The Hentai Simulation, by Footlicker8

“Good day everyone, it is a brand new year.”

“…”

“And both me and Gina are more then happy to start bright and early with reviewing our very first story of 2025.”

“…”

“...Gina?”

“We had many disgusting usernames so far, Marcie.”

“Gina please, do we have to do this every time?”

“The fucker calls himself Footlicker8! This is like the fourth most disgusting name we ever had!”

“Look Gina, it is a very common fetish. I am surprised we have not encountered it more often.”

“Probably because normally authors have at least the common decency to make some attempts at hiding their disgusting fetishes. The ones who put it in their names are always the worst degenerates.”

“On the bright side, I have an inkling that feet won’t be the only fetish at display here, Gina.”

“Really?”

“Yes. We are reading The Hentai Simulation, by Footlicker8, or to be more specific the branch: Henry, 18M [M2F genderswap, Foot fetish, Cute, Nerdy, Virgin, Male on female, Futa on female]”

“I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS!”

READING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

“The plot of this shit is wild.”

“Indeed, Gina. A meteor is about to impact on earth, ending civilization as we know it. Fortunately humanity makes contact with aliens, who provides them with highly advanced simulation technology. However not quite as advanced, as the simulation can only run on anime graphics. Regardless all humans are uploaded into this anime themed simulation and send into a fully automated space station.”

“Wait a minute, Marcie.”

“Yes, Gina?”

“You said all humans?”

“Yes?”

“What about the sharks?”

“Uh…I don’t think that...”

“ARE THEY SAVING THE SHARKS?”

“...yes, Gina, they are also saving the sharks.”

“Phew.”

You were Henry, a biracial, tall, skinny, lanky, yet handsome teen. You wore square glasses and casual clothes like hoodies and jeans. You were not into sports to say the least, instead you prefered to spend time in your imagination, coming up with your own head-canons, characters and stories for multiple franchises, most often Star Wars, and occasionally write them down.

“Scream louder that this is a self-insert story I think the people on Sentinel Island haven’t heard you.”

“Be nice, Gina.”

“I am, but only because these fucks get off from my ****. I can’t even kick this particular freak in the face, ugh.”

“The simulation is at hand and our protagonist immediately begins designing his avatar.”

“And he turns himself into the most sexed up caricature of a bimbo you can imagine. Good thing that one picture isn’t working. I don’t want to see this freakshow.”

“I am more revolted by the picture that is working, Gina. I find the lack of centering disturbing.”

“Dude wakes up in his new reality and immediately went out to have sex. Like straight away.”

“He, or rather she now certainly has her priorities straight, which is how we meet our first sex partner. A buff old chap by the name of Markus.”

“And also the introduction to the...ugh...foot stuff.”

“Indeed. I myself only enjoy this fetish as a form of humiliation. Making you kiss my feet can be quite enjoyable.”

“I know.”

“Alternatively, I can also see the appeal of feet tickling. Especially if it involves loss of bladder control.”

“I KNOW.”

“Unfortunately the focus here is very much on the foot itself, Especially the licking part of it.”

“Disgusting. They also constantly call it “worshiping” and focus on the slobbering all over it aspect. I feel like I’m on a cringe binge.”

“Gina please.”

“Seriously! What’s so sexy about a buff dude licking your feet? At least get a sexy girl doing it!”

“Speaking of which...after his first foray our protagonist does indeed enjoy some lesbian antics.”

“WITH A DICKGIRL!”

“Yes, which brings us to our second very prominent fetish here. Futa. Heh...foot and futa.”

“I can excuse feets but I draw the line at dicks!”

Then another sex scene happens the very next day.”

“This is just sex after sex after sex!”

“It does get somewhat tiresome, yes. “

“So after the sex with the dickgirl, Inez…”

“That is our protagonists female name by the way.”

“...meets up with a bunch of futa’s for a group gangbang.”

“Hmm...allow me to interject here and say that quite a few pictures are no longer working. This is why you make sure to host them yourself.”

“This one is working, though. AND HOLY FUCK IT’S A SLIME GIRL!”

“Good for you Gina.”

“It’s a pretty big picture too, so lemme slowly scroll it done some more so that I can properly apprecia...AGAHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“You really should have seen that coming.”

“WHY DOES THE SLIME GIRL HAVE A DICK?”

“If I had a nickel for every time we read a story with a Futa slimegirl in it I would have two nickels.”

“WHICH IS TWO NICKELS TOO MUCH! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK! WHY IS EVERYONE RUINING SLIME GIRLS!"

“Apart from a slimegirl the group also consists of a horse girl, which is also hung like one.”

“How long is this shit going on, Marcie?”

“Well we are only at chapter 20 of 45.”

“Fucking Hell.”

“Fucking Hell indeed. Next up, Inez intrudes on a couple who has some...acquired taste.”

“I wasn’t expecting things to get even more disgusting but then we get to those freaks who use semen as food flavoring.”

“If I had a nickel for every time…”

“SHUT THE FUCK UP, MARCIE!”

“Alright, alright, geez someone is cranky.”

“It’s the first story of the year! Is it too much to expect reading something that doesn’t make me vomit?”

“To be fair to this story, you haven’t vomited yet, Gina.”

You loaded your fork with a big bite, making sure to get as much of the special topping as possible before putting it in your mouth. It was an explosion of flavor! The sweetness of Lilly's milk and your pussy juice, as well as the salty and sweet cum, both in and on the food, combined perfectly with the cheese, all emulsified into a thick and creamy sauce that had a texture surprisingly similar to cum, although perhaps not THAT surprising come to think of it.

“BAAAAAAAARF!”

“Not over my figurine of Dan Schneider!”

“T-This is as much as I can take, Marcie.”

“Fortunately for you, Gina, from there our protagonist finally takes a break from the non stop sex and actually attends school. She also falls in love, with a male. Which, despite the fact that she had sex with plenty of males so far, is cause for concern.”

'But he's a guy', you thought to yourself, 'I'm straight, which should make me lesbian as a girl, right? Like, sure, I've fucked guys, but that was purely sexual.' Then you realized that so were your fucks with every futa girl you had met; you hadn't felt any romantic interest towards any of them. If anything, you had been more platonic with them than with Marcus and Jacob...

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure once you fucked a guy as a guy, you’re gay.”

“This guy’s a girl, Gina.”

“A guy girl who fucks guys is still gay for guys!”

“Gosh.”

“Whatever, Inez bonds with her crush over lunch. They are both into nerd stuff like Star Wars and Harry Potter. Basically, this guy is the exact copy of the protagonist in every aspect.”

“This is a bit off topic but I do want to point out that I found it somewhat ironic that these two are nerding out over Star Wars, when humanity just made first contact with aliens. Sadly, I can not say that this is not an accurate depiction of the fandom.”

So, surprise, surprise. The boytoy is also in the exact same things Inez is. So Feet and Futa and he’s totally ok if she fucks other people, because of course he is.”

“From here on out the story goes in a more or less romantic direction with the slightest sliver of tension remaining: Inez will have to confess to her boyfriend that she used to be male.”

“Geez yeah, I wonder how that will go. I’m on the edge of my seat here.”

"Of course not! I don't care if you used to be a guy!", he exclaimed happily, "I guess this is a good time to reveal my final confession as well;”

“Quiztime: Do you think the final confession is a) he is an alien b)he is an AI c) he is pansexual or d) he used to be a girl”

“I give you a hint: It’s the most boring one.”

“And thus the story concludes with a happy end. Or perhaps how happy an ending this can be after all civilization was destroyed and the only remains of humanity’s existence is a computer floating space containing a demented perversion of what life once was.”

“I’m sure as fuck ready for a meteor to destroy us all. Beats reading this shit.”

“Hmm...you know Gina, I think the author indulged in his fantasies a bit too much.”

“You think, Marcie?”

“Normally, I would not have an issue with such behavior. You should write what you love, but the constant foot licking only interspersed with futa did get somewhat old.”

“And disgusting.”

“A slight deviation with adjacent fetishes would have helped break up the monotony. Apart from that, with a premise as wild as this, the focus also could have shifted somewhat to this strange new world Inez found herself in. There was some nods to it, which I can appreciate, but a bit more of that would not have hurt.”

“Yeah! I want more sharks and less disgusting feet on futa sex!”

“Err...yes, on the plus side, the author did actually finish the story. Which is by no means the norm here. And speaking of finish, I think we can finish this futa feet fetish fest.”

“Fin.”