Leah, 29F, A NEET Virgin who's given up completely

"What's the point?"

The question Leah asked herself daily.

In a few months she would be 30. A 30 year old unemployed virgin. As usual, she escaped from her anxieties by gluing herself to her PC for 20 hours in a rotation or combination of gaming, shitposting, eating and masturbating, the remaining 4 hours for sleeping, and that is what made up her entire life.

Her skin glowed a pale white against the monitor's blue light. Her perpetually-tired eyes were hidden beneath a messy mane of brown hair. Her face was attractive and her neck was lean but, everything below was plump and saggy. She was very generously endowed, but she paid no mind to her enormous assets, instead feeling self-conscious over her huge jiggly gut, her cellulite ridden beanbag of an ass, as well as her unshaven armpits and jungle of pubic hair. She utterly reeked of sweat, grease and her own sexual fluids, seldom bathing in her tiny pigsty of an apartment.

Today Leah was in an especially intense gaming, playing a competitive round of her favorite online shooter. She was in midst of a killstreak, the highest she's ever achieved and nothing on earth could pull her away from her game, not even her own bodily functions. Leah had downed 3 and a half party-sized bottles of coke over the past 4 hours of game-time, playing match after match without break. Her bladder had reached its absolute limit and Leah Just couldn't be bothered. She exhaled and spread her legs as she took aim upon her opponents head, *BANG* the soothing satisfaction of another kill washed over Leah in tandem with the euphoria of release. A waterfall of piss gushed from her panties, splashing off her faux-leather gaming chair and flowing onto the carpet below, soaking it completely.

Leah paid no mind to soiling herself. The match was seconds from over, she topped the scoreboard, the taste of potential victory overpowered the smell of her own urine. She was in the zone, this was her ga-

*BANG*

"Mother.... FFFFUCKING! CAMPERS!"

The following five minutes of Leah's life were spent screaming obscenities and abusing her own possessions, all the while still pissing herself.

Her monitor broken, her chair in two, another hole punched in her wall, her carpet further ruined. Leah was no stranger to outbursts of rage, but this was her worst yet. Her mind was broken, scrambled and fried. Everything was dead to her. She was done.

"I need some fuckin' air." It's been a very long time since Leah was last outside, the pressure of social interaction and the oppression of sunlight being far too much for her, but she didn't care anymore. Looking down upon her sweat-stained tank top and urine-soaked panties, Leah felt a final twinge of rage and tore off her only articles of clothing, destroying them and leaving herself completely naked. "I don't need anything anymore." She hatefully muttered as her fat body rippled and jiggled. She made her way out the door and into the hall, abandoning her apartment, her hatred freeing her of all that previously bound her. Whether that be her distractions, her anxieties or her shame. None of that mattered anymore. At this moment, Nothing mattered to Leah. She paid no mind to the shocked expressions of her neighbors as she passed them by, none of them recognizing Leah personally, instead wondering who let this crazed naked woman in their building. Leah pressed on, her bare feet padding down the stairs before exiting the building. A morning downpour welcomed Leah into the real world, showering her, cleaning her of the filth that encrusted and encumbered her. She glided her hands down her voluptuous nude form feeling immense sensuality, sinking one hand into her colossal teat and the other deep into her vagina, Leah began masturbating at the foot of her building and began walking further, away from all that she knew, further into the unknown, naked as the day she was born and pleasuring herself all the while.

Cameras flashing, cars honking, cat-calls and epithets hurled at her from every direction, but Leah paid them no mind. Nothing mattered to her anymore, certainly not decency or dignity. "Fuck them." She thought. Feeling an orgasm flare, Leah squirted for all to see.