Virtual Reality - By Kid A (WG, Revenge)

[Matt L.]

Hello Kid,

You have a nice pace going, it builds suspense. I have to admit, there are many times I want to get to the core of the story but plot and character development are essential in providing the reader with a profound product.

Cheers, Matt

[kid a]

Hello Kid,

You have a nice pace going, it builds suspense. I have to admit, there are many times I want to get to the core of the story but plot and character development are essential in providing the reader with a profound product.

Cheers, Matt

Agreed man. Soon enough.

[kid a]

Part 6


For the next couple of days, Amber spent a good deal of time fuming over “Fatty Patty” and her insolent attitude at the lab. “The nerve of that cow”, she muttered to herself Wednesday evening as she searched through her closet for the perfect wardrobe.

In addition to the blubber she had packed on since they last crossed paths, Patty seemed to have gained surprising confidence. The girl she remembered from high school NEVER would have dared stand up to her like that.

The situation they were about to be placed in made it all the more confusing, but Amber did her best to laugh it off. Selecting a skimpy black mini-skirt with a cute pink tank top to match, she checked herself in the mirror one last time and bounced down the stairs.

Starting her car and pulling down the driveway, she headed off to the lab for the first night of the trial. “I hope that tub of lard enjoys her brief taste of being this hot”, she said aloud to no one but the stereo. She reassured herself It would be as close as Patty would ever get.

As she walked into the lab, there stood her new-found, portly nemesis. Bulging out of a pair of matronly grey sweatpants and a skin-tight orange t-shirt, Patty looked every bit as fat as Amber did skinny. They shot each other a steely glare and headed into the Virtual Reality simulation room with Brad leading the way.

“Here we are, ladies. Your new accommodations for the next few months”, Brad said with a smile. The grey simulator structures were open this time, and now had placards posted on the front - the one on the left side of the room was marked “Patricia”, and other “Amber”.

Peering into her assigned room, Amber noted it was spacious and surprising comfortable. A large cushy couch sat in the middle with a flat screen TV, refrigerator and other amenities at arms reach.

Meanwhile, Patty inspected hers, finding that it was decidedly more Spartan. Racks of free weights lined the sides, while an exercise bike and treadmill took up prominent space in the center.

The only thing they had in common was the large virtual reality headset dangling from the ceiling apparatus, plus a series of cables, tubes and other electric devices protruding up through the steel floor.

“We’re going to dive right in girls; no time to waste”, proclaimed Brad. And with that a group of lab techs entered the room and helped the Amber and Patty into their units. Amber was a bit shocked when they strapped her down to the couch and inserted a catheter, but did her best to stay calm as they lowered the VR headset and placed it firmly over her head.

In the opposing unit, Patty went through a similar ordeal, aside from being placed on the treadmill. A large whirring sound filled the room as the simulators were turned on the first time, and inside those steel walls, both girls suffered immediate shocks to their system as they saw and felt, for the first time, just how the other side lived.

[dagolfer]

This is so good - I'm really enjoying the story. Love that it's not just another weight gain story and looking forward to see how Amber gains the personality of Patty.

[Matt L.]

Kudos on another well written and enjoyable chapter.

Cheers, Matt

[audipwr87]

Great last chapter!! It'll be interesting to see how well Amber fights off the changes. I can't wait for more!

[Robyn Hoode]

Indeed another turn of the screw. I'm not a fan of WG stories generally but role exchange is another thing altogether and this promises to be an excellent example.

[kid a]

Thanks very much everyone - glad this seems to be well received thus far. It’s been fun writing it and I am thankfully now to the “meat” of the tale

[kid a]

Part 7


Amber felt a series of cold pops across her taught body as the lab techs attached a myriad of electrodes and sensors, and then heard the door to the simulator unit slam shut. She opened her eyes, and gazed in wonderment at her virtual surroundings.

Everything was so vivid! She glanced around the room, noting every perfect detail. The ruffles on her big soft couch, the high-definition TV blasting a soap opera in front of her, the steely black door of the huge refrigerator just to her side.

She had to remind herself it wasn’t real. As she attempted to get off the couch, another odd sensation hit her. It felt like she was weighed down by sacks of lead. Struggling and huffing into a upright seated position, she used the momentum to carry her into the coffee table in front of her and strained as she finally reached vertical status.

A bead of sweat rolled down her cheek. As Amber reached up to wipe it away, she looked down towards the floor and stifled a scream. She couldn’t see her feet.

The arrangement she had agreed upon struck her then with a urgent tone as she stared down at a massive, rolling double belly that poured over her grey sweatpants, sagging down to mid-thigh. Although she attempted to lean forward and spy those evasive shoes, her huge soft gut instantly got in the way, and she shuddered as she felt her flabby torso ooze together in countless spots and she lurched forward before quickly wobbling back upright.

Smells suddenly filled the room. Wonderful, delicious aromas. She looked down in front of her on the table and noticed that a giant platter of greasy cheeseburgers and fries had appeared. It looked so lifelike, she thought in amazement. And delicious...

Plopping back down on the couch, she heard the springs groan in protest and felt her huge ass spreading out wide and sinking deep into the cushions. Just then her belly growled, and as she licked her lips and leaned forwards, instincts took over as she grabbed the nearest burger and took a huge bite, marveling as the juices and meat and cheese rolled about in her mouth.

Her chubby cheeks and double chin jiggled in unison as she tore through the first burger then set into her next one, pausing for a moment to take a long drink from the extra large, ice cold cherry cola that sat next to the platter.

“Oh my god this is so good...”, thought Amber as she continued to mow through her feast. “Thank goodness it’s just an illusion - I can surely seen how a fat-ass like Patty and her total lack of will-power got that huge if she ate like this.”

In the room, outside of her VR headset, the lab assistants had re-appeared, quietly rearranging the dishes and watching with interest as Amber sat there in her cute little outfit, digging into an all-too-real-life version of that digital feast.

The bosses had told them to keep the real-life stimulation going strong on this one. There was a lot of money involved for all sides, and they needed to derive some useful data and analysis. The nearest tech looked over again at Amber and wiped away a stream of grease that had flowed down the side of her mouth onto her now taught yet very bloated mid-section.

The tech chuckled to herself. They couldn’t pay her enough for this project, she thought.

[kid a]

Part 8


In Patty’s simulator, on the other hand, an entirely different experience was unfolding. As she peered into her own VR headset, she too was struck by the details that immersed her view. A beautiful, studio apartment lay around her with beautiful hardwood floor and exercise equipment about.

As she took her first step forward, she almost fell on her face but for a different reason altogether. It was as if she was walking on the moon. She felt almost airy as she bounced across the room, and as she came her her full-length vanity mirror she instantly saw why.

She was gorgeous! Granted she was that stuck up bitch Amber, but good lord...she looked incredible. Raising her sculpted arms in the air and noticing the complete lack of any jiggle whatsoever, she did a quick pirouette and marveled at her slim, sexy ass and thighs. That little black mini-skirt...she never would have dreamed of wearing anything like that. Now it fit her like a glove.

Grabbing a bottle of water off the counter, she eyed the treadmill with newfound determination. “So this is what it feels like, huh?”, she thought to herself. Stepping on the machine and quickly getting up to a decent pace, she felt sweat forming on her brow as she launched into her workout. She would have to do her best to make this a more permanent experience, she mused.

Outside of Patty’s headset, the lab techs were also in silent position to observe. They watched as Patty lumbered along on the treadmill, every square inch of her obese form jiggling like jello, her t-shirt rising up to reveal the quivering belly beneath.

“Good for her”, thought one of the techs. A few months of this and who knew where it could lead her.

Four hours later, their first shift was over and both girls stumbled out of their respective units, exhausted for very different reasons. Patty was sweating and panting from a workout the likes of which she had never known. Endorphins rushed through her brain, and she felt a new-found sense of hope as she exited, in spite of her still very fat reality.

Amber, meanwhile, had just consumed over 7,000 calories, which completely unbeknownst to her had been all too real. Her poor abs were stretched to the limit, and sweat blotted her face, her body unaccustomed to such a greasy pigout session. She stumbled to the exit, clutching her bloated abdomen for relief.

After their first post trial feedback session (in separate rooms) with the techs, Amber literally fell into her car seat and drove home. “Wow”, she thought. “That felt so real....I mean I’m actually stuffed.” But as her body digested the greasy, calorie laden feast, her blood sugar suddenly dropped and she was struck by intense hunger pains.

It occurred to her that she never had dinner, and as fate would have it a 24 hour McDonalds was coming up around the bend. In what strangely felt like an instinctive move, she pulled into the drive through and ordered herself a Quarter Pounder with cheese combo for the drive home.

Philip would be asleep by now, she told herself, justifying the unusual (by her own haughty standards) fast food splurge. Munching through her burger and large fries, she continued her drive home. She had forgotten entirely how good this stuff tasted.