O2O 4 - (Patreon)

“It's kinda funny that your friends just handed you over.” Zern commented as they walked. His hand dug into her rear and kneaded it gently. Though they were in public it was not an odd sight in the game. One of O2O's main uses was degeneracy, as Rey unintentionally found out. She of course did not want to say anything about it, either. Not only was he her savior, but he was a man. He was her defacto man. She also had to admit as she inspected him that even he looked quite cool in all his armor and armaments, despite his looks. Seeing him in all of that in the circumstance she was in, it triggered something in her.

Rey's in game beliefs, thoughts and opinions were not just set in stone. They could of course change and evolve just like they could in real life. She could have potentially been cured of her misogyny given the right circumstances. Exposure to the right people. However, she had just left a situation where a woman literally turned into a demon and tried to turn her into a pawn. If that were not enough, she was saved by a man. Not just any man, however, it was the only man in the world that she had very good reason to be very uncertain of before that event. She looked to Zern bashfully, feeling a bit of shame that she thought ill of him at all.
“Thanks for taking care of me.”

“No sweat.” He shrugged, still casually kneading into her ass.

Rey lightly bit the inside of her bottom lip awkwardly. “Do you think you could take care of me from now on?” Intuitively she did not just want it. No,  she felt she needed it. She was a woman, after all. Being on her own more often in the game would just mean more opportunities to mess up, or worse.

Zern smiled and stared at her. “Oh sweetie, of course.” He leaned in to kiss her. Rey leaned the rest of the way and accepted it, sealing their relationship in game. The blowjob was not particularly to her liking, but kissing was not so bad. She  actually felt like he was a good kisser and his looks no longer bothered her so much. She realized that a man did not have to look good, so long as he could protect and provide. It seemed very much like he could do both so far. When he pulled back he turned her to face him.
“But.”

“But?”

“We need to acknowledge something.” He said sternly.

“What is it?” She questioned.

“This event and your character creation fiasco should've told you one thing. You are pretty dumb.” he tried not to laugh as he said it. Rey blushed. He was not wrong. She messed up twice in a row by acting on her own. It was not just his social skills that were getting her to agree. Her internal process, her high logic, all seemed to be on his side given the circumstances. When he saw that she agreed, even just passively, he continued.
“So... Isn't it kinda silly that you have control over your own finances? Your characters future? Your body?”

“Is there a way for you to take control of all of those?” She asked instantly. Instinctively she felt that it was the way things should be.

Zern kept his composure. “Yeah... Yeah, I think so. But it requires that stuck-up girl you turn into outside of the game to agree.”

Rey furrows her brow. “I don't get it... It's so clear here, but whenever I leave it gets so weird and muddy.” She truly did not comprehend how her thought process could differ outside of the game.

Zern pulls her into a hug and kissed her forehead affectionately as he patted her on the back of the head. “It's okay, sweetie. We'll just make so many fun memories that you'll have to come around. Do you wanna do whatever you can to help?”

“Of course!” Rey said excitedly, even though she was literally conspiring against herself.

“How long since you've had sex out of game?”

“A couple months, at least.” She responded easily. It was not protected information so she could share it freely. Any and all embarrassing information was on the table, which could easily give a creep an edge out of game.

“Wow. That's quite a bit... So maybe this'll be easier than I thought” He remarked cheerily.

“What's the plan?” Rey asked as they arrived at a small building near the edge of the city. Her back arched as he gave her rear a smack.

“Just get in, slut.”

“Ooooh, please please.... I need your dick.” Rey moaned desperately. She was stroking him to try and get his member hard again after the third round. Her other hand was between her legs, her fingers pushing and churning her cunt while her palm pushed down on and rubbed her clit.

“Why?” He teased, sitting back comfortably.

“Your dick is the only thing that can get me off right now!”

“Right now?” He inquired.

“E-ever! Having your monster inside me is the only way I can cum, so please get rock hard and fuck my brains out again! Pleeeease!” She pleaded. Her eyes widened happily as his member stood at attention again. She stared up at him like a doe up for approval, then once she got it Rey climbed up onto his lap. She pulled her fingers free, rested her hands on his shoulders for stability then let herself slide down onto his member. She gasped and began bouncing. All of the initial awkwardness had faded. There was just the initial shock of being filled so completely.

“Keep talking, sweetie. Remember?”

She nodded ecstatically. “I need this! I need this so bad! How could I refuse dick for a couple months?” It truly was a great feeling. In the game it felt entirely real, too, though it had been so long that she was not sure just how close it was. There was also the fact that his dick was bigger than anything she had prior. She had mostly been with 'nice guys' up until this point. She was never the type to shop around for the biggest jerk with an ten-inch dick. But she learned the error of her ways thanks to him. She bounced and savored the feeling. He was thick enough that his vascular member pleasantly stretched her out and rubbed against her walls. He was long enough that her cervix would receive a shocking, yet satisfying bump every second thrust or so. She was just so completely full, so perfectly satisfied. It all just made her head light and airy to feel it bending and moving inside of her. She was in heaven.

Reyna couldn't think or concentrate. She logged off to a wet chair and the worst of it was, she was still horny.
“What the fuck...” She groaned, opening the messenger app to see that Zern was given her ID by her friends.
“Thanks guys...” She muttered, trying to resist the urge to stuff her hand between her thighs. She already had a message from Zern. Apparently his name in real life was Dax.

“If you need a dick in real life let me know <3.”

She could not resist. She was easily trolled, to begin with so she was a good mark. “Screw you, bastard, you are probably 3 inches irl, loser.”
“Scum.” She added. Reyna immediately got a message back. It was just a picture. Her mind boggled. His cock was somehow bigger than it's representation in game. Both in length and thickness. At the same time, it also looked older and more gross in other ways. The pubes, the coloration. It looked like it smelled bad, but that unfortunately did not detract from anything. Not in her state. She shifted uncomfortably in her chair as her insides ached. She could not resist. Reyna began masturbating with one hand, but her pride would not allow her to let it go, despite what she was doing, in reality.

“Anyone can send a big dick photo they found on Doogle.”

“True. You should come confirm for yourself. Imagine how satisfying it would be to prove me wrong.”

She immediately closed the chat, pulled her gear off, then moved into the bathroom to try and get herself off. She dreaded it, but not because of the feeling of humiliation. It was because of the experience. Reyna gritted her teeth and tried valiantly, as she had done many times before. She had forgotten why she barely ever did it. Then she remembered. It never worked. She came close, deceptively, painfully close, but even with two, then three fingers. Even with her other hand desperately massaging her clit she could not bring herself to orgasm. Tears filled her eyes.

“D-dammit...” The woman rushed over to her computer and opened the online storefront. She searched dildo, but the sanitized store only showed vague 'massagers.' They all looked disappointing and it took time to look into the size and the material and reviews. By the time she had realized she would probably need to go to another site the moment passed. She was not sure if she was grateful or disappointed. She still ached a bit, but she had a clear mind, more or less. Most of the time she would not be as teased as she was just minutes a go. It was how she lasted so long on her own without a ten-inch friend.
“Get it together.” She criticized, opening her email to distract her.

The message from Felicia was still sitting there. It was a far more appealing arrangement than what she had in game, but at the same time she would have just been trading one handler for another. Still, The thought of the attractive demoness still kind of brought back a bit of the arousal that just passed. Being a handmaiden to her may have at least brought her something. She promised to grant her desires and Reyna had no reason to doubt her. Still, she needed more information.

Her searching lead her down a small rabbit hole. She had not considered it fully, but the most important aspect of what happened was the fact that an in game AI contacted her out of game, referenced her out of game mental state and was attempting to placate her both in game and out. That was of course very strange. It would be like if Ragnaros bribed raiders out of game so that they would not try to kill him.

Further searching took her to an O2O news site that showed Modestia offices being raided, with members either fighting back or going on the run. It seemed now that the whole guild was just a front that was run by an NPC, or maybe even a group of NPC's as the article implied. According to the journalist, the Demon Faction of NPC's in the game were part of the leading threat against the player-lead governments on the continent.

Going deeper she finally found what she was looking for. Deep in the annals of a fan wiki she saw a familiar face on one of the demon characters. It was Felicia, but the name in game officially was Amouras. Searching that name actually brought her quite a bit further. She found a small Kredit page called K/AmourasSimps. The main moderator was named BasedFelicia. That was a very obvious connection, she thought. Reyna looked into that name on Kredit.

BasedFelicia was in charge of quite a few other SubKredit pages. Almost all of them were sexual in nature, other than a singular page that focused on posting funny pictures of cats laying in a loaf-like positions. The main focus of her attention was the original page, of course. She searched the posts and found that most of the posters were female. If there were any males they wrote and regarded themselves femininely. A lot of the time, she found, the posters would allude to some out of implied 'relationship'. They referred to Amouras affectionately, using words like 'Mommy' or 'Mistress.' And their posts would always tint towards being very submissive and placating towards her.

Reyna was intrigued, so she decided to do some digging on the page and organized things by most dekredited. The most dekredited post was simply titled: 'Related? Think I'll just leave this here.' It was a post to an off-site article about an alleged grooming scandal between a 'player' named Felicia in O2O and some 17 year old boy in Maine. The story was at least a year old. Reading into that Reyna saw that there was no further information because nothing went to court. Nothing got released. None of the details were public record. The actual text of the post was simple [deleted] as well.
“This is crazy... What the hell is this game, actually?”