Touch of Waifu

Nobody knew how it all started. Not even Jason. Out of all the worlds women who loved and adored him nobody knows how it all began. From Jasons perspective he simply woke up, one day older. He was 30 now and had officially managed to become a wizard. It didn't bother him that much, he always had his countless visual novels, degrading hentai's and cute anime's to indulge in. The satisfaction he got from these medias alone was good enough for him. Despite this Jason was in for quite the change of pace.

Jason walked up the stairs from his room in the basement. He was greeted by a note on the table that his father had written. "Happy birthday buddy. I promise to buy a cake and some take-out on my way home from work. I figured when I get back we could watch one of your favourite movies or something." Jason smiled. Sounded like a good day...not any different from any other day really, except for the cake. He stretched as he pondered his newfound status as a wizard, considering what powers he would have. There were after all many great ones to pick from his favourite hentai's. Perhaps the one where you get an app that rewrites peoples common sense. That one is always hot. Or maybe a gun that turns people into sexy tanned Gyarus. Also really hot. The options were frankly endless. Oh the joy to be able to manipulate women's bodies and minds in real life. But alas...he has to keep letting it be a fantasy.

Jason grabbed some quick lunch from the fridge and headed back downstairs into his room. He logged onto his favourite chatroom and greeted his fellow weebs. Jason casually mentioned today is the day he turned into a wizard and he was considering what magical powers he should have. The discussion immediately devolved into various equally lewd suggestions as Jason had already considered. One suggestion stood out to him though. The power to turn people into waifus. It seemed fairly innocent compared to the other suggestions but it also struck Jason as the most desirable one. It felt a little more real in a way. Jason didn't understand how women functioned in real life, this was completely fair to assume. Perhaps the idea of being able to make a woman become an oversimplified anime version of themselves was appealing for exactly that reason. The power to boil down everything someone else is to pure desire for Jason as the main character. That would be kind of cool. The absolutely horrific details of such a power was completely lost on the oblivious Jason. All he really cared about was the chance to fuck some waifus in real life.

After finishing his lunch and continuing to chat for a bit Jason opened his mini-fridge to pull out some soda yet was met with nothing but emptiness. Had he drunk the last one without even remembering? He sighed as he now had to get the only exercise he ever really got. Walking to the corner shop and buying snacks. Getting up from his chair and heading up the stairs once more, he fished out some coins from a tray of assorted junk in the kitchen and headed outside. He was immediately greeted by their neighbour Ms. Wilson waving at him from her yard. She was a forty something year old total Milf, despite having no children, who for some reason lived alone with her old college roommate. Had Jason been a wiser man he would have probably been able to guess that the two were closeted lesbians. "Hey Jason! Happy birthday. Could you come over for a second?" She gestured for him to come closer.

Jason sighed...as he walked over to Ms. Wilson's porch. The neighbour would sometimes ask Jason for favours. Jason knew that his dad usually asked her to try and activate the boy a bit. It was painfully obvious that she doesn't actually need any help most of the time. Ms. Wilson brought out a tray of lemonade with a faint smile. "I figured since you're thirty years old now you could help me be a taste tester for my lemonade real quick. It has to be perfect for my niece visiting later." Jason shrugged, might as well. He was still thirsty and sure he preferred drinking soda...but lemonade was fine too. He reached forwards to grab a glass at about the same time as Ms. Wilson was stretching her arm out. Being awkward as always Jason fumbles and grabs the glass right where Ms. Wilson's hand was. He grumbles and adjusts, moving his hand up slightly and grabs the glass where the neighbour wasn't holding it herself. "Ehh...s-sorry...and thanks...." He felt embarrassed. How was he always able to fuck up simple social interactions every time. Jason tried to bury his shame by taking a sip of the lemonade. It was actually really nice. Very tart and sour and not too sweet. Not as nice as his sodas, but still not bad.

Ms. Wilson was having a much stranger experience than Jason. The moment his hand had touched hers whilst trying to grab the glass her eyes had opened wide. A shining light filling her irises as she took a couple of deep breaths in. How had she not realized how handsome Jason was? It was as if the moment he turned 30 he matured into something inexplicable. She didn't understand why she found him suddenly irresistible. She had been a lesbian her entire life. Never had she found a man attractive. But now...now this complete shut in Neet was simply adorable. She couldn't help but giggle as she brushed some of her hair behind her ear. Looking away slightly with a blush. "I...I hope you like it...."

Jason drained the glass and put it back onto the tray that Ms. Wilson was holding up. He nodded towards her. "Yeah. It was nice. Thanks Ms. Wilson." Oh my god he said thank you! Ms. Wilson was gushing. Jason just said thank you. The compliment overwhelmed her mind. It felt so good to make Jason happy. She had no idea why. But pleasing him gave her purpose. A warm fuzzy feeling worked it's way through her entire body, leaving her wanting more. She rubbed her legs together. Feeling a wetness growing. It was turning her on. Fuck she was actually getting horny, really really horny. For a man. It should confuse her but all she could think of was how good it would feel to please Jason sexually. The man was simply perfect in every way. The woman was gushing all over the place. Shifting awkwardly back and forth as she pressed her chest up slightly. Giggling. Jason looked at her confused. What the fuck was going on with his neighbour?

"Uhm...Ms. Wilson are you alright? Is the heat getting to you?" Ms. Wilson nodded eagerly. "Oh I'm feeling great Jason...I...the heat is definitely getting to me~" She said in a slightly sultry tone. Jason the ever oblivious nerd shrugged. Not picking up on her signals. "Okay...well thanks for the lemonade." He turned around and started walking away, still aiming to head to the shops to get more soda. Ms. Wilson whimpered pathetically at him leaving, but she didn't dare call out to him. what if he got mad? Either way she had this burning desire in her loins that needed to be satisfied right away. She put down the tray on a bench on her port and headed inside. Looking for her partner. Imagining her partner as Jason fucking her, ravaging her, groping her, kissing her, making love to her. She needed him so badly she could hardly think about anything else. It was quickly becoming an obsession beyond anything she had ever felt before. If Jason told her to break up with her partner she would, as long as it made him happy.