Beta tester (Patreon)

My name is Mark Wolberg, I'm 21 years old, I'm in college and like everyone else I love to play video games. When I was invited to participate in beta testing of a new game in virtual reality related to the Wild West, I agreed without hesitation.

At the presentation, we were told that one of the features of the game will be the thoughtful intelligence of the NPC. They talked about it for a very long time. This will be an online project with its own server and one of the features will be that all NPCs will literally live in this world. Even when the players are not in the game, the NPCs will continue to act during this time. Therefore, there will be a feeling of immersion. And that was the purpose, why they called us. They did not hide the fact that they would let us manage some NPC and even pay us money. They will simply collect an analysis of our actions, our brain, and then use it in the game. It was all pretty tempting, and of course I agreed.

They took me to another room and connected a bunch of wires to my head. I was sure that they would give me a virtual reality helmet, but instead they gave me some kind of pill and I instantly fell asleep

...

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't believe how real it was. I was standing in a hut with wooden walls. The lights were only from the windows and there were no signs of electrical appliances. I was definitely on my feet, although the last thing I remembered was sitting in the chair.

I didn't immediately pay attention to my body and to the new sensations, then that for a few seconds I just studied the interior and was shocked that I could even smell this house. I was embarrassed by the fact that something was pressing on my belt and some kind of fabric was tightly attached to me and this strange one ...

Heck! What's this!? The dress?! Chest?! I looked down and could not believe my eyes. I was wearing a light blue dress that tightly fitted my body. I literally felt this dress and even what was under it with every piece of my body. I felt a strange weight on my chest and when I touched my hand, I felt it! What?! They were wrong!

- Hey! What the hell?! Do you hear me?!

I screamed in my new female voice, but no one answered

... 

This dress was very uncomfortable, although it may not seem like it. My waist was tightly pressed by a corset, which made it difficult for me to breathe, but the most important thing was my body. I took a couple of steps and felt my chest swaying at the same time, although it was tightly pressed under the dress. I could not believe that the developers really thought of everything so real, but it was so.

Now I understood why they connected so many wires to me. But now I didn't want to participate in this testing, especially after I realized that no one would answer me.

It took literally a few seconds after I tried to shout to the developers or the computer, and at that moment there was a knock on the door. I didn't want to react and didn't know what to do. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster and my breathing was interrupted. But then something changed, I started to act as if on autopilot. I had images in my head that I should put on an apron and prepare food. Damn it, this is wrong. But I nevertheless quickly took a couple of steps and found a tartug.

It was strange how easy I was now to take steps in high heels and in these clothes. I didn't know how, but I quickly found a tartug. The thought of where the apricot was lying appeared instantly just in my head after I thought about it. I literally knew what to do, although I didn't understand anything and didn't really want to do it. There was another knock on the door and this time I heard a rough male voice

- Margaret! Why so long?! I forgot my keys!

I quickly and scared ran to the door, feeling my chest cracking under the dress. For some reason, I felt even more scared at the thought that I would not open the door. The voice was rough and hoarse and when I opened the door, it met my expectations. Before me stood a male cowboy with a mustache and a dirty cowboy shirt. He smiled and said

- Finally! Did you miss me? Of course, I can see in your eyes that not! But I'm back! 

...

I stood there for a few seconds trying to figure out what to do. The man entered the room as if he were home. Apparently this was his house, and, probably, somehow ended up in the body of his wife. I instantly remembered the presentation of the developers and what they said about the NPC. But why did they put it in this body ?! There must be some mistake.

Before I could think about it, I felt the kiss and the stubble of this man on my cheek. It was disgusting

- Leave me alone!

I screamed and he looked at me in surprise

- Oh dear. Let's go without these games. We have already gone through this many times! And why isn't the table set? I want to eat.

On the street I saw horses and other people and wanted to go out and look around. But at that moment, instead of going out into the street, for some reason I thought that I should set the table. This thought seemed logical and correct to me. I don't know why, but I decided that I would still have time to go out and walk, but now I need to prepare food for this person.

Everything happened again as if automatically, but in fact I did it consciously. I went into the kitchen, straightening my dress, in which I was still uncomfortable. I saw everything in the kitchen for the first time in my life. There was definitely a lack of a normal sink and other appliances. I needed plates, food, and again, as soon as I thought about it, I immediately knew where to get it.

I didn't like all this at all. I didn’t like this body, this clothes, and most importantly, I didn’t understand why and why I was doing all this. I tried to stop and think, but nothing came of it. When I walked from the kitchen to the room and put plates and cups on the table, I literally felt this man's gaze on me. I understood what he was thinking and really hoped that all this would soon end before this strong man wanted to take me. He just undressed in silence, and then stood in the corner and watched how I worked and how my chest and hips swayed. I don't know if it was visible from the outside, but I felt it very, very well!

... 

Finally I finished setting the table. At this moment, I was still inside was in great stress and panic, but if you saw me from the outside, you would not even think about it. I stood at the table and froze. I was afraid to make any movement.

I felt a blow on my ass, and then a sharp squeeze of my soft buttocks under the dress. It was all instead of this person's bad breath, but I continued to stand and do nothing

- Oh, Margot. You know how to please me.

The man walked past me and sat down at the table. I wanted to smile, but I held back this feeling because it was all wrong and I didn't want to do it, but something very strong inside me told me that I should. But I held back

The man sat down at the table and began to eat. At that moment, I already thought that this was a chance to escape from this stupid house. I didn't know what I would do on the street, but it seemed to me that it was definitely better than staying here.

While he was eating, I still walked away from the table and headed towards the door. These were slow steps and this time I did it somehow awkwardly. All the skills from walking in these high-heeled shoes, in this dress and in this body with a new center of gravity have disappeared somewhere. I wanted to run, but instead I only took slow steps. It seemed to me that I should not go anywhere, although I myself only dreamed about it.

By the time I reached the door, this man ate some of the soup and looked at me. I understood it by his words

- Margot! Where are you going?! I just arrived. Don't you want to be with me ?!

I turned around in an instant and instead of leaving I headed towards him again.

- I don't ... I don't know, Harold

Harold!? His name is Harold ?! How do I know his name ?! Although this is probably the same knowledge as everything else, and I shouldn't be surprised anymore.

 - Come on, honey, sit on my knees.

I resisted my inner illogical desire to agree to his call and stood by the table. My arms and legs were shaking. At that moment, he grabbed me by my narrow waist in a corset and started trying to kiss. Its dirty unpleasant smell, along with the smell of soup, disgusted me, and I pushed away from it. My chest swayed at the same time and I felt how he grabbed my body and my chest.

- What's wrong with you? Everything should be fine.

Finally he let me go. I could still feel the marks of his hands on my chest, but I tried not to think about it.

- I do not..! I do not..! Damn it, I'm Margarita Bells! Not! I

- Yes, that's right, you are Margarita. Okay. Enough games. I need to tell you everything.

... 

The person's face has changed. He smiled and was still just as nasty, but at least he stopped acting like a dork. He stood and smiled looking at me. I felt that now he should tell me everything and that this is someone from the developers and was not mistaken

“I think a quick burial should be conducive to character acceptance. Do not try to speak, because internal algorithms will interfere with you and the faster you take on the role of this character, the easier it will be for you

I wanted to say something in response, but I just kept silent and listened. Part of me understood everything he said, and another part, part from Maragrita Bells, did not understand anything and wanted to ask what he was talking about. These thoughts mixed and contradicted each other.

- I roughly understand how you feel now, but it should be so. You are not our first testing group and we have already studied the reaction of people when they are placed in the bodies of NPCs. Therefore, our game is also innovative. Real people will literally live here, but limited by the capabilities of NPCs! Cool! But that's not the point. Don't worry, you are really just a copy of the mind of the person you think you are. What was your name there? So...

He closed his eyes and then looked at me in surprise

- Damn .. Dude, Mark! Your name was Mark ?!

I nodded my head quickly. It all seemed strange. Again there were conflicting thoughts

- But yeah ... it happens, you shouldn't have gotten a female character, but ... damn, I'm sorry for you, but this is a one-way ticket .. Now I understand why you resisted my ... damn .. you know , usually everything is different. Let's not complicate it all, because somehow everything will be like I said ... Damn ...

I listened in shock to his words and after the last words the face of this man changed and he looked at me in surprise. I realized that the developer left the game and now only me and this NPC remained here

- So. I don’t understand, Margot, where did we stop?

And he headed towards me.