Jack, 22, Male (Foot Fetish)

In the London borugh of Hammersmith, lived a bright spark of a young man. His name was Jack Jones. He wasn't your typical kinda guy. Jack was pompous, proud, adventurous, daring, funny and an all-round nice guy. Jack was roughly about 5 foot 4 and for his body type, he was quite slim. As for his clothing, Jack wore a dark grey coloured long sleeved shirt, dark blue jeans rolled up at the ankles and teal coloured plimsols/slip-on flat shoes with no laces, because they were easy for Jack to slip his feet into and out of.

Jack was very intelligent. He had an IQ of 160 and his dream job was to become a famous TV presenter! If he went on the BBC quiz show Mastermind, his specalist subject would probably be Television or Broadcasting.

Now, Jack had a variety of hobbies. Including composing music, making YouTube videos and yes...tap dancing! However, if and when Jack isn't doing any of these things, he would just be relaxing on his sofa, watching TV. When he saw a BBC news report about the end of the world, Jack just scoffed. "Tch! Everyone is so overdramatic these days..." he said to himself. Jack spoke with a clear and distinticly British accent. As he switched channels to ITV1, their news was covering the exact same thing! Channel 4 as well! and Channel 5...and even Sky News!

Jack was bewildered by every news station being bombarded with "End of the world" this and "We're all gonna die" that. Getting up from his sofa, Jack walked to the window and looked outside at the chaos. "Honestly..." he grumbled to himself, "Why must everyone act so...anarchic?" Then, he looked down at his shoes. "At least I still have you two." He smiled as he petted them. "If we're gonna somehow die in this apocolypse, we shall die together." His feet tapped the floor as if they were agreeing with what Jack said.

Now, Jack has a thing for feet. He would call it an "obsessive liking" but we all know it's a straight up fetish! However, the only pair of feet he loved more than any...were his own! He would pamper them, clean them and even play with them! Yeah, Jack sure does love his own two feet! Anyway, back on topic!

Jack was again watching the BBC when he heard them mention something about a server. "Huh...a server..." he trilled in amazement. He kept watching the report. In it, they mentioned that people would be able to upload these things called "avatars" of which, when in the server, that person would become! Jack though it were a great idea! So, he booked an appointment for a 3D scan.

A couple of weeks later, Jack recieved a message from the clinic that they were ready for his scan.

At the clinic, Jack entered a room with a giant scanning machine! "This machine..." explained one of the doctors, "Will take a 3D scan of your whole body so that we can prepare you for your upload." As Jack was slid under the scanner, he couldn't help but think about what he wanted his avatar to look like. When Jack got back to his apartment, he wondered what his potential new look would be.

"Hmm..." he though, "Maybe I could make them look...cute? I mean, not to say that this avatar WILL look cute...I have to MAKE them that way." About a week after the scan, Jack's phone buzzed! It was time...to create his avatar! Jack opened the app and there it was! His blank avatar, ready to be customised! First of all, he had to choose whether he wanted it to be a male or a female. "Hmm...maybe I'll go with female." he said as he selected the female option. Next was the skin tone. "Okay...skin tone...maybe I'll go with...this like...darkish brown one."

The options he chose were long orange colour hair, a height of 5 foot 4, a weight of 126lbs and a body type of slim. Just then, another option caught Jack's attention. "Whoo! Look! at! That!" he said to himself as he stared at the different types of tits, "Should I have big knockers...or small ones?" After a few moments of thinking, Jack went for the big ones! He then chose an eye colour of red.

Finally, when everything was ready, all Jack had to do now...was think of a new name for this avatar! "Now then...what would I want to be called on this server?" He pondered. "Jackie....Jacklynne....No. How about...Sarah?...no, too formal. Diredre? Nah, too British. How about...Chelsea!" Jack liked the name Chelsea because it was also the name of a place in London and a football team!

And with that...Jack would be going into the server...as Chelsea! In the description, he put that Chelsea is a girl who loves to have fun and has a great sense of humour! She is daring, passionate, kind and a bit of a tomboy. She has a bright and bubbly personality and is always willing to make new friends!

1 week later and it was time for Jack to go into the server! In the facility, he was greeted by a nice doctor. He got onto a table as he was injected with what Jack called "The Sleepy Stuff". As Jack slowly drifted off, he decided to sing one final song as this would be the final time he would ever hear his old voice. "Underground, overground, wombling free..." he sang as he slowly dozed off, "The Wombles of Wimbledon....commo.....are......ee......mak...ood u....o the.....hings hat ee hind...hings hat hee e-he-day...folks...leave....behind...." as he finished, he eyes finally closed!

And so...it was goodbye Jack...and hello Chelsea!