Falling for the Alpha Male Collection
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Bythetimetheyweredone,Jamie’sbodyfeltmorecumthanwater.Hisface wasstickyandhisinsidesweremarked.Ajobwelldonebyanyhussy’s standards.
Cumtrickledfromhislowerholeswhentheguysfreedthemselves,a testamenttotheirvirility,aswellasJamie’stalents.
Nonecamefromhismouth,butthatdidn’tstophimlickingwhathecould intoit,staininghisdroolwiththecolorofmalerelease.Justwhenyouwould havethoughthe’dhadenough.
“Sogood,”Jamiemoaned,inadaze.
Beforehecouldrecover,afreshdickslappedontohisstickychin.“Hope you’renotthinkingoftaggingoutyet.”
Jamiehadmanagedtodrainfivecocks,atthesametime,buttherewerestill twodozenmorethatwerereadytoravishhisbody.Alleagertogetstarted.
Allsoinviting.Howwashesupposedtocalmwithanall-you-can-eatbuffet ofdickcravinghim?Evenafterallthat,hisbodyrefusedtocalmdown.
Heusedhisfingerstospreadhispussy,helpingthefreshcumtodrooloutin averyperversedisplay.
“Never,”Jamiemoaned.“Comeandgetme,everyone.”
Nobodyturnedthatinvitedown.Almostinstantly,thefirstbatchofguyswas replacedwithasecond,whocontinuedwherethey’dleftoff.
Jamieshudderedasblisscoursedthroughhisbody,moaninghismuffled squealsintothedickstuffinghisthroat.
Itwasgoingtobealongafternoon,butitwasonehewasgoingtospendin hisowndigitalparadise.
Chapter2
Aspromised,Jamie’sstay,intheguild,hadbeenlengthy.Thehim-centered gangbanghadlastedforhours.
Hehadnoideahowmanyloadsofcumhe’dtakenorhowmanytimeshe’d orgasmedhimselfsilly.Allheknewwasit’dbeenalot.
Ahellofalot.
Thingsonlysimmereddownwhenalltheguyswerespent,aswasthestarof theshow.
Eventually,evenstaminapotionscouldn’tcurefatigueandthatwasthepoint thatthey’dgottento.Jamiefeltexhausted,despitethefact,inreality,he’dspent theentiredaylyinginbed.
Feltlikehe’ddoneahalf-marathon.
Jamiereleasedabigyawnanddraggedhissorebodyoffthefloor.“Ireally needtogetmesomesleep.”
“Beforeyougo,Igotamessageforyou,”oneoftheremainingguyssaid.
Halfhadalreadyloggedoff,makingthehallfeelratherempty.
“Forme?”
“Yeah.Thebosswantstoseeyou.”
“Theboss?”
“Yeah.Youknow.Thebossoftheguild.”
“Thebossoftheentireguild?!”Jamiesqueaked.“Hewantstoseeme?”
JamiehadspentalotoftimehangingaroundwithTheOblivionclan,buthe hadyettomeettheguyincharge.Incontrasttothefamousguild,littlewas knownaboutitsleader.Jamiedidn’tevenknowhisname.
Apparently,he’dbeentheonewhohaddiscoveredTheAdultRing,which madetheirsexgamespossible,andhisfavoritevibratingtail.Averyinteresting character.
“Yeah.Heaskedusalltopassiton,but…”
“But?”
“Wemayhavetacticallyforgottentotellyouuntilnow.”
Basically,they’dbeentoldtopassthisalongbeforetheirplannedgangbang, buthadwaiteduntilafterthey’denjoyedthemselves.
Men.Whatperverts.
“Whereishe?”Jamiesighed.Nowhehadtomeethimwhilehewasracked withexhaustion.
“Inhisoffice.It’sthatdoorwhichisalwayslocked.Justgoin.Youshould havepermission.”
JamieslippedoffTheAdultRing,notawarewhatsortofguythebosswas.It coveredhisnakedassets,withunfashionableunderwear,andcleanedallthecum offhisbody,likemagic.
Somuchmoreconvenientthanashower.
Jamiewanderedthroughthedoorwhichhadalwaysbeenoff-limits.This time,therewasnoissue.Itallowedhiminandsenthimintoanotherareaofthe guild,whichlookedlikeastandardoffice,asfarasfantasysettingswent.
Sittingatthewoodendeskwasaguy.Abig,handsome-looking,Prince Charmingstyleknight,wearingsomefancyarmor.
Hewasyourusualridiculouslystrikingman,whowouldhavebeencrazyhot inrealitybutwasjuststandardinthegameworld.Well,exceptforhisname.
Tyler.
Yes,Tylerisn’tausualname.Youwouldn’tmeetsomebodyinthestreet calledTylerandgaspinshock.However,suchanamewasunusualinaworld
likethis.
Everynamecouldonlybeusedonce,andtheycameonafirstcome,first servedbasis.Itwaswhymostplayersinsertednumbersattheendoftheirname oraddedinfillercharacters.Havinganameassimpleas‘Tyler’meanthe’dbeen playingthegameforalongtime.Probablysinceit’sconception.
“YoumustbeLexi,”Tylersaid.“Firsttimewe’remeeting.”
“Hithere!”Jamiesaid.“Nicetomeetyou!”
“Nicetomeetyoutoo.”
“So…whatdidyouwantmefor?”
“It’samatterI’vewantedtodiscusswithyouforawhile.I’vedecidednotto delayanylonger.”
“Youaren’tgonnakickmeout,areyou?”Jamiewhined.
TheOblivionwassupposedtobeaguildforthegame’stopplayers.Aplace reservedforthebestofthebesttogather.Notaclanoflevelonehundredelites andonemid-levelbimboslut.
“No,that’snotit.Iactuallywantedtoaskyouaquestion.”Tylerleaned forward,carefullyobservingJamie.“Doyouenjoypretendingtobeawoman?”
“H-huh?”
“Doyouenjoypretendingtobeawoman?”
“W-what’sthatsupposedtomean?!”Jamiesqueaked.
“Noneedtogetsodefensive.Iknowyou’rereallyaman.I’mnotjudging you.Thisisafantasygame.Youcanplayasanybodyyouwant.Imeanexactly whatIsaid.”
WhenJamiefirstmadeLexi,hethoughtitwasobviousthathewasacatfish.
Afterall,thatstereotypicalgirlyname.Hisoverly-sexybody.Hisflirtatious,and eventuallyslutty,attitude.Whowouldbestupidenoughtothinkthatwasthe workofarealgirl?
However,nobodyhadevercalledhimonit.Noneoftheguys,intheguild, hadeversuggestedthattheythoughthewasaman.Nottohisface,anyway.
Suddenlybeingconfrontedaboutitmadehimnervous,aswellasguiltyfor deceivingeveryone.
“Whataboutit?”Jamiehuffed.
“Itoldyounottobesodefensive.I’mnotheretohurtyou.Iwanttohelp you.”
“Helpme?”
“First,please,answermyquestion.Doyouenjoypretendingtobea woman?”Tylerpausedandrubbedhischin.“No…actually,thatsoundedrude.
I’llrewordit.Doyouenjoybeingawomaninsteadofaman?”
Hewasabouttogivetheobviousanswer.Sure,heplayedasawoman,but thatdidn’tmeanhewasinterestedinbeingawoman.
Yet,thatresponsegotcaughtinhisthroat.Afterall,itwasn’tlikehehadn’t thoughtaboutit.HeoftenwonderedwhatitwouldbelikebeingLexiinreality.
“Idon’tknow…”
“Feelingconfusedisnatural.Afterall,it’sastrangequestion,frommeorto yourself.”
“Then,whyareyouasking?”
“BecauseIcanhelpyoubecomeLexi?”
“What?”
“IcanmaketherealyouintoLexi.Icouldmakeherareality.”
ItwasquiteclearlynotsomethingJamiewasexpecting.Hedidn’tknow whattosay;whattothink.Hismindraced.
“Isthisajoke?”Jamiesaid.
“Nojoke.You’veprobablyheardthatitwasIwhodiscoveredTheAdult Ring,anaccessorythatcanalterthegame.However,itwasn’tthemost
incrediblethingIfound.”Tyleropenedatradewindowandplacedoneitem within.Asingle,unassuming,necklace.“ThisWorldShifterNecklacehasthe powertoalterreality.Ifyouwearit,youwillbecomeLexi.”
“Thishasgottobeajoke…”
“Tryitforyourself,then.Actually,thatcouldbeabitswift.Afterall,there’s nowaybackifyoudothis.Theoldyouwillvanish,forever.AndLexiwilltake hisplace.”
Itwastoomuch,toofast.ItwaslikefindingoutSantaClauswasn’treal.
Everythinghethoughtheknewwastumblingdown.
He’dacceptedthatLexiwassomethingexclusivetothegame,butnowhe couldbeherinreality?Hecouldfeelallthosesameemotionshe’dadoredinthe gameintheflesh.
Thefantasiesmadehisheartrace.Itsoundedsothrilling.He’dbecome obsessedwithbeingLexi.Thiswasastepbeyond.
“Whatifitdoesn’twork?”Jamiesaid.
“Thenitdoesn’tworkandI’maliar.Whatriskisthattoyou,besides possibledisappointment?”
None.IfJamieseriouslywantedtobecomeLexi,therewasnorisk.Eitherit failed,andhestayedthesame,orhetransformedintoasexywoman,whowas capableoffeelingotherworldlybliss.
Despitehisbesteffortstofightit,he’dlongsincedecided.
Jamieacceptedthetradeandinstantlyequippedthenecklace.Hewasgoing todoit.HewasgoingtobecomeLexi.
Hewaitedforthemagictohappen.However,nada.
“Nothinghappened,”Jamiesaid.
“Ofcourseitdidn’t,”Tylersaid.“You’restillinthegame.Ifyou’rethat curious,logoutandsee.”
Heblushed.Yep,thatmadesense.Nowaytoseeuntilhereturnedtothereal world.
Withoutagoodbye,Jamieloggedoutofthegame.Assoonasitfinished poweringdown,hiseyessprungopenandhewasstaringatthefamiliarceiling ofhisownroom.
Jamiesatboltuprightandignoredthefactthathisbodywascoveredincum, asusual.Instead,hecheckedtoseeifanythinghadchanged.
Surprisesurprise.Nadahereaswell.Therewasnosexybodywaitingfor him.Hewasthesamedullguyasalways.
“WhydidIgetmyhopesup?”hesaid,inhisnormalvoice,ratherthanthe sickeningsexyvoicethatcomplementedhisjiggling,bimbo,sexdoll.
HewrestledoutofhisVRhelmetandtosseditaside.Hefeltlikesucha moron.Whyhadhegottenhishopesupthat—
Alocalizedheatwavesilencedhisself-loathing.Hisinsidesweresetablaze.
Itfeltlikehewasspontaneouslycombusting.
Jamieshriekedinterror,deepvoiceturningmorehigh-pitchedastheseconds passedby.Heneededwater.Therewasnotimetolose.
Herushedfromhisbed,tohisbathroom,andsentcoldwatergushinginto thesink.Hewasjustabouttosplashitoverhisfacewhenhecaughtsightof himselfinthemirror.
Whatthefuck?
Hisrough,bland,masculinefeatureswereeroding.Helookedmorerounded andfemininethanusual.
Bythesametoken,hisshorthairwasnoticeablylongerandpaler.Itwas nothinglikehisusualstyle.
Afewsecondsofwatchingalertedhimtothefactitwasstillgettinglonger.
Hislashesseemedtobegoinginthesamedirection.Asforhislips,theyseemed
tobegettingbigger.
“This…itcan’tbe,”hesaid.Hefinallynotedhowhisvoicehadchanged.It soundedmorefeminine.“It’sworking?”
Helookeddownathischest.Sureenough,whatwastherecouldn’treallybe describedaspecs.Therollinghillsweredefinitelybreasts.Theywerefarsmaller thanwhathewasusedtoseeingonLexi,butbreastsallthesame.
Downlowerhenoticedhowhisskinwasbecominghairless,aswellashis hipsbecomingwiderandmorecurvaceous.
Itwasn’tjusthappening,itwashappeningbeforehisveryeyes.
Jamiecheckedbetweenhislegsandfeltnoexception.Hispackagewas shrinking.Hismanhoodwasshrivelingup,sinkingintonothingness.
Thefeelingshouldhaveterrifiedhim,butitmadehisheartthump.
“I’mbecomingLexi,”hewhispered.Hecouldn’tbelieveit.Thenecklace wasworking.
Hiseyeswatchedashistitsbloated,likesomebodydidn’tknowwhento stuffinflatingapairofballoons.Hugebynormalstandards,butasexpected fromLexi.
Itmatchedhiscurves,whichturnedknockoutstunning.Reminiscentofa Barbiedoll.Wide,child-bearing,hipswithatiny,narrow,waist.
Despitethefactthathislegsweregettingalllongandslender,hisass decideditneededtobeasbigandjigglyaspossible,toenticemenwithevery stephetook.Amatchforhiships,then.
Hetookanotherlookathisface.Therewasnothingmasculineleftaboutit.
Hisbig,blue,eyesandpuffylipsmatchedhisangelicfeatures,andthelong locksofblondehairflowingdownhisshoulders,ticklingmidwaydownhis back.
ThemirrorshowedtheLexiherecognized,projectedintotherealworld.
Jamiefeltthefinaltouchunderhisslenderfingers.Hiscockshrunkinto nothingandwasreplacedwithaclit.Underit,hisownpussy.
Hecouldn’thelpgiggling.Itwassoridiculous,butithadactuallyhappened.
Whathewasseeingwasthetruth.NoVRsimulation.He’dturnedintoachick designedtobeawalkingsexualdesire.
“Lookinggood,”Jamiesaidtohimself,voiceaperfectimitationofwhat he’dsoundedlikeinthegame.
No.Jamiedidn’tsayanything.TherewasnoJamietobeseen.ItwasLexi whosaidto herself.
Hehadbecomeashe.JamiehadbecomeLexi.Everythinghadhappenedjust likeTylersaiditwould.
“Thisiscrazy,”shesaid,unabletostopgiggling.Shedidn’tknowwhatto do.Thiswasbeyondherwildestexpectations,eventhoughshe’dbeentoldthis wouldhappen.
Therewouldbealotshewouldhavetodo.Afterall,she’djustchanged identities.Howwouldsheexplainthistoeveryone?Notlikeanybodywould believethetruth.Itsoundedtooridiculous.
AsLexiwaspacingaround,stilltoogiddytositstill,shenoticedsomething flashingonhercomputer.Amessagefromanunknowncontact.
Unknownbythecomputer,butsherecognizedthename.
Tyler.
“Hopeeverythingwentwell,”themessageread.“Ifyouwannapaymeback forhelpingyou,cometothisaddresstomorrow.I’llbewaiting.”
Lexi’sheartbegantopound.She’dhungaroundwiththeguysintheguild enoughtoknowwhatanyofthemmeantbypayingback.Tylerwantedtodothe thingsthatLexihaddoneinthegame,andhadenjoyedsodamnmuch,inthe realworld.
Shenibbledonherbottomlipandfeltawarmthwellingbetweenherthighs.
Woulditfeelasgoodasithadinthegame?Therewasonlyonewastoknowfor sure.
But,beforethen,shehadotherthingstocheck.
Sincefeelingfemalepleasureinthegame,tryingtoreplaceitwithmasculine pleasure,throughmasturbating,hadbeenacompleteandtotalfailure.Lexihad tomakesurethatitwastrulywomanlyblisswhichhadcausedthecrisisandnot toomuchaffectionfromothers.
Basically,onherfirstdayasawoman,Lexiwasgoingtomasturbateherself silly.
Chapter3
Afterclimaxingherselfintoatemporarycoma,Lexidecidedtoaccept Tyler’soffer.
Societydecreesthatitisunwiseforagirltomeetastrangerfromthe internet,butLexiwasn’tquiteusedtobeingagirlyet,eventhoughshe’dtook partinathoroughinvestigationofherownbody.
Herpersonalityhadbeentransferredfromthegame,but,tobeginwith,most ofthatpersonalitywasJamie’s.Sortofacrossbetweenhimandagiggly, bubbly,bimbopersona.
Hewasprettymuchstillinthere,actinglikehealwayshadinthefemale shellthatwasnowhistruebody.
Sorry,herbody.
Lexididn’tfeelindanger.Shewenttotheaddress,withoutcomplaint,and wassurprisedtofindabighouse.Astarkcontrasttohisdrabandlonely apartment.
Sherangthebell,onlyafewminuteslaterthanplanned.
Didn’ttakelongtogetananswer
.Thedooropened.
“Heythere,”hesaid.
Lexigasped.ItwasTyler.Thatshecouldtelljustbylookingathim,fora veryspecificreason.
“You…what…howisthispossible?”Lexisaid.“Youlookjustlikeinthe game!”
Itwasthetruth.Tylerwasaperfectmatchofhishandsomecharacterinthe game.Apartfromachangeinclothing,hewasthesamePrinceCharmingtype
thatLexihadfounddreamy.
“HowdoyouthinkIknewthenecklaceworked?”Tylersaid.Evenhisvoice wasassmoothandrichasithadbeenintheguild.
Goodpoint.Explainedhisconfidence.Hehadtransformedaswell.Didn’t matterwhathelookedlikebefore,hehadbecomedevilishlyhandsome.Ifhe wasn’tworkingasamodel,orsomethingalongthoselines,hewasleaving moneyonthetable.
Tyler’seyesscannedupanddownLexi,takingagoodlookatherbody.
“It’shardtotell,whenyou’redressedlikethat,butIpresumeitworked,”
Tylersaid.
“Ididn’thaveanyclothestowear,”Lexisaid.Jamiehadn’tprepared anythinginadvance.Instead,she’dwornthebiggestsweatershecouldfind.It wastheonlythingwhichwouldhandlehisgianttits.
Asforherlowerhalf,itwassweatpants,tocoverhermeatyass,andapairof oversizedsneakers.
Shedidn’tmindwearingthemasaman,but,asawoman,theyfeltso uncomfortable.Notstylishatall.
“Anyway,comein,”Tylersaid,welcomingLexiintohishome.
“Thanks.Niceplace,”Lexisaid,struttingin.
“Onlyjustboughtit.I’vebeenmakingakillingasamodel,recently.”
Justasshesuspected.“Icanseewhy.”
“Youknow,youcouldprobablydothesame.”
“Probably!But…that’snotwhyyouaskedmetocome,isit?”
“Totalkaboutwhattodoforaliving?Ofcoursenot.Iaskedyouherefor solelyselfishreasons.”
“AsIsuspected.”
“So,youdon’twannadoit?”
“Ineversaidthat,”Lexisaid,nibblingherplump,bimbo,bottomlip.
JustbeingclosetoTylerwasenoughtomakeherheartthump.Helookedso hot.Sobig.Sostrong.Anywomanwouldfindherselfcharmedbysomebody likehim.Hewastoohandsometoresist.Andshewastoohorny.