Blissful Torment

Alexander gingerly pulled his purchase from the box. A brand-new, high-end VR headset. Well, not really brand-new; It was a used purchase after all. And also maybe not quite that high-end either, considering it came from a grey-market Chinese importer, and it had taken dozens of barely legible e-mails for him to finally get one.

But who could resist? It offered all the newest specs, the highest resolutions, the fastest refresh rates, the most realistic viewing angles, and all of that at a cut-throat price. Not cheap, mind you, but a solid three hundred dollars below the newest Vive or Oculus offering.

Alex plugged the device into his computer, and started messing with the software. He had to click "I Accept" on half a dozen dialogs with Chinese questions and warning labels (surely just the usual epilepsy warnings and so on), but finally the device was starting up. He pulled it over his head, put the earphones on, and grabbed the controllers.

He stood in a digital apartment of sorts, with software windows strewn on the walls. He looked around at the amazing quality of the visuals, and used the pointing function of the controllers to play around. Annoyingly, all the menus were in Chinese as well. Still, after a few tries and clicking on familiar icons, he was enjoying himself. He played some games, then browsed the web on what looked to him like a cinema-sized browser, watched a 360° Youtube video and then turned to the seedier sides of the internet. He brought up the search bar, grumbled about it having reset to Chinese again, but still managed to get to Pornhub.

Another warning popped up. He smashed that YES button, only to immediately get another popup, with red warning symbols and of course all in gibberish Chinese characters. Something really insisting on making sure he was sure about something. Probably some spy ware or some shit, but porn awaited, so YES again. Finally it was back to browsing. Alex quickly found a blowjob video at the top and started it eagerly. 

A slutty-dressed blonde entered the room, and without much fanfare pulled the protagonist's pants down, and got to work on his cock. Alex gasped in surprise as he did not just see the action, but physically felt it on his dick. He did not understand it, but she was sucking him off with practised sloppiness, and soon he felt ready to blow his load. At the exact same moment the actor came, he felt himself climax as well, hot cum shooting from his cock.

The video ended with her licking it all up, and after a few deep breaths he noticed multiple very strange developments. He could not feel the load of cum in his pants. In fact, he could not feel his pants at all, nor could he feel his seat. When he tried to take off the headset, his arms were unable to find it. In fact his hands could not touch any part of his own body. It was as if they had become the ethereal pointers he was watching.

Confused, he tried to quit out of the software completely, but the Chinese menu did not seem to contain such an exit. Now definitely worried, he started clicking all the menu options, trying to get out. But to no avail. Soon he sank back into his chair, defeated. At least he imagined he'd do it, as he could not feel his physical body. That was when his stomach grumbled, and he felt the pangs of hunger.

Now slightly annoyed at how this damn device was apparently making up the rules on the fly, he wondered if he could still starve, or whether his disembodied self was just still able to feel hunger? Clearly he had felt the pleasure of having his cock sucked, so why not that? An idea occurred to him. He opened the search bar, and typed "video eating cake" into it.

Six minutes later he felt very satisfied, as he had just watched a girl eat a slice of cake and shockingly had bee able to taste every bite. Now he was feeling full and happy. He clicked the back-button, trying to get to google again, but instead the video restarted. Alex tried to skip it, but his controls were completely disabled, and he had to watch (and experience) the video in its entirety again. The second slice of identical cake was a lot less fun than the first, but he was just incredibly glad he had not clicked on any of those videos where tiny Korean girl eats a six-person meal by herself.

After finishing his cake, he quickly stopped all autoplay, and took a few moments to think his situation over. He concluded that this was less terrible than he had first thought. He could eat whatever he wanted or feel any experience he wished for, as long as he could find a video for it. That should not be a problem. With a giddy smile (or at least the concept of it in his mind) he returned to pornhub.

First he watched another blowjob video. Then a PoV fuck video. Then some lesbian sex (experiencing someone lick his non-existent pussy was quite mind-blowing). At that point he felt rather tired, because he had spent nearly two hours fucking literally like a porn star.

He went back to youtube and watched some funny videos to relax, then soon regretted it when the fifth one was an old ice bucket challenge and he got a bucket of ice water poured over his head. Freezing and annoyed he once more returned to Pornhub. Surely that would get him warm again.

He found a video titled "Sexy Asian Fucking Machine: Forced Orgasms!!!" and thinking he'd get to fuck a sexy Asian hard, he started it. The moment he did, he realized he'd made a huge mistake. There was only a single girl in the video, the video was two hours long, and "Fucking Machine" was not figuratively.

Twenty-eight orgasms later he felt violated and shaken. When the video finally ended, he was barely able to think straight. In his daze, he did not notice that the page was automatically starting the next recommended video: "Forced Orgasm Compilation - Best of 2018 - SIX HOURS!"

His last sane thought was: "At least I did not click Nyan Cat 10 hour repeat."

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