As you ponder the surreal vista of your desktop, an incoming call prompt emerges from the sea of icons. The name on the prompt - 'Nadia' - pulls you back to reality at warp speed.
"Acknowledged Nadia," you verbally pick up the call as you might in a mission brief, your gruff soldier persona hardly missing a beat. The game world shifts around you as Nadia's call inadvertently triggers a transition over into the shared gaming world the two of you enjoy.
Moving, you find yourself standing in the spacious, lavishly animated virtual living room you both loved to hang around. The transition is fast but smooth, much like teleporting in the games you used to play.
Across the room, Nadia's avatar, a sensuous anthropomorphic vixen, perfectly mimics her movements, thanks to her advanced VR setup. Her piercing green eyes zero-in on your new armored form.
"Wow, soldier, that's a new look. And a sexy one at that!" She makes her way towards you, her eyes glowing with appreciation.
"Thank you, Nadia," you respond formally, your words betraying your soldier's discipline. You try to explain your current predicament, “This isn’t just an avatar skin, it’s… it’s real! I am actually in the game! Uncle Jack gave me a costume…”
You trail off, realizing how far-fetched the story sounded even in your own ears. But much to your surprise, your unusual declaration piques her curiosity. "For real, or just role-play?" she counters, reaching out, her hand gently tracing down your armored chest.
"Acknowledged, not an act. Whole armor is tangible and intact." Your words echo around the virtual room, your avatar's gruff voice taking on an undertone of discomfort as she continued her exploration.
Her paw treads lower, stopping finally at the metal-encased groin part of your armor. She lets out a slightly disappointed sigh, "No bad there's nothing down there." But even as she says it, you could see the curiosity still swirling in those animated green eyes.
"You are correct, protective gear does not have an opening there and my skin is the armor itself." You reply, standing at attention. The conversations you usually had with her seemed a world away and increasingly absurd in this current situation.
A sly grin creeps to her lips, her emerald green eyes glistening with an idea. "Hmm, hold still soldier," she orders half playfully, her fingers moving on an unseen console in her reality. A small loading circle pops up around her as she works to download your character model - a feature usually only used to examine or modify NPC structures in the game.
As she focuses on her task, a similar display discreetly pops on your field of vision. The console records each meticulous stroke on your armor. She twists and turns the model in the 3D editor, leaning close to inspect your plated armor with an intrigued expression on her virtual avatar.
The procedure seems far too real, each change subtly tugging at the actual suit. Feeling a familiar surge of connectivity, you snap upright, realizing what she's about to attempt. "Nadia," you interrupt, "You are now able to upload a model to this suit. This is not a standard function."
She looks at you, her grin widening, "Strange indeed. I've never seen this with a player's avatar before."
Seeing this as the perfect moment, you press her further, "Doesn't that prove that I am indeed inside the game? This isn't a regular avatar."
But Nadia isn't willing to concede quite yet. "Maybe, but it's one thing to tweak the armor, but real-life transformation is a whole different story."
She initiates the upload, the action causing a pleasant round of tinkling sounds as the file gets processed. You sway slightly, the system recognizing a model upload and readjusting to accommodate it into the game world seamlessly. Not convinced, but intrigued Nadia leans back in her chair, eyes full of amusement and wonder.
"Good thing I only modeled a few tweaks to your armor," she teases, raising a digit inspectingly, "But you are definitely the strangest player model I've ever seen."
Caught in the brief exchange of words, you hadn't focused on the modification Nadia imparted to your armor. Glancing down, your eyes were immediately drawn to the new addition. A strange trapezoid panel now embellished the previously smooth groin part of your armor.
"Acknowledged," you allowed yourself a small smile, "Visual update applied successfully."
Nadia leaned in, her emerald eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let's see," she murmur coyly before reaching out to tap the panel. With a soft purr, it slides in and then to the side. A new panel takes its place, unlike anything you had on the rest of your armour.
At first, it looked like an intricate piece of engineering, a series of concentric circles radiating outwards from a central nozzle with a small hole in it. "What's this?" Nadia tapped the nozzle, and to your surprise, it telescoped out.
"Affirmative, initiating… biomimetic response system," you stammer out, your soldier persona struggling to parse the sudden change. That “response system” now extending about ten inches long and two inches in diameter. It looked like a telescopic rod - no, more like a…
Nadia suddenly starts giggling and lightly brushes a finger along the strange protrusion. This new attachment has a physical sensation associated with it - a new and incredibly intimate physical sensation.
"Commence—!" you manage to get out, but your regimented reply turns into a stifled groan as an unfamiliar wave of arousal spreads through you from the point of contact. You’d been prepared for combat in that armor, not for… this.
"Command Module, recalibrate sensory… ah!" You squirm a little, fighting to stay in character. Even though you remained encased in the alien armor, Nadia’s casual gesture was building an undercurrent of very human sensations.
Your confident soldier act wavers, your lines of dialogue interrupted with soft, surprised groans. Nadia’s stroking doesn't stop, her gaze shifting from surprise to curiosity and then slowly to a playful smile.
“That’s some simulation,” she hums, a teasing edge to her words. Each finger stroke brings a fresh rush of both confusion and a rising flush of pleasure. Despite your stoic posture, your trembling body betrays your arousal.
Nadia continued to toy with the new feature, her touch light and curious. However, the subtly escalating sensation eventually built up to a crescendo. Your stoic resolve finally shatters, the pleasure becoming too much to bear and with a strangled groan, a stream of thick white liquid sprays from the telescopic rod.
Nadia jumped back with a surprised yelp as the liquid splattered only to disappear into thin gaming ether within seconds. "Whoa!" she exclaims, looking equal parts shocked and impressed. "Talk about a real-time simulation!"
"Affirmative..." you're near breathless, the fervor of the moment leaving you drained and flustered. You're desperate to prove that you're not just playing around. "Nadia... I promise, I'm not just making this up. This... this is real.”
Nadia regards your earnestness with a thoughtful look. She still seems skeptical, but a twinge of belief finally appears in her virtual green eyes. "Alright... alright, I believe you, soldier. Let's just say for now that I'm looking forward to the next ‘update’ your Uncle Jack has planned."
"Affirmative, retracting system," you manage, gathering your bearings. The telescopic rod retracts back into the armor, and the hatches slide back into their place with a soft click.
Nadia lifts a hand, looking you in the eye, "Can you remove the helmet, soldier?" Her voice trembles with apprehension, hidden behind a playful note.
With a regretful shake of your head, you reply, "Negative, Nadia. The helmet won't disengage. It's a part of me now."
However, her question brings forth a prudent solution. "However, perhaps with your ability to apply models, you could alter my form?" The suggestion hangs in the air, a range of possibilities suddenly seeming plausible within your shared virtual living space.
The idea of a potential workaround brings a smile to her face. Wide-eyed and brimming with curiosity, Nadia looks at you, clearly intrigued. "Okay then, soldier. Let's take this to the next level, shall we?"