fremont? I wouldn?t root for Fremont even if they paid me.? Joi laughed. ?That?s where you draw the line?? ?Hey, Fremont sucks. Abbie, hetero, into group sex. Um, no? Not even as an avatar. ?Ruby, hetero, baby-sitter. Lives with her manager. A match, right? But look at her answers. Kissed a girl. Okay, me too. Loves oral. Yee-ah. Loves anal. What? Biggest secret? ?I can?t be tied down with just one boyfriend.?? Kinny said that last one in his girl voice. Joi said, ?Sounds like a working girl.? ?Right? I?m not ready for that.? He paged down again. ?Married, but looking, married but looking, in a relationship but looking.... It comes down to these four.? He paged back to the top. ?I like Sharon but she?s just as boy-friendly as Ruby.? He pointed to a girl in braces. ?I wouldn?t mind meeting her, but I don?t want to be her.? Joi looked at him mildly. ?And I don?t want to have to wear braces, even fake ones.... I just fucked up, didn?t I?? Joi nodded. Kinny sighed. ?Not used to having a girlfriend.? She patted him on the head. ?Pam, single, first year of college, hetero. A D-cup.? Kinny grunted. ?was my second choice. She?s the one I played for Orientation. Her game avatar is a cute little sexless sprite, named Zing. She lives in a hauswood project. And has ? a monster in the closet?? Joi laughed. ?Probably code for a vibrator. But she could be packing.? ?Packing.? ?Has a penis. You know, futa? Trans? But maybe just a boy, trolling as a girl. Like you? But.... She lives in a hauswood project? That could be a tentacle monster in her closet.? ?Those exist? In real life?? Joi nodded. ?Okay, glad I didn?t pick this one.? He removed the ?Alternate Choice? marker from Pam and from the next bioavatar on the list. ?This girl, another Sharon, has a tentacle monster. That leaves me with Anabelle Lee Violage.? He pulled up her bio. ?Single, bi, lives with her mom. A tomboy, gender-flexible. Long-time player of Call of the Void. I won tournaments playing that game but it?s too mechanical. She likes fishing, hunting, trapping, and hiking; has a job I can fake. Biggest secret? She was molested as a child.? Kinny and Joi exchanged a look. He face-palmed. ?Why do people put things like that on line?? ?Confession is good for the soul?? ?Not in my experience.? He shrugged. ?Anabelle?s avatar is boing-cha and is named Cookie.? He paused for effect. ?But the real girl ? if she exists ? has a small chest.? He tugged at his football jersey. ?I can pass.? ?B-cup is not small.? Kinny waved away her objection. ?I don?t want to wear fake boobs, or a bra. This girl looks my cousin with shorter hair. Maybe I should get a job at a coffee shop, ya know? Learn what a barista does.? ?She works at a coffee shop? People will know her.? ?Vendor cart.? Kinny paged through Anabelle?s detailed bio, one that no-one except a hacker was supposed to see. ?I see these coffee carts everywhere. The girls are kind of anonymous? Unless you?re a regular.? ?Could have been worse. Could have been Wild Coffee.? ?Yeah. Right? I don?t think I?m ready for a short skirt and a half- tee.? ?Short shorts are more your style?? Kinny cringed. ?Not even a little bit.? He sighed. ?I don?t have to wear the shorts on camera. Not supposed to show anything from the waist, down, anyway.? ?The shorts aren?t so bad. At least they have pockets. Do you have the full uniform?? ?It?s supposed to be delivered. This week, sometime.? Joi brightened. ?There?s a package in the kitchen.? Kinny groaned. ?Anybody else have a key to your house?? ?My grandmother. My aunt. Maybe a few ex-boyfriends. Your mom.? Kinny?s eyes bugged. ?Kidding about the boyfriends.? ?Maybe I should quit.? ?Maybe you should read the contract before you sign it.? ?How was I to know what uniform meant?? ?It is spelled out.? ?As a basic gamer-girl, I think I can survive. As long as I pick the right biography.? ?Let?s see what Anabelle, the Debbie Does Coffee vendor-cart girl can do for you.? Kinny groaned. She massaged his dick through his jeans. ?I love a man in uniform. I want a double double.? She batted her eyes and giggled. ?Is your name really Debbie? Can you get something from the cooler for me? Down low? I wanna see you bend over.? He looked up, bewildered. He could smell the milk, the shampoo she used in her hair. He could smell her skin. He could smell the cinnamon breath mint. ?You don?t fight fair.? ?Nope. C?mon. Outta that chair. Might as well get this over with.? ?Do I have to?? ?Yeah. Pretty much. My boyfriend is a cross-dresser. I?ve never had to say that before.? ?You?re twisted.? Joi thought about that for a while. She nodded. ?It?s just a costume,? she said. ?If you didn?t know they were girl?s clothes, you might not feel weird in them. It?s a brown polo and black shorts. Black shoes. You can wear school shoes, heels, or tennies.? ?You know a lot about Debbie Does Coffee.? ?I used to be one.? ?Really?? ?Yeah. Not kidding about the bending over thing. Men think we?re oblivious.? ?I?m not sure about this.? ?Pfft. Too late now, Anabelle. You clicked it and picked it.? ?What if I forget and go outside?? Joi held a finger to his mouth. ?I wear costumes at work, even when I?m not, technically, ?in costume.?? She held up air quotes. ?Never once have I just waltzed outside, forgetting I was dressed like a stripper.? ?Okay, fine. What if we break up and you tell everyone?? ?One, I wouldn?t do that. Two, are you planning to break up with me?? ?No.? ?Then fucking trust me a little bit.? She smiled. It looked evil. ?When are you getting your ears pierced?? She pointed to the picture of Anabelle. ?She wears earrings. All these girls wear earrings.? ?I don?t have to do that, right? The computer can fake it?? Joi smiled. ?Please tell me I don?t have to get my ears pierced.? ?Check your contract.? ?I did. The only thing it says about piercings is that I have to clear it with HR.? ?Make you a bet.? She rubbed his dick again, through his pants. ?Not interested.? He palmed one of her breasts. ?Maybe interested in this, but not that.? ?How much money would they have to offer you? As a bonus?? Kinny groaned. ?I have enough. I don?t need extra.? He opened his legs. Joi grinned. She stopped massaging him. Kinny glanced at Joi?s work station. ?What do you know that I don?t?? She giggled. ?Nothing is private, here.? ?Are we on camera?? ?No, just audio. See the tape on the carpet? That marks the off- camera zones.? ?They?re listening?? ?I always assume so.? ?Let ?em listen. I have nothing to hide.? ?Except this.? She pulled his dick out of his pants. ?You?re getting paid to hide that.? He looked ready to surrender. ?What if they cut your pay without the earrings?? ?I?ll quit.? ?And pay back all that lovely money?? ?I can quit after six weeks. No penalties after six weeks.? ?No, it?s a hundred days ? a hundred work days. Eight hundred hours in persona. The penalties start to reduce after six weeks.? ?I can do a hundred days.? He put her hand back on his dick. ?So can I.? She smiled. ?Oh, by the way, overtime doesn?t count towards your probation.? ?Meh.? ?There?s a bonus after a thousand hours.? Kinny shuddered. ?This year it?s a bike. Ninety-five cc?s.? ?That?s not much of a bike.? ?Better than the one you have ? which is, none.? ?Is it pink?? Joi grinned. Her eyes sparkled. ?Pass.? ?It?s not pink. But it does have the company logo.? ?I thought they wanted me to remain anonymous.? ?I don?t think HR is connected to Marketing. They butt heads like this all the time.? ?What?s it look like?? ?Like my bike.? ?Oh. Tropic. I could ride that. I have ridden it.? He grinned. ?You rode bitch.? ?Yah,? Kinny said. ?It?s your bike.? Joi nodded. ?Ya know, everyone has piercings.? She grabbed his chin, turned his head from side to side. ?Maybe in one ear?? ?No. Absolutely not. No earrings.? She knelt down, between his legs. ?Say, maybe.? ?No.? ?Say, you?ll think about it.? She grinned. ?While mommy makes you very happy.? *************** Kinny examined the uniform at the kitchen table. He asked, ?Why does the name tag say Debbie? My avatar?s name is Anabelle.? ?All the Debbie Does Coffee girls are named Debbie. The few men who take that job are name-tagged ?D. B.? Be happy you don?t have to wear the male uniform. It?s more revealing than the female set.? Joi held up her hand as if taking an oath. She spoke with a breathy west-coast accent. ?Every employee wearing my name is acting as my personal representative. You ... ARE me when you are working as my employee. I expect you to provide the same quality of ... yaw, yaw, yaw.? She shuddered. ?You?ll get to know that speech and hate it. But while you?re out there, your name is Debbie, and you really are Debbie. Thankfully, in this world there are a wide variety of Debbies. There is Debbie Drop-out, Debbie Devo, Debbie Dumb Bunny, and,? she sighed, ?Debbie Does Coffee.? She brightened up and said in a chipper voice, ?What kind of Debbie are you?? Kinny laughed. ?Wear that uniform with pride. C?mon. Quit stalling. I want to see your Debbie.? She used the same wide-eyed expression and chipper voice to say, ?And when you grow a mind, you can quit the Debbies and become a Wild Coffee girl.? ?Is that what you did?? ?No, I ... I became an intern, a paralegal, and then this. But there?s an army of Wild Coffee vendor carts now pushed by women who used to answer to Debbie. The kicker? Debbie owns both companies. I can say that because, in one of the last cases I worked, it became public knowledge.? When he dropped his jeans in the kitchen, she said, ?Oh, honey. Nasty. Fruitstripe? These are the briefs you wear to impress girls? You had to know I would see them.? Kinny blushed. ?Too late now. I can?t unsee ?em. Those are a mess. They have holes; they are stained ? and did they used to be white?? ?I think these were green.? She snickered. ?We are going shopping with your next paycheck. And those are going straight into the recycler. You are going commando under your Debbies. Forward!? ******** ?Hey, Joi, look. I can change my avatar.? Kinny said, speaking in his Anabelle voice. He pulled at his collar. ?This thing hurts my throat.? Joi laughed. ?It hurts my ears. You sound like a squeaky toy.? Kinny tried to growl. He sounded like a little girl trying to sound tough. Joi grinned. ?So cute when you?re mad.? Kinny couldn?t help himself. He laughed. He pulled at his Debbie name tag, scratched behind it. ?This uniform itches.? ?It gets better after a few washings? He cradled his chin with two hands. ?I can?t change my bioavatar, but I can change the game avatar. I have sixteen points. What should I change? There are three pages of attributes.? Joi looked over his shoulder. ?You still want to go adventuring?? ?Yeah. Cookie wants to fight monsters, not attend raves.? ?Buy some spells. Healing, combat mana, something fire-based. A light spell is useful. So is Detect Curse. Get rid of the long hair. Monsters will grab your hair and control your movements.? She thought for a moment. ?Smaller boobs, less booty. Lots of things in this game will boost your avatar?s quote-unquote femininity. Few things reduce it. Also helpful? Strength, agility, mental stats.? ?I only have sixteen points.? ?Level Zero? You can work on strength and agility as you level up. Mental stats, too, if you don?t go below a certain minimum.? ?If I increase the bust size, I get more points.? ?Right. If you get up past an M cup, monsters will just tip you over and fuck you while you try to right yourself like a turtle. Same with other ?feminine? attributes. Too much cripples you.? He dialed down Cookie?s boob size. It cost him a point per cup size down to DD. ?Bra sizes aren?t logical,? Kinny said. ?Why is double-D not the same as an E cup?? ?No clue.? She hefted her boobs. ?Never had to know.? It cost two points to reduce down to a C cup, and six points to get to B. Four points to reduce from B to A. AA took another two points. Kinny grunted. He dialed Cookie?s bust size back up to C. He wanted to use points for other things. Then he asked, ?What is bone mass used for?? ?Angels have low bone mass. Anything that flies, really. A half-ogre has high bone mass.? ?I want to fly.? Kinny started dialing down bone mass. Joi asked, ?What?s your combat style?? ?Oh. Right.? He dialed it back up to 50. Kinny selected ?Hair.? ?Bob cut is the shortest haircut it will give me. This avatar looks like me, from the front. With boobs. And a huge ass. I have three more points.? ?Buy the healing spell,? Joi said. ?A healing spell is five points,? Kinny said. ?Detect Curse is seven. I need longer hair.? ?Or bigger boobs.? ?Right. Stealth is three points. A light spell is one, but all the two-pointers suck. Stealth.? ?Or, better yet. Did you read the tutorial and gamer?s guide?? ?That shit costs money.? ?Which you now have. Put her back on default.? ?Cookie?? Joi waited. ?There?s a default button? Oh. Yeah. Here it is.? ?Okay, Charisma, eighteen. Who the hell needs a Charisma of eighteen?? ?A demon?? ?Right, or an angel. Some paladins. Dial that down.? ?I can do that? Oh, wow. Dbest.? He dialed Cookie down to 13. Her boobs shrank as he dropped her Charisma. Her arse got smaller, too. Kinny laughed. Joi said, ?That looks like my ... sister?? ?It doesn?t look like you at all.? ?I take after my mom. That could be Marion.? She looked at it sideways. ?In a cartoon kind of way. Dial it down some more.? Kinny dropped Cookie?s Charisma down to 11. It wouldn?t go below 11. Which made sense. A product to sell, and all that. Joi snorted. ?Now it looks like you with boobs. And long hair.? ?Not really.? ?Yah, but it could be your sister. Or a cousin. Spooky.? ?They say, dogs look like their owners, right?? Kinny pointed at the screen. ?Maybe it?s the same with avatars and sister-kine.? Joi punched him in the shoulder. Kinny sat back. ?They knew I?d pick this avatar.? ?Or they gamed it so no matter what, it came out this way.? ?What else is rigged?? Kinny asked. ?Everything.? He looked at her. ?Anyway, I saved you some points. Now you can chop your hair and buy some cool spells.? ?Or I can raise my strength. Agility.? Kinny raised each to 11. High average. He noted that his hit percentage and damage bonus went up. Dodge went up, also. ?Click it and pick it.? ?Stealth, Light, Promote Healing. I?m done. Thank you.? Joi nodded. ?How important is this Detect Curse spell?? ?If you?re careful you can avoid most cursed items. Most curses activate only if you accept the terms and conditions. Like wearing cursed armor. Or taking money from an altar. You can pay someone to cast the spell for you but sometimes they lie. Save your money. You can buy spells at the magic shops. Sometimes you can find them, too. Or you can accept training.? ?Accept training?? ?Yes. That can be as sketchy as it sounds. There?s always a tradeoff. Even at a magic shop.? ******** ?Your name is Drake?? Cookie looked around. ?Carob said to ask for a seat in the back.? The bouncer looked at Cookie up and down. ?You?re with Carob? You?re in for a wild ride.? Cookie smiled. ?Be warned. She?ll use you and toss you like a tattered condom.? Drake seated Cookie at the VIP table. Kinny read from his teleprompter. ?Thank you.? As if he needed prompts to thank someone. But he did notice an inflection in Cookie?s voice that he hadn?t put there. Had he? Drake asked, ?Mind if I sit with you?? Kinny shrugged. His avatar shrugged with him, but she made it look sexy. She whispered in Kinny?s ear in Private Chat mode, ?When you get a VR suit, I?ll teach you how to do this properly. I?ll also punch you in the shoulder when you don?t get it right.? Drake said, ?Are you here for the girls or for the dungeon?? ?Dungeon. But I?ve never been in a brothel before. Only been in a strip joint once.? Drake laughed. ?You want a beer? I like a girl who drinks.? ?Sure.? ?ID?? ?I have to be twenty-one to drink in the virtual world?? He nodded. ?Well, that sucks.? She reached into her purse and was only mildly surprised when an ID appeared in her hand. He touched it. A bracelet appeared in his hand. He put it around her wrist. It marked her as above age 18 or more, but below age 21. ?What else ya got in the bag?? ?A metal bar. It?s better than the stick I found in the park.? ?You know what this is for, right?? ?It does one to six damage. The stick did one to four.? He pulled it out. ?It?s a spreader bar.? ?A what?? He twisted it. It extended. He twisted it again. It retracted. See the loops? They?ll tie your wrists to this. Or your ankles. Or your knees and wrists. Easier access. They leave these on the road just for people like you to find.? He dropped it back into Cookie?s purse. Kinny wondered if the expression on his avatar mirrored his own expression. Apparently, it did, because Drake said, ?You know it?s a combat rape dungeon, right? You don?t kill your opponent. You overpower him. Or he overpowers you. Then the fun begins.? Cookie shrugged. ?It?s just a game.? ?Are you wired?? ?Wired. Is that what my avatar is talking about? A VR suit?? Drake nodded. ?Not getting one any time soon. Tres expensivo.? He heard his avatar say, ?Muy couteux.? Drake looked puzzled. ?I can?t afford a crowbar, okay? A feelie suit?? Kinny made a noise like, ?Pfft.? Cookie just giggled in a girlish voice. ?Plus, you know, it costs real money. Not game money.? Drake nodded. ?You can earn game coin here. Especially with that avatar. And then cash it in for a suit.? ?How many years of game play?? Drake chuckled. ?I don?t know how to express my appreciation for that kind tip. Thank you.? Kinny noticed that Cookie had preserved his sarcastic tone. Drake laughed. He slapped her knee. ?Come back when you?re wired, sugar pocket. The game?s much more intense. The drops are worth more and the sex scenes are more ... personal.? ?On my list.? ?Enjoy the game.? He gestured to the staircase going upstairs. ?Look me up if you want to work the brothel. Sex jobs, of course, or support. We always need maids, cocktail waitresses, and bouncers. Kinny noticed that he could see up-skirt views as women climbed that staircase. Even without using Universal View. Drake then nodded towards a brick-lined tunnel. ?You can also find me in the dungeon. I?m one of the mini-bosses. Pull enough customers here and I?ll let you beat me. Fair warning, though. Each time you lose to me ? after we have our fun, you owe me a day a week working here. For free.? ?What level do I need to be to defeat you?? He smiled. ?Depends. I?ve been defeated by a team of third-level characters and I?ve had the pleasure of an eighteenth-level paladin. Get a real weapon and actual armor and you might have a go.? He lifted Cookie?s skirt. ?Nice panties. I love your attention to detail.? ?Hey!? He laughed. ?It?s not real. And you?re not wired, so you can?t feel it.? He handed her a drink. ?This is fruit juice. Careful, it will add centimeters to your waistline. Don?t drink more than five per day.? Cookie sipped her drink. It disappeared as if she had quaffed it. No flavor. No sensation of cold. Yeah, maybe it would be more fun if she got wired. She watched the show. Strippers, ?live? (virtual) sex. One act involved a dragon. A very male dragon. Her avatar?s Lust score increased with each act. She acquired an achievement: I Like To Watch. And a related quest: Tip The Stripper. Drake came over after that quest queued up. He gave Cookie a silver piece. ?Give it to Phi.? He pointed to the girl who?d just pleasured a dragon. ?That girl?s wired,? he said. ?She felt every knot and barb.? Cookie considered the silver piece. ?How much is this worth?? ?Twenty coppers. Twenty nuyen.? ?I could buy a....? ?Give it to Sorority Girl. She earned it. I nearly lost to that dragon,? Drake told Cookie, ?on my quest to become mini-boss. The barbs won?t let you go until you?ve had two orgasms.? ?Real or VR?? ?If you?re wired, it?s the same.? ?Oh.? Cookie stood, unsteady on her heels, and toddled over to the runway. ?Here,? she said to a girl who was trying to get down off the stage without squirting dragon cum in someone?s drink. ?Keep it.? ?No. I?m supposed to give it to you.? Cookie gestured over to Drake. The girl grunted and took the coin. ?I?m supposed to take you to the back, now. I think.? ?No. It was a tip.? ?Nothing is gratis with that man.? ?This is.? ?Sure, hon. A friend of yours?? ?I just met him.? ?Good luck.? The woman pat Cookie on the shoulder. After that, a few male avatars asked to sit down with Cookie. Some were NPCs, but others were quite plainly a player-character. Cookie shook her head for each of these and pointed to the VIP sign. ?I?m waiting for my date,? Cookie told one particularly persistent player character. ?Your date is a lucky man.? Cookie nodded. Eventually, and finally, Carob showed up on stage. The baby cried. Kinny groaned. He took off his headset and put his avatar in autoplay. Kinny wanted to see Carob?s show. The only way to do that without paying for it was to sit and watch the show. Or review it in history later. The view changed to third-person bird?s-eye view. Cookie brushed a cockroach off of her leg. When it returned, she flicked it across to a player-character at another table. She sat back and watched the show. Kinny checked the baby. It needed a diaper change. And then a bottle. Kinny set the baby in its jump-up seat in the doorway and put on a Baby Can Read video. It?s name, he?d learned, was Drake. Like the bouncer at the club. Kinny wondered if there was a connection. The baby really liked these videos. It calmed down, stopped jumping, and sucked on its pacifier. Kinny returned to his work station. He checked the clock. He?d been away for 38 minutes. He clocked back in. The screen was black and the audio muffled. Kinny checked the controls. Working. Then he looked at the time. Ten hours had advanced in the game world. The screen grayed out and a scene came into focus. A dirty window. It was daytime outside. There was something looking in at him through that window. It had ... tentacles? From the POV view, it seemed that Cookie was on her back, looking up at a sky light. Between rafters. Or maybe I-beams. She looked down at her body. Naked. On a stained mattress. On a cement floor, someplace ... large. A warehouse? Used condoms everywhere. A spreader bar tied to her ankles. Her hands were tied to ... a pipe? Kinny rotated the view. He tried bird?s-eye view. Her clothes were gone. Her purse was gone. There was a silver glint at her butthole. Cookie raised her knees. Kinny used the bird?s eye but couldn?t see what it was. Kinny returned the view to POV. Cookie looked at her wrists. Yarn? She pulled. A few tugs and her wrists came free. Experience points awarded: 15. The spreader bar was a little more difficult. Cookie used Lock Pick to work the knots. After six tries, one knot came undone. The other knot came undone in two tries. 15 xp. Achievement! Lock Picking, Level 1. Collect your prize? Kinny selected Yes. A set of iron lock picks. Okay. Not dbest, but okay. He checked Cookie?s stats. Nearly every sexual act now had non-zero value. Her Orgasm count was 23. Dominant/Submissive had taken a hit, as had Willpower. Her bust size had increased by half a cup-size, and ... Butt Plug? Had a value now. Kinny tried the upskirt view. The silver glint was a butt plug. Cookie reached around. It wouldn?t come out. Then Cookie saw the note. It was pasted to a clock, which was counting down. ?We?ll be back in an hour for Round 3.? The clock was ticking down from 29 minutes. There was a purse under the mattress. Faux leather, black and white cow pattern. It wasn?t hers. She took it anyway. Inside was a note. It said, ?Whatever you do, don?t think of bulls fucking cows.? Cookie?s view changed. She?d sat back on to the mattress, and was ... masturbating? With the butt plug, which was disgusting. At least it wasn?t in her arse anymore. The clock counted down to fourteen minutes. Cookie?s Masturbation counter advanced 1, as did her Dildo score. Willpower dropped 1. Cookie looked for an exit. She noticed that she was carrying the purse. A check of inventory showed that she still had the spreader bar and butt plug. She also had lock picks (4), three lengths of yarn, fuzzy handcuffs and a charm bracelet with a handcuff key. Which she was wearing, along with the club?s bracelet. On the way to the nearest exit, Cookie found a cow-print faux leather tube-top that matched the purse. She put it on. Her boobs grew half a cup size. D-cup, plus 5 xp. Her nipples grew, also. Innies, no more. She now had pokies, 1 cm. And they were hard enough to show through the cow-print tube top. ?Fuck.? Cookie growled. It sounded no less silly than it had earlier that day. She found a set of panties. Not hers but they would fit. Vibrator panties. 5 xp. Now locked in place. Cursed? Her Agility dropped; her Arousal meter started to advance and her Vibrators counter advanced 1. She found a set of heels. Yellow. 5-cent lifts with 10-cent heels. She put them on. Nothing happened, which surprised Kinny. The Heels counter advanced to 1. She opened the door and teetered in her heels as she walked outside. Cookie?s ?Walk of Shame? counter advanced. Before she left the alley, she saw a dog. A male dog. It was sniffing the air. Cookie noticed a flash of red as its penis extended. Cookie stopped. Kinny tried repeatedly to get her to go. He watched her POV view change as Cookie fell to her knees. Kinny switched to a bird?s-eye view. Cookie had displaced her tube top and was pulling at one nipple. She tried to get a finger inside the panties but they wouldn?t budge. So, she pressed the vibrator to herself and pressed her face into the dirt. Hypnotic Suggestion, Masturbate and Present. ?Cookie!? Kinny said into the mike. ?Resist!? Saving throw? Y/N ?Yes!? Saving throw failed. 5 xp awarded. ?Maybe I should have invested more points in wisdom,? Kinny said. Kinny watched as Cookie?s Arousal meter rose. The dog circled her once and sniffed at her panties. Then it mounted her, thrust a few times, and dropped back. It licked her panties, pulled at the fabric with its teeth. The panties stayed in place. The dog turned its attentions to itself. It licked the tip of its penis, looked around, sniffed her again, and then turned to move. Cookie pulled at her panties and moaned in frustration. The seat of her panties pulled away for a moment and then snapped back. Cookie?s arousal meter jumped fifteen points. She raised up on one elbow and reached for the dog. Kinny said, with Anabelle?s voice, ?Cookie, let it go.? The screen froze. Saving Throw? Y/N ?Yes. Cookie, let the dog go. Don?t call it; don?t pull it to you.? Saving Throw succeeded! 35 xp awarded. The dog put its nose in her panties again. Cookie scattered pebbles in its direction. It stepped away. She shuddered and rocked back on her knees, arse pressed to her ankles. The dog sneezed. It loped off. Avoided Beast Rape. 50 xp awarded. ?Actually,? Kinny said in Anabelle?s voice, ?that was pure luck. The cursed panties locked the dog out. One curse canceled out the other. A female machine voice replied, ?Protest considered and we agree.? It subtracted fifty experience points and then added five points for honesty. Cookie?s Wisdom stat rose by one point. The screen whited out a few times. Cookie?s Arousal meter fell and her Orgasm count rose. Kinny checked the forum to see if Wisdom helped with this type of saving throw. It did. So did Constitution, which was a surprise. Hit Points also contributed, and Research Points would help, but the majority player was Will, which differed from Willpower. When he clicked back on the screen, he saw that Cookie had moved a few meters out into the sunlight. She was now leaning against a brick wall at the entrance to the alley, arms behind her back, with one foot resting against the building, knee extended. Her Arousal meter was rising again. A car full of young men slowed down as it passed Cookie. She made eye contact with one of the men in the back. Kinny took control. He had Cookie run. She ran to the street corner, breasts bouncing and flapping. She crossed the street against the light, and headed for a taxi stand. She twisted an ankle and nearly fell, losing two hit points. Cookie climbed into a taxi. ?Hi, Miss. Nice day for a ride.? The taxi driver looked like a zombie, missing one eye and part of his scalp. ?Yes,? Cookie said. ?How much for a ride home?? She recited her address. ?Twenty copper.? Cookie groaned. ?I?ve been robbed. Can I owe you?? ?Normally, I would ask for a blow-job,? the driver said. ?Or brains. But your brains meter is pegged low. Rough night?? ?Yeah.? ?Show me your tits, honey.? As Cookie pulled up her tube top, her Arousal meter crested. The screen whited out a few times. Again. Orgasm. Her Exhibition counter advanced 2 and her Willpower dropped by 2. By the time she arrived at ?home,? in the suburbs, her Orgasm counter had advanced 4 more times and the Multiple Orgasm counter once. Her Party Girl counter advanced once. As she left the cab, she realized that she was holding her tube top in her hand. The Exhibition counter advanced again. Then the screen went blank. Quest achieved! Avoided Rape. 150 xp awarded. 3500 xp awarded for gang rapes. Counter voided due to memory loss. Snapshot available. Do you want to see who roofied you? Kinny pressed Y for yes. A picture appeared. Some guy. Kinny hadn?t seen him before. At least it wasn?t Drake. 5 xp awarded. a female machine voice said, ?Probably this man. Current estimate: 80%? ?What do you mean, probably this guy?? Kinny asked, in Anabelle?s voice. ?The drugs affect your memory. You?re not certain. You are certain, however, that you spent time with him before blacking out. Or saw him. Or something. Certainty now 70%.? The view returned to POV. Now that Cookie was home ? or maybe because she?d had enough orgasms ? she could remove the panties. She dropped the tube top and the panties in the doorway without first shutting the door. The Exhibition counter advanced again. Kinny paused the game again. He noted that game time advanced again, skipping ahead nearly an hour. It showed Cookie curled up in a fetal position on her bed. There was a towel wrapped around her head. She had taken a shower and removed her make-up. The screen went dark as the PC slept in the nude. The work station chirped. It announced, in a female machine voice, ?Mandatory work break! After the baby is asleep, you can work on Qualifications.? Kinny sat with the baby and watched Baby Can Read videos. When the little guy fell asleep, Kinny put him in the crib with his favorite toy ? a stuffed octopus. He returned to his work station. Qualification drills, that night, involved learning how to sign his bioavatar?s name with an appropriately girly script. Anabelle Lee Violage Anabelle Lee Violage Anabelle Lee Violage He filled three sheets of e-paper. When he learned to put a heart over the I instead of a dot, it accepted his signature and told him to write: Anabelle Lee Violage n?e Parsian. Was it telling him that Anabelle had been married? Kinny checked the bio. Nothing in there about a former marriage. It just said, ?Single.? ?Hunh.? Kinny practiced the new name. Twice in this form and then about twenty times as Anabelle Lee Parsian. With a heart over the i. Then he had to learn to write other things with the same ?hand.? These included: ?Debbie Does Coffee,? then, ?Anabelle loves Kinny.? He repeated those about sixty times. Then, ?Anabelle loves Joi,? and, ?Cookie loves Carob,? and then ?Kinny loves Anabelle.? He hesitated when it asked him to write, ?Kinny loves Joi,? but wrote it until he mastered the girly script, including hearts in the right places. It walked him through writing other people?s names, and all the items on the menu at a Debbie Does Coffee kiosk. His hand cramped a few times. But, finally, he learned how to write in this script. It was a beautiful hand. But it took longer to write than his normal scrawl. When the trainer asked him to write, ?Cookie loves gang rapes,? Kinny said ? in Anabelle?s voice, ?No.? Cookie?s Willpower counter advanced one. It changed the request to ?Cookie loves gang bangs.? Kinny laughed. Still using his girl voice, he said, ?But I can?t remember. How do I know if I liked it?? Cookie?s avatar appeared. Her Party Girl counter advanced by 1. Cookie spoke to him in her voice, which sounded like Anabelle without the squeaks. She told him that she had gotten out of bed, shut and locked the front door, and washed her laundry. She scolded him for not locking that door. ?Anybody could have come in.? Cookie asked, ?Do you wish to play me? Yes, or No. Hypnosis snapshot available upon log-on.? Kinny shook his head. ?Later.? He covered the camera with a Piglet adhesive bandage, as Joi had taught him. Then he checked on the baby and slept on the couch next to the baby?s crib.