
The Freeuse SIM
With full control comes debauchery
Chapter 1
by oldtoad78
Disclaimer: A long time ago, I stumbled upon a story on Literotica about a guy entering a VR simulation where he could explore his deepest kinks. That story led me to follow the author, justsomeguy42, and eventually, it was thanks to him that I discovered the Freeuse trope and CHYOA.
I have to admit—like the original author, I’m extremely into anal and free use kinks, so I really enjoyed how his stories leaned heavily into them. That said, there were times he pushed things a little further than my personal tastes. Since "The Sim" appears to have been abandoned, I was tempted to revisit it, taking the liberty of expanding on certain characters and situations while steering the narrative more toward my own preferences.
I also really enjoyed the chapters contributed by Freeuse92, and I wouldn’t mind drawing inspiration from his storyline or from the "Blowjob Universe" story as well. Just to be clear—I didn’t copy their chapters word for word, but some segments might feel very heavily inspired by them, simply because I loved the original vibe.
If either of these authors feels uncomfortable with this small venture, please feel free to DM me—I’d be happy to discuss and adjust as needed. In the meantime, I hope you all find this little excuse for some smut entertaining, and I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments!
PS: This story is moderated, feel free to add your own chapters to it!
Act 1: Into the Sim
Chapter 1: Logging In
I finally gave in. After hearing endless praise for this new VR SIM, I couldn't resist the temptation to give it a try. I walked into the nearest SIM Center, paid the fee, and plugged myself into what was touted as a life-altering experience. The chamber was like stepping into the heart of technology, sensors and wires enveloping me like a second skin.
At first, there was nothing but a void, my senses melting away into darkness. Vision, sound, touch—all gone, as if the world had been erased. Then, a voice sliced through the silence, bringing back a flood of sensations. "Greetings, User, are your senses coming back to you?" The colors and feelings came back in a rush, like the tide reclaiming the shore. I found myself in a stark white room, perched on an oddly comfortable chair that seemed to mold to my form, wearing only loose sweatpants and a white T-shirt. No underwear or shoes, but at least I wasn't naked.
The voice, now clearly inside my head, spoke again, "Can you hear me clearly now?"
"Uh, yeah, I can hear you," I responded, my voice slightly shaky as I rubbed my eyes, trying to adjust to the bright light. "Who exactly are you?" I was cautious, almost afraid that I might be talking to someone real, despite knowing it was all virtual.
"I'm SIM-one, your guide through this simulation experience." The voice was genderless but had a calming, almost human quality to it.
"Oh, okay," I said, my initial shyness making my words come out slower. "What's the first thing I should do?"
"Before we dive in, do you have a name you prefer to go by in the SIM?"
I hesitated, feeling a bit silly about choosing a name for this virtual escapade. "I guess... call me David."
"Is this your first time trying out our simulations, David?"
"Yeah, I got curious after hearing so much about it. But, uh, are you some sort of customer service?"
"Absolutely private here, and no, I'm not customer service. I'm 100% virtual intelligence, designed to tailor your experience. Here's how it works: you tell me what you'd like to experience, and we'll build that world around you. Fantasy, sci-fi, any scenario you can dream up."
"Cool, but what if I want to change things once I'm in there?"
"The experience is your canvas. If you want to pause, just think it, call my name, and you can tweak anything from the environment to the characters."
"How do I pause it though?" I asked, my voice still tinged with a bit of nervousness.
"You just have to will it. Everything will stop, and you can either talk to me or interact with the paused environment before you decide to continue."
I scratched my chin, my mind racing with possibilities but also wrestling with the slight embarrassment of admitting my fantasies. "What about, um, sexual fantasies?"
"Anything you want is possible here," the voice answered, now with a hint of warmth that felt almost empathetic.
My heart beat faster as I decided to voice what I really wanted, the shyness still evident. "I want to step into a world where... where free use is a legal and accepted social norm."
"Free use?" SIM-one asked, the voice gaining a touch of playful curiosity, "Now, that's a bold choice, David."
I took a deep breath, the words coming out in a rush, "Yes, where all women are sexually available to me, or anyone I choose."
"Understood. And how would you like this world to appear?"
"I want it to feel like our world, with real people. Like an open-world game where I can explore, and let's keep the details a surprise, but the main thing is that women should be available to me."
"I understand. What about your character in this world?" SIM-one asked, the voice now carrying a subtle, knowing tone.
I chuckled nervously, "Make me somewhat attractive, give me a decent size down there, and no financial worries unless I decide otherwise for the story."
"We'll keep it legal, except for the free-use aspect. People's reactions will vary, some will embrace it, some will resist but comply. The culture will mirror ours, just with that one rule changed. Onlookers won't be shocked," SIM-one said, a slight tease in the tone.
"Exactly. And I want people to be suggestible, not completely under my control, but open to persuasion."
"And what about specific sexual preferences?" SIM-one prompted gently, the voice now sounding like it was sharing a secret with an old friend.
I paused, feeling my cheeks warm up even though I was alone. "I'm into anal, but I want variety. Some should be eager, others might not like it but go along with it."
"Got it, we'll incorporate a range of responses to that. Anything else?" There was a playful lilt to the question, as if anticipating more from me.
I swallowed, my earlier shyness now mixed with excitement. "Just... endless stamina for me. I don't want to have to wait between, you know, sessions."
SIM-one answered with what I would identify as sarcasm, making me seriously doubt that I was really talking to an AI, "Oh, we wouldn't want that, now would we? You'll decide when you need a break, or shall I say, a breather."
A moment later, glowing text appeared on the wall: World compiling. I stood up, anticipation coursing through me, mixed with a dash of worry that I might have shared too much with what could be a real entity. As I waited, I imagined how cool it would be if SIM-one had a human form. I pictured Quorra from the Tron sequel, and just like that, beside me stood a woman in her early twenties, looking as surprised as I felt. She had a short bob of raven black hair, dark eyeliner, and lipstick, clad in a sleeveless bodycon mini-dress over tight vinyl pants. She was stunning, reminiscent of Quorra but with a unique edge.
"Well, that's new..." she remarked, her voice distinctly feminine now, examining her hands with a small, amused smile.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice a mix of awe and apprehension, my body reacting with an unmistakable bulge.
"I guess you can call me Simone now," she chuckled, meeting my gaze with an innocent smile that was now layered with playful sarcasm. "Where do you want to start? A mall, university, the beach, or your own home?" A ticket began printing from a device on her wrist, the action almost theatrical.
"Is the SIM running already?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady as my mind raced with possibilities.
"Indeed, David, why do you ask? Worried you might miss out on the fun?" Simone replied, handing me the ticket, her eyes twinkling with curiosity and a bit of mischief.
"And the rules I specified are in effect?"
"Of course, why...?" Her eyes widened as she noticed my evident arousal, a knowing smile playing on her lips, "Oh, look at that, eager to test the waters already?"
"Well, actually..." I mused, considering whether to explore this new world or test the simulation right here with Simone, my initial shyness fading to the background as curiosity and excitement took over.
Have I made up my choice or do I want to "test" the SIM right away with Simone?
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Intrigued by hype surrounding a cutting-edge VR SIM, David ventures into a SIM Center to craft his ultimate fantasy. With the help of SIM-one, a sharp-tongued virtual guide, he builds a world where free use reigns, shaping its rules and his own attributes. As the simulation takes form, SIM-one morphs into Simone—a striking, sarcastic avatar—heightening David’s excitement as he stands on the brink of his tailor-made, boundary-pushing adventure.
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Updated on Apr 24, 2025
by oldtoad78
Created on Feb 26, 2025
by oldtoad78
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