“Let’s go to my sister’s room,” you decided, “She used to be a gamer girl before I got my powers. She’d spend all day in her room playing games for hours at a time. It gives me an idea of what to do with her unit.”
Your sister usually locked her door while she was gaming to minimize distractions. A quick check of the doorknob confirmed that indeed was the case. With nought but a quick gesture, you asked Gwen to unlock the door, to which she happily complied. With a nod you went inside. As usual, your sister’s room was a mess, with clothing scattered all over the floor. Standing in front of her twin monitor setup was yet another blank unit.
“Gosh, your sister sure didn’t care to take care of herself, did she?” Gwen marveled.
“She took care of herself,” you shrugged, “Just not her room. Now let’s get to work! Gwen, I’ll leave the cleanup to you. Let’s just…” you poked the unit, and it immediately turned to face you.
“This unit is ready for instruction,” it said.
“First, I would like you to resemble my sister,” you instructed the unit. With a quick “Yes, Master,” the unit became a pudgy, five foot tall girl with your skin color. She shared her mother’s pear-shaped figure, but had a youthfulness more appropriate for an 18 year old. Her blood hair was dyed purple at the tips and pulled up into short, wavy pigtails.
“Oh hey there, Evan,” the unit smiled, “how’s it going? Quick question, uhh, how’d you get in my room and why am I naked? Just kidding, Master! I know exactly why! Just thought I’d be funny to act like your sister for a bit.”
“G-good one,” you said, “Umm, really quickly? Could you sit down in that chair?”
“Of course!” the unit that resembled your sister complied, “What now?”
“Could you make your butt fatten up to fill the seat up to the armrests?”
“Absolutely! In fact, I’ll make my butt so fat that I’m pretty much stuck! And… done! Jeez, I’m really wedged in here, huh? Okay so, anything else?”
“Yes. Make your legs so short, like only about 12 inches long. Give yourself huge boobs that rest on your lap and lactate Mountain Dew. Come to think of it, make yourself into a cyborg with a computer monitor for a face!”
“Will do, Master!” the unit complied. Her legs shrunk down to almost a foot in length, and her breasts began to swell with flesh until they rested comfortably in her lap. Electric yellow liquid dribbled from her nipples. Her head flattened and widened into a 40” computer display, a pixelated face appearing and smiling at you.
“I’ll call you Monita,” you said to the unit, “You’re my personal perfect gaming machine that can run any game ever made or ever will be made. You get around by controlling the gaming chair you’re fused to, and you don’t have trouble navigating stairs. You love sex just as much as you love gaming, and you consider me Player One. Okay?”
“Absolutely, Player One!” Monita cheered, “It’s so cool being the ultimate gaming machine! I feel so elite! You wanna play, dude? It’s cool if you don’t want to, I can play with myself while I wait for you. Yes I meant to phrase it like that, shut up!”
“At ease, Monita,” Gwen assured the cyborg gamer girl, “Evan would be happy to play with you anytime. For now, shall I upgrade your room?”
“Yes please, foxy mama!” Monita nodded, “Err… can I call you that? Just thought it’d be a cool nickname.”
“Call me what you like, I don’t mind,” Gwen shrugged peacefully as she transformed the room into a purple gamer’s paradise, complete with a rotating wall of games, a stocked fridge and pantry, and assorted beanbag chairs.
“Place looks great as usual, Gwen,” you praised the kitsune, “Alright, next stop…”