Message-ID: <14712eli$9808232218@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: lordshon@aol.com (Lord Shon) Subject: Get R.E.A.L Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998082323184400.TAA12601@ladder01.news.aol.com> This is a story for Celeste's Virtual Reality Contest. It invloves sex between a man and holographic light. This story is mine but feel free to archive, print or share as long as you don't make any money from it. All comments are welcome by e-mail. Get R.E.A.L. By Shon Richards William was excited about the new software he was adding to his personal Practical-Reality room. He was easy pickings for the salesman who told him about the latest in "Reality Enhancement Actualizer L-drives" or REAL for short. Apparently the REAL was capable of creating more realistic personalities in VR characters. Instead of characters who had a limited choice of verbal and action responses, the REAL made sure that every character was unique and realistic. It did this by analyzing the primary functions of the character in the storyline and extrapolating details from the database information. A normal VR unit already did a small amount of extrapolation, but the REAL was guaranteed to have a unique personality for each person. The salesman tried to point out the other features of the REAL to William, but William ignored him, and insisted on buying it right away. William had one use for the REAL and it didn't have anything to do with more realistic scenery. Like eighty percent of the Practical-Reality's owners, William used his almost solely for sex fantasies. He had started to notice how all of his virtual romantic receptacles were starting to act alike. It was beginning to slow his passion when he had realized that Mona Lisa and Cheerleader Cindy would make the same noises in bed. Hopefully, the REAL would add excitement back to his masturbation again. His upgrade installed, William brushed his hair and put on a shirt that didn't have any stains on it. Ready for love, he decided on which fantasy he wanted to experience the enhanced effects of first. It was an easy decision, he requested Salina Bluetit, Warrior Elf, from his Practical-Reality database. The room shimmered and he saw himself in the Red Castle of Terror. The walls were blood soaked, but the couch in the middle of the room looked surprisingly soft. This was the treasure vault, and William The Mighty had managed to slaughter his way through hordes of Terror Demons to make it here. He looked around at all the open chests of gold and gems, the brilliance of the wealth washing over him. On cue, Salina Bluetit entered. Her delicate elfin body clad in a chain-mail bikini. Salina ran a small hand through her waist length golden hair and William once again sighed at the sheer beauty of her face. The sigh turned to horror as he watched Salina swing her sword in a single motion through her own hair. She chopped her gold curls to the nape of her neck, letting all that wonderful hair fall to the floor. "William, why haven't I done that before? How in the realm was I going to survive carrying all that hair around?" Salina asked all of this as she approached William. William decided that even with short hair, he couldn't wait to plunder Salina. "Don't worry about Salina," William answered, "you're still the most beautiful Warrior Elf I have ever seen." Salina blushed in response to his compliment. William noted that her skin turned red around the face and shoulders. The program had never been this realistic before, usually a compliment only prompted the next phase of dialogue. His cock surged within his pants as he wondered what other enhancements were to come. "Salina, I have done as I have sworn. I have defeated the dark forces of the Castle of Terror. I have saved your village from the Terror Demons. I am ready to collect my reward as our agreement. Is there something wrong? You don't seem to be listening." "I'm sorry Mighty William, but for some reason, my armor is chafing the Hades out of me!" Salina quickly disrobed from her chainmail bikini, tossing the minute scrap of armor to the floor. She stood before William as naked as the day she was born. Her small delicate breasts with their blue nipples were a bright shade of red. Her crotch with the lovely patch of blue hair was also red and William swore that she was actually bleeding in places. The sight of the blood made him a little squeamish and he fell to the comfort of the couch. Salina watched him as he looked away. She approached him and drew her sword again. William's eyes bulged as she placed the sword to his chest. Despite the sharp point on his chest, he couldn't help letting his face betray his squeamishness at her cuts and abrasions. "I don't think you are William at all Demon!" Salina said. "The mighty hero William wouldn't be disturbed by something as small as blood, and he certainly wouldn't fear my sword. It was at the last full moon that he defeated me in single combat, thus insuring that he was worthy of my maidenhood. Draw your sword and defend yourself, we shall see if you are my William or not." William stood and drew his sword. This was not in the script, but he wasn't worried. He had the combat difficulty set at the lowest, this shouldn't take long. He made a dramatic lunge, and watched as Salina's sword buried itself in his chest to the hilt. His body flashed red to indicate that his character was now dead. Shocked, he just stood there as Salina walked off in search of her love. After listening to her calling out to her hero a few times, William ended the program in disgust. He obviously had a lot of rewriting to do before he could play that scenario again. Who would have thought that chainmail would chafe? He decided to try something more straight forward. He selected "Prom Night", a special fantasy he had created with his high school yearbook. At least now there wouldn't be any combat or blood involved. Tina was waiting for him. Her red prom dress displaying the generous cleavage just as he had remembered it. Of course, he never got within ten feet of her at his high school prom, but he had memorized every detail. He had carefully reproduced her long red hair, her sparkling green eyes and, of course, her very mature breasts. For his own amusement, he gave Tina a powerful sex drive and a complete dedication to him. Already he noticed improvements. Her hair moved how and it carried a smell he had never noticed before. Her chest now had small freckles that he realized he had forgotten when he had written her. The best part were her eyes, Tina appeared to be looking at him with total desire. "Hello Tina, I'm glad you decided to come with me to the prom," William said to his date. He took her hand with the confidence he had never had in high school. He led the most beautiful girl at the prom to the dance floor and basked in the envious stares of the others dancers. "Oh William, there isn't anyone I would rather be with tonight." She replied. William marveled at how young and tender her voice now sounded. William kept the scripted dialogue going with "I wasn't sure you would go out with me, you always seem to be hanging on Barry's arm." Tina's sparkling eyes dimmed slightly. "I realized that Barry was cheating on me, so I dumped him. It was after I dumped him that I noticed how you always seem to be around when I needed you. Remember how you let me copy your exam in History? Or that time you wrote my term paper and all I did was flirt with you a little bit? Oh William, I'm so sorry I treated you so badly!" Tina buried her head in William's shoulder and started sobbing. Their dance steps faltered and people looked at them wondering what was going on. William was excited by feeling Tina pressing against him but he was completely uncomfortable around a crying woman. He was more worried about how this crying wasn't in the script. He patted her on the back in what he thought was a comforting manner. "William, would you hate me if I didn't feel like dancing anymore?" Confusion made William pause before answering. "I could never hate you Tina, what would you like to do?" he asked. "I want to go with you back to your car and thank you for being my true friend." She whispered into his ear. Her warm breath on his ear was something he hadn't felt before and he liked it. His imaginary Cadillac with the extra long back-seat waited for him, and William couldn't believe his excitement in fucking his high school crush. He had run this program at least once a week for seven years, but this time felt like the first time. William almost giggled as he thought about what the REAL would do with the lollipop skills that he had programmed her with. He just hoped that the REAL wouldn't make her bra any harder to open than it already was. They left the prom and almost ran through the parking lot. His heart was racing as he watched Tina almost fall out of her prom dress. He was unlocking the car door, when he heard someone behind him. Looking, he was horrified to see a very pissed off older man. He quickly checked his memory for who the hell this was in his program, but couldn't think of anyone. Tina told him soon enough though. "Dad! What are you doing here?" she asked. "Tina, I've raised you long enough to know when you are planning to do something big," her father answered. "All you've talked about all week long is William here. Just look at him Tina! He isn't tall, or handsome. I know his father so I know he isn't rich. I figured the only reason you talked about him so much is because he has you on drugs." William was paralyzed. Despite the fact that he was twenty-five, Tina's father had the presence of an adult. It was strange how the REAL gave her father a seven foot tall presence. It seemed appropriate that the father figure would have the manner of a drill sergeant. William was thinking of something to soothe the man when Tina responded like she had been programmed and enhanced to do. "Dad, I LOVE William and I want him to be my first! We're going to make love tonight and there isn't anything you can do about it!" William managed to stop the program just as Tina's father had slammed William's head through the Cadillac windshield. He didn't feel any pain, but it certainly was weird to see glass shatter at such close proximity. It made him feel good to hear Tina yelling for her father not to kill, him but he would much rather have fucked her. William sat in the empty Practical-Reality. He tried to think about his problems and knew what it was. His fantasies were unrealistic. Worse, he had no idea what to correct or add to his programs till it was too late. It was only after Tina's father was beating the crap out of him that he thought to make Tina an orphan. Trial and error becomes painful when you just want to get your rocks off. He stood up and asked the for a menu of his fantasies from the Practical-Reality. His erection had disappeared when he hit the windshield but it soon returned. Reading titles like "Horny Neighbor", "African Lesbian Tribe" and "Bored Wives Club" soon inspired him to try again. He settled on "Dominatrix Cop". There shouldn't be any fighting, because his character was already arrested. There shouldn't be any outside interference because he specifically requested that the nearby forest be deserted. William became excited as he wondered what new delights his dominating police woman would make him perform. He put his hands behind his back and started the program. The cold handcuffs appeared around his wrists and the forest appeared. New smells washed over him as the forest became alive for the first time since he had written this program. The smell of the trees and the sounds of unknown animals gave William a new sense of realism. A push behind him made him turn around and look. There she was, Officer Diana, in all her mirrorshaded glory. Her cold lips frowned at him as she tapped her billyclub in her hand. He had programmed her uniform but saw that the REAL had vastly improved on it. Her clothes clung to her classic 38-24-36 body like spraypaint. Her badge shined in the early morning light as brightly as her polished shoes. He couldn't wait for her to take off her hat so he could see the improvements to her dark hair. "Stop here and turn around so I don't have to look at you," Diana commanded. He stood in next to a tree as Diana ripped his pants and underwear off from behind. William congratulated himself for picking the right program as Diana fondled his erect cock from out of his line of sight. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations of her hand playing over his cock and balls. Her touch was warm and possessing a dexterity that his old Practical-Reality program could never have accomplished. He enjoyed himself so much that he didn't mind that he couldn't see her yet. Diana slammed his head into a tree from behind. He was shocked at first, but Diana placed her knee between his legs while she kept stroking him. Her knee moved back and forth in rhythm to her hand and it felt very erotic. She pressed tighter against his back and he was aware of the billyclub touching his leg. More importantly, he felt her bare breasts crushed against his back. He wasn't sure when she had opened her shirt but he didn't care. He preferred to see each act of a strip, but after waiting so long, he was just happy to be getting to the sex. A bite on his neck got his attention. Her hands never stopped stroking so he didn't complain when sharp teeth terrorized his neck. He did have some concerns about the knee bouncing under his scrotum though. Luckily Diana's hard nipples brushing his back distracted him from his ball bruising, and he felt his cock swell with his approaching orgasm. Despite the sadistic overtones, he was finally going to cum! His enjoyment came to an end as the billyclub smashed into his knee, knocking him into the dirty grass. He tried to curl up and shield his quickly fading erection. Diana was screaming obscenities at him as she wailed away with her club on William's poor body. After the fifth strike to his crotch, he realized he hadn't felt any pain and was only acting reflexively. "What the fuck is this all about?" he demanded. "You think I pull people over for speeding and have them negotiate their ticket in the woods for sex?" Diana asked with a sneer. She ran a finger over one of her full breasts. He noticed that they sagged slightly with gravity. William had never seen a pair of tits that actually had to contend with gravity before. He was staring at them so long that he almost didn't hear what she had to say. "Look at me," Diana insisted. "I could get sex anytime I want with these. I pull you losers into the woods when I need my pain fix. Now shut up and take it!" William ended the program. "Fuck it, this is too much work." William said as he left the Practical-Reality. "At least my hand never needed an upgrade!" 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