Panic

I know I should put the app away, delete it and never look back.

It’s obvious this game works just like all these shitty pay to win games; they’re going to hook me on the feeling of fast progress early on and then pressure me into spending money. Worse, with this game the stakes aren’t just money.

Still, I think back to earlier today. It’s been a long time since I felt powerful. Ever since school started going badly for me, everyone’s looked down on me. Mom is clearly on the verge of kicking me out and cutting me off, and Heather is distancing herself and moving up and onward in life without me. Worst of all, my ex-girlfriend Ashley started cheating on me, without even really trying to hide it.

But now, because of the app, I finally have all my power back and more. I don’t even need to give them my soul; if I could just make some money I could have any girl I want.

With enough gems, I could turn any of the women in my life into sex dolls, or servants, or whatever else I want.

Anyway, the app actually isn’t as bad as it looks. If the catch is right there, I don’t need to be paranoid. I’ve been gaming for a while, and I’m pretty good at dodging money sinks in games. The CS:GO skins I picked up last year were the most money I’ve spent on a game, and really they’re more of an investment anyway.

Yeah, I can do this. I just need to be careful, and I get all the power without the cost.

The game isn’t even charging that much for gems, considering what they can do. I just need a regular job and I can buy plenty.

Granted, getting a good job is easier said than done. I don’t exactly have a great work history. The only job I’ve had was working in a pizza joint for a while in high school.

Actually, there's a good chance that place would take me back, I was still a pretty together guy back then. The owner liked me a lot.

It’s still only 4:30, not too late to call. The owner, Gary, picks up right away. He's an older guy who inherited the shop from his dad.

He asks how college is going. This is why I hate talking to people.

“It’s going well, I’m actually taking a gap year. I want some extra time to study for the LSAT.”

I probably won’t be working there that long. Worst case scenario I tell him I changed my mind.

"Actually, I was wondering if you still need any help at the shop, I could use a little spending money."

"Well, I'm glad you asked. You're always welcome back, come in tomorrow and we'll find something for ya right away."

Delivering pizza isn't exactly high rolling, but the most important part is that a lot of the pay is in tips, and that means I don't have to wait until payday to get money.

Shit, I have a clean room and a job now, this app is actually making me a better person.

Might as well relax for a bit. I unlock my computer and browse through my anime collection. I pick out a nice isekai to pass the time.

After a while, I'm aware of my door opening behind me. Looks like mom is finally home.

I slam my laptop shut, why did she have to come in in the middle of a fanservice scene. Obviously she saw me do that, now she's going to think I was watching porn.

Why am I like this.

"James, it looks like you’ve got the place cleaned up, at least.”

She's pretending not to notice. Thank god.

She obviously isn’t going to suspect it wasn’t me who did the cleaning.

"Yeah, I figured I'd get up early today and sort things out."

"Any luck with your job search?" she hasn't asked that in a while, but I guess seeing my room clean made her feel hopeful.

"Actually called up Gary from the pizza place this morning. He says I can start this morning."

Mom walks up to my gamer chair and kissed me on the forehead. "Honey, I'm so glad to see you're finally getting out of your rut. I'll always be proud of you."

Hopefully now she'll forget about the porn thing.

The instant mom steps out of the room, I pull out my phone and open the GC app. Now that she’s home, mom is in range, and her profile is listed on the app.

Mom has a lot of the same upgrades available as Heather did, but there are a few differences. It seems like a lot of mom’s upgrades are focused on pregnancy and breeding. Is it because she's a mom? I wonder how the app chooses what upgrades are available for each girl.

There’s an option to make her permanently ovulate, and another to make her start lactating all the time. For more gems, I could give her a cum addiction, and for even more, give her an addiction to my cum in particular.

Of all the upgrades, there’s one that catches my eye:

Can’t charge rent, assign chores, or kick the user out – 10 gems.

Why am I so stupid, if I had just waited before spending those extra gems on Heather I could get rid of my biggest problem forever. I really, really need to get some self-control.

I’m not going to spend any more gems until I figure out what my long term income stream is going to look like.

Well, maybe one more indulgence.

* * *

Heather stopped into the shower after a long day’s work. She had planned on spending the whole day studying for her MCAT, but she had to take a break to clean her slob brother’s room. It would’ve gone a lot fast if he’d at least helped, but she couldn’t be too mad at him. She’d taken it upon herself to help him, and so he wasn’t to blame for how long it took.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sensation of weight on her chest.

What in the world? I’ve never been this big.

Heather couldn’t help but let loose a panicked shriek, and her shampoo bottle went clattering noisily as she dropped it.

Still not able to believe her senses, Heather threw open the shower curtains and went to examine herself in the mirror.

This is impossible.

Where she used to modest, perky breasts, now her rather large breasts dominated her profile. They were almost twice the size they were yesterday.

Am I dreaming?

She slipped her hands under her swollen mounds and hefted them up for examination. They were real. As the heat of her shower left her body, her nipples hardened in response to the cool air.

Everyone is going to think I got a boobjob over break.

While heather was still trying to wrap her head around what exactly was going on with her chest, she surprised herself by turning and abruptly striding toward the door.

What am I doing, I can’t leave. I can’t let mom or god forbid James see me like this.

But her decision didn’t seem to propagate down to her legs, which kept carrying her confidently to the door. As she neared the exit, Heather barely had time to process what was happening when she found herself throwing the door and stepping through. She barely had time to grab the hand towel hanging by the light switch before her out of control lower body carried her out into the hallway.

Her wet, soapy thighs rubbed against eachother as she walked. I didn’t used to be that big down there, either she registered in the back of her mind.

The more she fought for control, the clearer the sensation of being out of control was. When her legs first started moving it had felt almost natural, but as she tried harder and harder to regain control she became aware of an alien sensation. It was like there was someone else inside her legs, moving them for her.

* * *

My heart is racing as I hear the sound of wet footsteps approaching my door.

The footsteps come to the door and stop, then without any further warning Heather steps through, looking absolutely mortified.

She’s naked, but trying hard to cover herself. One hand is desperately holding a small white hand towel over her pussy, and once the app is done commandeering her other arm to open the door she quickly presses it up against her chest.

She pads up to where I sit on my bed. In a confident, almost sultry tone that doesn’t match her humiliated look on her face at all, she speaks.

“Hey James, need your big sister for anything?”

I didn’t plan this far, but a stroke of genius hits me.

“Actually yeah, you kinda made a mess when you came in.” I gesture to the trail of soapy water she self behind when she entered.

She looks like she’s going to hit me, but only for a split second before her other programming takes over.

Her left hand lifts the towel, giving me a clear view of her shaved pussy. Then her body does an about-face that makes her yelp in surprise.

Then, she bends over at the hip to wipe up the mess 'she made.' The view of my sister’s pussy presented right in front of me has my dick feeling like it’s about to explode.

“James” she pleads “you need to look away, I don’t want you seeing me like this!”

I switch off her awareness again. Like flipping a light switch, she calms down immediately. Apparently, whatever programming makes her rationalize her actions also makes her think the circumstances around them are normal. I do decide to go ahead and leave her awareness for the body upgrades on; it will be interesting to see how she deals with the change.

That was ten gold well spent.

The instant she’s out the door, I take my dick out. I've barely been stroking for five seconds when I explode, spewing my load over the wooden floor.

I don’t bother to wipe it up; that sort of thing isn’t my problem anymore.

Alright, I might as well try and get some sleep before tomorrow. I’ll be working, and right now I feel VERY motivated to get some money for more gems.

I’ll keep my league session to a couple hours and try to get to bed before two tonight.

It’s hard to focus on the game, my mind keeps going back to the events of today. I’m probably not getting diamond this season. Probably not staying in gold either. I don’t really care, I’m not even mad my teammate is feeding.

One monster won’t hurt, my caffeine tolerance is pretty high.

My alarm goes off, I have to be at work in 30 minutes.

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