Tentatively Experiment

I really did not care for this situation, to say the least. It was evident enough that the lightning shock had somehow made the game affect real life, but the extent of the effects were still up in the air. Frozen with an excited fear, I tried to save and exit the game, hoping to back up and study the alterations to the controller, but the tutorial had me locked in.

"Well, then." I thought "I guess I'll just not make a choice and let it idle."

Mickey-san, you should really test the features of your wonderful device. If you don't start soon, I'll do it for you.

She reads minds. Great.

"I assume you can understand me also, right?" I said to the device. After all, it did mention using voice for control.

Mumu cocked her head for a few moments, evaluating my question with all her might, before declaring:

That is not a command. I can only understand commands.

I sighed.

For the sake of breaking the idle, I began to move the pads up and down. In my particular perspective, one pad controlled the visibility of layers of clothing; I kept it all covered, from her sweatshirt to her yoga pants. The other moved through the various body parts of my Sister, each listing various stats. Some were mundane, like hair length, eye color, and blood type. Others were less so, like breast size and gag reflex.

I supposed, and still do suppose, that the game never stopped being an erotic game. Although it managed to adapt to the real world, it still had a very specific purpose: sexual wish fulfillment for a male audience. I really did not want my Sister to be involved in this game, but the game only understood a world where lewdness forwards the plot. It would not, and could not, entertain anything else.

I tried to minimize the damage. I selected her feet. Although feet are a fetish, I never had a particular feeling for them. The screen focused on them while making the socks transparent, displaying the feet in all their... distal glory. For the sake of being innocuous, I selected the tiniest toe on her right foot and moved it up and down. Thrilling.

In the corner of the screen, Kelly sat unaware of her wiggling toe.

This was ok. This was controllable. Situation contained.

I was beginning with the leftmost toe when Mumu popped up.

Booooorrrriiinnnggg!

Jeeze, how did I ever get paired with such a useless- I mean let me help you with that!