Dan hacked his way into the sim. He wasn't massively interested in the game, but the challenge of it was motivation enough. Forcing his way into the game world disrupted so many factors that his character was formed out of the gaps available. The AI of the sim, adjusted to the new arrival with what for a human intelligence would be considered grumpiness.
Thus Danielle was born into the world of Eternum. Dan took a moment to appreciate the view as he surveyed his achievement. The sweeping panoramas made his heart swell with pride. It even felt like cool, crisp air, as he inhaled deeply.
That same cool, crisp air was the first sign that something was very wrong. Dan's attention snapping from the landscape to something closer to home. Looking down, Dan saw his character was female... Abundantly so.
With a deep breath that wanted to be released as a deafening shriek of outrage, Dan watched as her chest inflated. He felt teasing sensations that made her shudder, as the chill satin brushed over her nipples. Their sensitivity surprising and shocking Danielle.
The breeze whipped across her thighs, reminding her cruelly of how short it was, and what was contained beneath.
Desperately, she tried to tug it lower. It pulled a couple of inches lower. But tightened across her bust. Making her even more aware of her bust, and as it slipped from her fingers, it rose back up again.
Danielle looked around, suddenly self-conscious and mortified that some would see him... or rather her. Dan wasn't sure which would be worse. But either prospect was mortifying, feeling her pulse quicken, the blood pounding in her ears. Her vision started to turn pale, losing colour as she felt dizzy. It was only a quickly swallowed and held deep breath that fought off the threatening fainting spell.
The AI watched with curiosity, sensing the rising panic from the intruder. A swift gust sent her direction sent the hem of her outfit fluttering, threatening to reveal ... everything.
Dan fought to keep calm, her hands by her side, pressed there, she kept the thin fabric in place. The loose corners flapped, and Danielle flushed a pretty, soft pink, as she imagined too much being revealed.
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