Virtual - VR Beta Tester

“Are you sure about this?” Vanessa asked the man as she fidgeted with the cables coming out from the back of the zero suit.

“Yes. Now stop playing with those and put this on,” the man said swatting away her hands from the cables before passing her a surprisingly sleek headset.

Vanessa bit her bottom lip as she hefted the headset in her hands. She glanced down at herself, dressed in the zero suit that now had light running through it in circuit like patterns, her heavy breasts heaved as she breathed in deeply. There were also multiple wires coming out of the suit and into the supercomputer of a chair she was sat in. What exactly had she signed up for? The man looked at her impatiently. Vanessa looked away and just put on the headset.

There was a electrical buzz for a moment and then the rumble of the computer in the chair firing up before Vanessa felt a cool sensation come over the base of her skull as the headset lit up blinding her. She gasped as her sense of self fell away like a drop of water in an ocean. The cool sensation moved throughout her brain till the light faded and she found herself standing in a void.

“Hello…?” Vanessa called out as she glanced around in a daze. Green grids of light danced over her body. “Ahhhh!” She yelled in shock as she realised, she was naked here in the void. “Son of a…” She covered herself best she could, one arm trying fruitlessly to cover her massive melons as they spilled out over and below her arm, while the other hand reached down to cup her fat pussy. “Where’s my clothes you bastard!”

The grid flashed red around her. “Error running body scan,” a computerised voice said from the aether. “Please assume the correct position.” A holographic model of a faceless vaguely humanoid figure appeared before Vanessa standing in a T-pose.

“You better not be recording this,” Vanessa murmured as she chewed nervously on her bottom lip.

“Please assume the correct position,” the voice repeated.

“Fine,” Vanessa groaned before reluctantly removing her arms from her body to place them out either side of herself. She cringed as she imagined eyes on her exposed body. The man had mentioned recordings for data collection and something about a live stream for promotional material… she hoped that had not started yet.

Once more the grid danced across her before flashing red again. “Error running body scan,” the voice said again, and the inner thighs of the holographic model lit up red. “Please widen stance to separate legs into clearly defined limbs.”

Vanessa shuddered before whimpering as she widened her stance. God she must look like a real idiot right now. Her legs wobbled as the grid once more danced over her body. It felt like it was going over every inch of her and that made Vanessa whine. The grid flashed blue. “Body scan complete, character model recorded and documented as BBW-XL.”

“BBW?” Vanessa wondered allowed as she frowned at the XL part of the file… she had a feeling she knew what that stood for. Hugging her chest once more she watched as the holographic model before her transformed into a perfect digital replica of herself. Naked as the day she was born with a far less modest pose than Vanessa. In fact, it kind of looked like she was pushing out her chest and standing with a poise that suggested people be looking at her. “Can I get some clothes for crying out loud?”

“Game Tip: Starting equipment is determined by class choice,” the voice said as a new hologram appeared with a long list of RPG classes.

There was everything from very classical, staple classes such as Druid, Fighter, Wizard, Rogue and Cleric, to less usual classes such as Paladin, Monk, Sorcerer, Ranger, Warlock, Bard and Barbarian, to even less known classes such as Artificer, Dancer, Maid, Commoner and even some classes that by name alone made Vanessa’s jaw drop open. Heal Slut, Shield Whore, Sex ****, Bimbobarian, Loot Harlot and Pickpocket-Pussy among them. Vanessa reached out with a shaky hand and as she ruan her fingers over the never-ending list she watched her hologram assume a variety of clothing and equipment. All of it was very skimpy. Even for the common classes. From the chainmail bikini the paladin got and boob window furs of the barbarian’s clothes to the sheer lack of clothes at all for the druid and the skin-tight outfit for the rogue.

The less common classes somehow got even worse with a maid outfit straight out of a porno, a dancer outfit that left nothing to the imaginations with sheer silk and metal cuffs and that was not even mentioning the state of the more perverse classes. How the bimbobarian was expected to walk in those heels or the sex **** could do anything effectively in what was clearly a bondage outfit was anyone’s guess. And those were not even the worse. The Pickpocket-Pussy looked like they were on the wrong side of a harness and as Vanessa tabbed over them she watched as a larger, blank model appeared wearing the harness with her own holographic model now mounted on what was clearly the faceless being’s dick. She quickly moved her hand away from that. Eventually she just settled on the fighter. Their leather pants might look insanely tight and the fact their breastplate was literally crafted to go perfectly over Vanessa’s humongous tits leaving it look comically miss sized but at least they were fully covered. “I pick this one,” Vanessa said tapping it to try and lock it in.

“Error,” the voice said once more. “Class selection as been restricted to a paid poll of viewers watching the live stream.”

“It’s streaming now!” Vanessa screamed as she tried to cover herself again only to watch as the perfect copy of herself went back to being naked the moment her hand left the class selection menu. “Please tell me the stream is censored…” Vanessa groaned deeply looking down at the white, void like ground below her.

“Game Tip: Censor option is disabled,” the voice announced in a tone that was far too cheerful for Vanessa who felt like she was going to cry. Who knew how many people were currently spying on her naked body all over the internet? “Votes have been tallied. Of 9,321 active viewers…” Apparently that’s how many people were watching her currently, Vanessa wanted to shrink away into herself as she hugged her chest closely. “… 6,863 people paid to vote in our poll to determine class selection.” That was a lot of people… maybe her debt would be paid off faster than she thought? Knowing how it had been going so far, that was wishful thinking on Vanessa’s part. “The results have chosen your class to be…”