Young Woman's Descent into a Virtual World of Desire

Becky could not wait to design her character and see how close the game would make it look like her. She had bought and downloaded the new interactive game everyone was talking about called, "Horrorween". The difference in this game compared to all the others was the technology to make a character look, act and sound like you. Once you filled out the in depth personal profile, the system uses your webcam image and movement, as well as your microphone to complete the design. You do not have to have a webcam or microphone, but the player won't have the character look like them. Why buy the game if you do not want that part of it, Becky thought. She loved to play games where you interact with others, and this one seemed special.

The game allowed you to dress in your own clothes or use the over 22 million Halloween costume combinations in the database. The game was set in Halloween, and whether you wanted to go to a costume ball, trick or treat, visit a haunted house, fight legends like Jason, Freddy or Michael Myers or just stake vampires and get turned into a werewolf you get to choose. Because of the violent nature of the game, it was a for mature audiences only. That kept the kids from running amok and ruining the atmosphere like the other popular games. You can also meet up with friends and communicate with them in real time using the microphone feature. Becky was totally stoked.

She couldn't believe how long the personal profile was and how many stupid questions she had to answer, but she guessed that all the information would be used to make the game more realistic. She just wondered why she had to tell about her favorite food and whether she liked dogs or cats more. It was a bit overkill she thought. Anyway, Becky was ready for the next stage and that was the visual and voice part of her character. As soon as she put on her headphones she was instructed to speak only when spoken too, answer the questions asked in a simple precise manner, and make sure there would be no interruptions in the setup. She smiled at how demanding the game was, but it was cool all in all.

The game then instructed Becky to put her webcam on and stand in a spot where her whole body could be viewed within the video frame. She was instructed to stay put and wait for the next step in her character design. At once music played in her headphones, and Becky laughed out loud. It was one of the songs she had listed in her profile. "How cool was that?" she said to herself. She swayed gently to the music and waited.

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Logan Kindell, the creator of Horrorween was surveying the newest profile applicants behind the scenes and readying a new stage that would change the gaming landscape forever. Looking for the right young lady to be the first to go through the new application of the game, she came across the beautiful visage of Becky Josephine Hammond. She was wearing a tight yellow t-shirt that accentuated her young upright breasts and white jeans that made everyone of her curves standout in the sexiest of ways. She danced in place wearing wireless headphones, oblivious to what was about to happen to her.

There was a time wait of 5 minutes or more in this stage of character development. After which, one of Horrorween's online guides would continue with the vocal recognition controls. Logan decided to take over and make Ms Hammond his personal project. He began by adding the subliminal program to her music. She wouldn't notice the change as it wasn't detected by the conscious mind, only her sub-conscious would pick up on it. He read her profile as he glanced every so often to see if any part of the program would have its effect on her. When the second song kicked in, she started to dance more and more. Logan smiled, and let the music play out before contacting her. The young, 18 year old girl seemed like a perfect first test subject.

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The music suddenly cutoff and Becky stopped her dancing. She had a thought that she should have probably stayed still during this process. A male voice filled her headphone and she stood still listening,

"Becky," Logan began, "we are going to align the voice matrix now. I will need you to answer the questions as they are asked very clearly and precisely. Can you hear me okay Becky?"

"Yes," Becky responded,

"Your name is Becky Josephine Hammond, yes?"

"Yes."

"You are an 18 year old female, yes?"

"Yes."

"You have enjoyed interactive gaming in the past, yes?"

"Yes."

"You bought this game because it was recommended to you by friends, yes?"

"Yes." Becky was wondering how many questions she was going to answer. It seemed he was reading from the questions off of the profile page.

"You are wearing a yellow t-shirt, yes?" Logan continued.

"Yes."

"You are wearing curvy white jeans, yes?"

"Yes," Becky replied without even thinking that he had added the word curvy. They were curvy, so it was true at any rate.

"You have dirty blond hair Becky, yes?"

"Yes."

"You have blue eyes, yes?

"Yes."

"Your favorite food is pizza, yes?"

"Yes."

"You enjoy answering yes after every question, yes?"

"Yes," Becky confirmed, feeling like it was true in a weird way.

"In fact, the more you respond with a yes, the better you feel now, yes?"

"Yes," she agreed feeling rather good after responding to the question. It was like a nice feeling hit her suddenly.

"With each yes you say, the better it feels, and the better it feels, the more you want to say yes Becky, yes?"

"Yes."

"It is so hard to respond with anything else but yes because of the addicting pleasure you are receiving when you give in and say it, yes?"

"Yes," Becky replied enjoying the pleasure as it rose within her young body. She was becoming more focused on his words and not so much on thinking. She wanted the pleasure so it was becoming natural to answer with a yes after all. She wanted to feel good, and it was becoming addicting. The voice told her it was addicting and she had to agree. She was told the pleasure was increasing and she agreed as it continued to increase in intensity. She was told she was getting turned on and even if she was usually in control of such things she did feel a level of horniness overcome her senses. Each and every word she was fed, resonated within her mind and suddenly without any resistance became true.

"You have a vivid imagination Becky, yes?"

"Yes," Becky agreed. She knew that to be true, but never gave much thought to it. When the voice instructed her to see a descending spiral wooden staircase, she saw it as if she was on it. The voice guided her effortlessly down the stairs as her mind relaxed more and more with each imaginary step she took. As the voice counted the steps down with her, Becky found herself focusing more, relaxing more, and she received more and more pleasure as a reward for her obedience. The tingly warmth between her legs and the hardening of her taut nipples were evident of her submission. She found that the more she pleased in giving into the commands, the more she wanted to please. The more she wanted to please, the more pleasure she received.

The number of steps in the spiraling staircase seemed to be endless as she continued to move down, but she was lost in the voice. She did not seem to care about much of anything except for what the voice instructed her. When Becky was told upon reaching the last step she would be totally accepting of all requests and never question anything, she did just that. She obeyed like the good girl she was. Becky was tested immediately to show her obedience and she enjoyed the wonderful idea to do a slow strip tease to please the voice. She wanted to please so much, there was no hesitance as soon as she heard the music play in her headset. Her hips started to undulate as she began to remove her t-shirt.

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Logan was pleased with the young woman's submission. She had succumbed to the hypnotic *********** perfectly, and now with the first real test underway there was no denying he had picked the right subject. He sighed in appreciation as he witnessed her sexy satin light yellow bra come into view. Her strapless b-cup breasts were perfectly held upright in a manner so inviting that a celibate man might be tempted to see what lay beyond. Her tan and toned tummy looked as it was carved by the Gods themselves. A 6-pack was popping out, but not too muscular to know she was all woman in every way. When Becky unzipped her white jeans and placed her thumbs in each side of her waist band she revealed hips that would make any girl jealous. Those curvy jeans did not lie in anyway. She turned around slowly showing off one amazing ass before wiggling her jeans down. As Becky slowly pulled down her pants she gave her audience a show as she bent over exposing her matching satin light yellow panties. In this full view position she lifted one leg at a time to remove herself from the leg attire. As she straightened herself with her back still to the camera Becky turned her face to the right and smiled. Her full puffy lips and blue eyes made her look both sexy and innocent at the same time.

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Becky reached behind her to undo her bra, and then holding the loose bra against her breasts she turned back around teasing in the best way she knew how. Although she was without a boyfriend and never had done anything as erotic as a striptease, Becky could still imagine how to do a sexy one for someone. She knew that guys loved such things. In her alone time she might look in the mirror and put on a small dance number for herself. Thinking the whole time that her workouts had paid off and when she found Mr. Right she might be able to share her shapely dance number with him. There was something so satisfying in pleasing others in such a way.

She had played with herself a few times in front of the mirror, but she was not able to push herself over the top no matter how horny she became. Her friends talked about orgasms like they were

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