Virtual Vixens

In the heart of a massive urban city, a young slim adult man named Ethan Sullivan slammed the door behind him as he entered his bedroom. “Who gives him the right to tell me what to do with my life?” Ethan said to himself as he approached his desk with his computer on top of it. “So what if I haven’t even posted my resume online? Doesn’t give him the right to tell me to do so!”

The man Ethan was questioning the validity of was none other than his roommate and best friend, Ryan Thompson. The two were opposites in a lot of ways. While Ethan was laid-back, Ryan favored diligence, Ethan exuded an air of confidence, Ryan found it a challenge to express himself, Ethan often made inappropriate jokes or comments, and Ryan is chaste. Ethan was also often emotional while Ryan seemed to act like nothing phased him. So while Ethan didn’t much care about the fact that he has no job, after all, Ethan’s work could more than pay for it, so he is often hounded by Ryan to find a job.

‘Might as well do what that bulky prude wants just this once.’ Ethan thought to himself as he made a LinkedIn profile and posted his resume on it. After an hour of this, Ethan saw his work as complete and opened a new tab, and found his favorite porn site. He remembered that his favorite actress was posting a new video today and so as he searched for it he noticed a strange ad. ‘What the hell could this website also hear what I say?’

The ad promised a job where the worker could be paid for the work they do at home. Exactly what the lazy but job needing Ethan was looking for. Ethan pondered on whether he should click the ad or not before saying to himself, “Eh, why not? Worst case it sets off my virus scanner.” As he clicked the ad he was brought to an entirely new tab with a ton of words for him to read. “I just wanted to rub one out…”

Ethan sighed in frustration as he scanned through the overwhelming amount of text on the new webpage. The words seemed to blur together, but he managed to make out a few key details. It appeared to be an advertisement for a remote work opportunity, promising high pay and flexible hours. Curiosity piqued, Ethan continued to read, his initial annoyance at the intrusive ad gradually turning into cautious intrigue.

The webpage detailed a job opportunity that seemed almost too good to be true. It claimed to be an exclusive program for a select group of individuals who were willing to work from home and earn a substantial income. The requirements were minimal—reliable internet connection. The ad emphasized that no prior experience was necessary, promising comprehensive training for the chosen candidates. Ethan continued through the page where he now had to sign his name next to the rules for the job. As he signed these he noted them, ‘Consent to search history, sure they advertise with porn sites they can’t have high standards. Strict adherence to scripts, is this an acting thing? Some stuff about enforced appearance, I can abide by a dress code I suppose.’ That was the last of them so he submitted his application.

Excitement and anticipation welled up within Ethan as he clicked the "Submit" button. He leaned back in his chair, contemplating the possibilities that this remote job opportunity might bring. While he had initially been frustrated with Ryan's constant pestering about finding employment, Ethan now saw this as a potential turning point in his life. As he relaxed he heard the notification from his computer and regarded it with shock, “APPROVED!? I hit the submit button five freaking seconds ago!”

As he tried to investigate he noticed that the screen of his computer was frozen. “Was it a virus after all? How could this happen? I have the best virus scanner in the nation!” As Ethan said this a bolt of electricity came out of his monitor and almost touched him. “What the fuck was that!? Do I unplug it or will that kill my computer?”

The computer crackled with electricity even more than before Ethan felt a weird tugging feeling. “Hey! What the-! AHHHHH!” Ethan screamed as he was pulled towards his computer. As Ethan was pulled in the monitor showed Ethan falling into the computer before he landed and was surrounded by pink.

As Ethan came to he noticed he landed on a bed and as he looked around he realized he was in an overwhelmingly pink bedroom. “That sucked… What the heck just happened?” Ethan asked as he continued to scan his surroundings. “Where am I? This sure isn’t my room.”

Ethan slowly sat up on the pink bed, taking in his bizarre surroundings. The room was a vibrant mix of pastel pinks, with fluffy pillows, frilly curtains, and various girlish trinkets adorning every surface. It was a stark contrast to his own minimalist and slightly messy bedroom. Puzzled, Ethan tried to recall the events leading up to his sudden arrival in this peculiar place. The last thing he remembered was being pulled into his computer after witnessing a bolt of electricity emanating from the screen. It seemed like something straight out of a science fiction movie, but here he was, surrounded by a room that could only be described as excessively feminine.

Ethan then felt a shock run through him as he yelped in pain, “Ouch! Wait, did I just get shocked?”

“Welcome to your new career at ‘Virtual Vixens Studios’. Results incoming.” A monotone female voice filled the room as if to answer him. “Commence disrobing.” Not catching what she said, Ethan began asking the voice questions.

“Ahh, who’s there? Lady, can you please tell me where I am?” Ethan asked the voice before his brain caught up to her words. “I am not going to disrobe until-WOAH!” Ethan said before looking down to see his clothes seemingly dissolving. Instinctually his hands flew down to his crotch to cover himself.

The voice continued, undeterred by Ethan's protests and surprise. "Your attire has been temporarily removed to facilitate the initiation process. Please remain calm and follow the instructions for seamless integration into your new role."

Ethan's heart raced, his mind struggling to comprehend the situation he found himself in. He desperately looked around for an exit or a way to escape, but the room appeared to be sealed shut. Panic started to set in, and he frantically called out again, "Please, someone, help me! What is this place? Why am I here?"

Silence hung in the air for a moment before the monotone voice responded, devoid of any emotion. "You are now in the Virtual Vixens Studios, a cutting-edge virtual reality environment where you will fulfill your duties as an adult performer. Your consciousness has been transferred into a virtual avatar to engage in adult-themed content. This is your new career."

Ethan's eyes widened, a mix of shock and disbelief washing over him. He had stumbled upon an ad for a remote work opportunity, but he never anticipated being thrust into a world he had no desire to be a part of. He had never expressed any interest in adult entertainment, and now he was confronted with the reality of becoming an unwilling participant. His mind raced, searching for any possible way to escape or reverse the situation. He tried to reason with the voice, his voice trembling with fear. "No, this can't be happening! I didn't sign up for this! You have to let me out!"

The voice remained unyielding, responding with the same mechanical tone. "I'm sorry, but termination of your contract is not an option. Your acceptance of the terms and conditions during the application process binds you to your new role. Your only path forward is to embrace your new career as a Virtual Vixen performer."

Desperation welled up within Ethan as he realized the gravity of his situation. He needed to find a way out, to regain control over his life. Despite the odds stacked against him, he resolved to navigate this unfamiliar world and find a way to escape his virtual confinement. The monotone female voice continued to which Ethan could only assume was an artificial intelligence, “The first search result is in. Accommodating…”

“Search result?” Ethan said in confusion before he felt a strange sensation enveloping him. The voice tried to ease him yet Ethan couldn’t hear as he was too engrossed in the changes his body was undergoing. He breathed deeply as he tried to calm himself, “Oh god, I feel like I am going to be sick. Can a person sweat like this in a dream?”

“Ugh, why can’t I move? I-” Ethan suddenly realized as his slim but masculine body was turning into a woman’s. Ethan then took a deep breath before letting out a blood-curdling scream as it continued. “My body just changed!? What’s happening to me?”

Ethan's voice had transformed into a higher pitch, sounding distinctly feminine. Panic consumed him as he examined his body, now adorned with feminine curves and features. His once broad shoulders had narrowed, his chest had grown, and his hands were delicate and petite. He ran his fingers through his hair and felt long, silky strands cascade down his shoulders. It was a disorienting and terrifying experience, and Ethan struggled to come to terms with his new reality.

“Please stand by. Everything will be-”

“Agh, my dick! It feels like it is being pulled inside of me!” Ethan screamed as he looked down to see that was in fact happening. He gasped a feminine gasp as it continued. “That feels so weird. My balls feel so tender.”

The monotone voice from before, still devoid of emotion, attempted to reassure him once again. "The process is nearing completion. Please remain calm. Your new form aligns with the requirements of your role as a Virtual Vixen performer." Ethan's mind raced, struggling to comprehend the magnitude of the changes happening to him.

“We are accommodating our search results. Please keep calm. The process is entirely normal.” The voice explained seeking to calm Ethan as his body continued to shift. Ethan tried to speak but he found he could hardly do so as even his facial features were changing. “You are in the Virtual Vixens Studio’s distant recording office, where our actors can record scenes for our browsers without needing to leave their homes.”

Ethan's mind was in turmoil as he absorbed the information. This was beyond anything he could have ever imagined. He had gone from a frustrated job seeker to a potential adult performer to now being physically transformed into a woman. It felt like a nightmare, but the pain and sensations were all too real.

As the transformation neared its completion, Ethan's voice faded to a whisper. His body trembled as he tried to come to terms with his new appearance. Once the changes had settled, Ethan found himself standing in the pink bedroom, now fully transformed into a woman. Her once masculine features had softened, replaced by a feminine charm.

She looked down at her new body, taking in the sight of her breasts, hips, and the feminine curves that now defined her form. Tears welled up in her eyes as a mix of fear, anger, and confusion overwhelmed her. She couldn't fathom how her life had taken such an unexpected and drastic turn. **** for answers, Ethan's voice quivered as she pleaded with the voice once more. "Please, you have to stop this. I never consented to any of this and I know as I looked through all the text you gave me. I just want to go back to my life, my own body!"

“I am Clara, your A.I. trainer. Today I will be explaining all the features as I guide you through the script.” The voice introduced herself as Clara without even acknowledging what Ethan said. “Your second popular search result is accommodating.” Ethan’s emotions quickly turned from confusion and desperation into pure anger.

“Script!? I am not following any script, especially not like this!” Ethan shouted as the changes began once more. “You turned me into a woman, that’s impossible! If all of this is virtual then why can I still feel it all? Change me back-oh my!”

As Ethan said this she was in front of the mirror and saw the changes occurring to her. “Platinum blonde hair, growing assets, those assets looking especially fake… Am I turning into what I think I am?” As Ethan asked these questions she looked on with horror as the changes continued. Unconcerned with Ethan's own concerns, Clara explained the capabilities of the Virtual Vixens Studio’s distant recording location.

Clara's voice echoed through the room, her tone remaining indifferent to Ethan's distress. “Virtual Vixens Studio’s distant recording location doesn’t restrict itself to the sensibilities of other modern virtual worlds. While they aim to provide a sensory experience we at Virtual Vixens transport the user directly into our world with our revolutionary technology.” The A.I. explained as Ethan approached the mirror stunned silent as her transformation continued.

Ethan's reflection revealed a woman who could only be described as an exaggerated caricature of femininity. Her once subtle curves had transformed into an exaggerated hourglass figure, with unnaturally large breasts and an impossibly small waist. Her facial features had been altered as well, with plump lips, heavily accented eyes, and flawless porcelain skin. She looked like a hypersexualized version of a woman, a distorted ideal that clashed with her sense of self. Her worst fears were true: she has been turned into a bimbo.

"No, this can't be happening," Ethan muttered, tears streaming down her face. She reached out to touch her face, her fingers trembling. The softness of her new skin sent shivers down her spine, a constant reminder of the reality she was trapped in. Ethan turned away from the mirror to scream at Clara. “There must be a mistake. This truly can’t be-”

“No mistake,” Clara said simply. “This shoot has been given this month’s top three search results. Bimbo, Lesbian, and Sixty Nine from most popular to least.” As Clara said this Ethan realized what this meant and knew she was about to meet one of her coworkers if this A.I. were to be believed. Sure enough, she heard the sound of a door opening and turned to see the woman that she assumed she was going to have to have sex with as she closed the door behind her.

Honestly, if Ethan met this woman on the street she would be too stunned by their beauty to even try and flirt with her. So I guess she could consider this a blessing that she is at least sleeping with a woman way out of her league thanks to this incident. “Hello, the name’s Alex Reynolds, and I will be your mentor for as long as you work here and partner for this shoot.” The woman greeted me as she walked up to me and held out her hand.

Ethan looked at the outstretched hand, feeling a mixture of unease and attraction. Despite the bizarre circumstances and the distressing changes she had undergone, she couldn't help but notice the undeniable beauty of this Alex Reynolds. Taking a deep breath, Clara composed herself and reached out to shake Alex's hand. Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, "H-hi, I'm Ethan. It's, um, nice to meet you, Alex." Ethan couldn't help but feel a surge of embarrassment at her naked and altered appearance, though she supposed she and Alex shared the naked aspect, worried about how she would be perceived by her new mentor and partner.

Alex smiled warmly, seemingly unfazed by Ethan’s appearance. "Nice to meet you too, Clara. Don't worry, we'll make a great team. I'll show you the ropes and help you settle into your new role here at Virtual Vixens. It can be overwhelming at first, but I promise it gets easier with time." As they began to converse, Ethan discovered that Alex had been with Virtual Vixens for quite some time and was considered one of their top performers. While Clara couldn't deny her attraction to Alex, she also sensed a genuine kindness and understanding emanating from her.

The two of them then heard a loud bleep. “Oh, that’s the ‘hurry up and do your job’ noise. How experienced are you with sex Ethan? Discounting the fact you are not your original gender of course.” Alex explained to Ethan before asking her.

Ethan was surprised as she didn’t tell her she was originally a guy, though I guess with the name Ethan it was kind of obvious. “Very little,” Ethan admitted as a blush appeared on her face. Alex smiled at her admission and Ethan couldn’t help but feel a chill roll down his spine at it. She then felt the surprising grip of Alex’s hand as she was soon dragged towards the bed with Alex eager to begin.