Fall of the Holy Moon [aware, altered]

Having lived an incestuous life of my fantasies, I was left at a crossroads. Earth was destroyed by now and most of my small hometown ended up selecting to be on my server. I didn’t mind because the entire thing was based on subconscious consent. We would only experience the lives we desired, & in the way we wanted. The irony being the NPCs were essentially still people and they were of little concern.

Another of my favorites that I had recently found was Fall of Holy Moon. It is a Pretty Soldier Sailor Moon story were all the pretty guardians are seduced & conquered by a futanari pretty angel. Now I had a chance to experience that as Sailor Angel.

Making the story exactly the way I wanted was important. Sailor Angel’s goal and objectives always made me wonder about alternate scenarios. However, now I can experience it outside of my own head cannon. Instead of capturing & imprisoning the sailor angels I would be corrupting them in life itself. The story was erotic, I just lacked any desire to actually harm them.

There was no time limit for this story, so I made sure to create a persona for Sailor Angel that could live comfortably and without needing to stress over more mundane concerns like bank accounts.

A version of my mother’s body make an appearance as Sailor Moon’s mom, but as a younger version of herself. I also failed to have a desire to actually cuckold my father, unless maybe if he was into that… don’t know. Not the same age as me, that would just be weird, but this world would act mostly like earth in terms of mundane concerns such as aging, eating, pregnancy, et cetera. However

Literary attempts to shorten the period of gestation always seemed to fail in the stories read by me, so I stayed away from that. She would be thirty-four. After finding herself pregnant with Usagi, Sailor Moon, at the age of sixteen. Yes, I was making minor changes to the story, but this is what I wanted.

I did make a change from previous lives and made this version of the story public & joinable. Again, all servers were based on subconscious consent. It would be interesting to see if that happened, & if so for how long. From my earlier experiences, I already knew the characters were just like real people with their own inner & outer conflicts. That is what made this so seductive.

The last option was whether or not I wanted to be aware of what was going on. Think about it like having a dream vs having a lucid dream. I had already preselected the option to be aware this time. I had already chased the thrill of **** with a woman whom I perceived as my mother. This would allow me to make minor changes midstream while living life as a version of Sailor Angel.

[SUBMIT] glowed green until it was pressed. Then the button changed color to red and said [LAUNCH]. The roller coaster ride of actually living out a hentai fantasy was staring at me in the virtual face, & it had my had shaking with in trepidation. This fictional reality would become as real as breathing was on earth, & there was little holding the computer back from creating new content based on my choices… in fact, the entire thing was new content really & that made is what excited me about it.

Abruptly there was a flash of lavender light after I pressed the button with my index and middle finger of my shuddering right hand.