I was right in the middle of jerking off to some prime hardcore NTR hentai. The kind where the smug asshole with the bigger dick is railing the childhood friend girlfriend senseless while the pathetic beta boyfriend is tied to a chair in the corner, tears streaming down his face, forced to watch every degrading thrust. Her moans were filling my shitty headphones, high-pitched and broken, begging for more even though she kept whimpering "I'm sorry… I'm so sorry, senpai…" like that made any of it less hot.
My hand was flying up and down my shaft, slick with way too much lube because I like it messy, right on that razor edge where one more good stroke would send me over. Balls tight, toes curling against the bedsheets, brain melting into pure dopamine sludge.
Then this goddamn popup slams itself across the entire screen like it owns the place.
"Would you like to fuck some hot babes from another world?"
White text on black background, cheesy fantasy font, little sparkling heart emojis floating around the edges. Looked like the worst kind of mobile game ad crossed with those fake porn virus redirects.
"What the actual fuck is this scam bullshit?" I growled under my breath. My rhythm faltered for half a second. I was so close. So fucking close.
I mashed the mouse toward the little red X in the corner. Nothing. Tried clicking "No" , there wasn't even a No button, just a glowing green "YES" that pulsed like it was breathing. The whole screen started to glitch, edges warping.
"Fuck off, I just wanna nut," I snarled, slamming the escape key repeatedly like that ever works on malware.
The popup ignored me completely. The video underneath froze mid-thrust, the smug bastard's hips locked forward, buried balls-deep, while the girl's face was caught in that perfect ahegao moment, tongue lolling, eyes rolled back. Then the whole monitor flared blinding white.
"FUCK!" I yelled, throwing my arm up to shield my face even though I was already squeezing my eyes shut. "Why the hell is the brightness maxed out? Did my shitty monitor just fry itself?"
The light burned through my eyelids for what felt like forever. My retinas were screaming. Then, slowly, it started to fade.
I blinked hard, trying to clear the spots.
Nothing.
Pitch fucking black.
I could feel my eyelids fluttering, but there was zero input. No afterimages, no faint glow from my LED strips, not even the shitty streetlight that usually leaks through my blackout curtains. Absolute void.
And weirder, there was no mattress under my back. No pillow cradling my head. No sheets tangled around my legs. I wasn't lying down anymore. I was just… floating. Weightless. Nothing touching my skin at all. No air current, no temperature, nothing.
"What the fuck even is this place?" I muttered into the emptiness. My voice sounded weirdly close and far away at the same time, like it was trapped inside my skull.
Then it hit me.
My dick was still rock-hard.
Throbbing angrily, slick, painfully denied. I'd been blue-balled at the literal last second. The frustration hit like a truck.
"Right… I was jerking off," I said to nobody. My right hand was still wrapped around the base out of pure muscle memory. I gave it an experimental squeeze. It jumped in my palm, leaking more precum that felt way too warm against my fingers in this nothingness.
"Come on, work with me here," I grumbled. "I wish I had some porn to finish to. Anything. Even a blurry phone pic would do right now."
The second the words left my mouth, a glowing blue rectangle materialized directly in my field of "vision." No edges, no screen, just floating UI like I'd been dropped into someone's VRChat world gone wrong.
It loaded instantly.
Same goddamn hentai video. Exact frame I'd been edged on. The smug fucker's cock buried to the hilt, the girlfriend's pussy stretched obscenely around him, her boyfriend's horrified face frozen in the background corner. Volume kicked in automatically, wet slapping sounds, her desperate whimpers, his low grunting laugh.
"Nice. This'll do." I grinned like an idiot despite the whole floating-in-the-void thing.
I matched my strokes to the rhythm playing in my head. Slow at first, savoring the slide of my fist over the sensitive head, then faster, chasing that peak I'd been robbed of. The girl on "screen" started moaning louder, voice cracking. The other guy, the one who wasn't her boyfriend, pulled almost all the way out, letting me see how her lips clung to him, glistening, before slamming back in so hard her whole body jolted.
I could practically smell the sex through the fantasy. Sweat, pussy juice, that faint musky tang of a guy who knows he's winning.
Right as he growled "Take it all, you cheating little slut" and started unloading inside her, ropes of thick cum painting her insides while she screamed his name instead of her boyfriend's…
I lost it.
My own orgasm hit like a freight train. Balls drawing up tight, shaft pulsing violently in my grip. Thick spurts erupted from me, except they didn't splatter across my stomach like normal.
They glowed.
Neon fucking blue-white, like glowstick jizz. Each rope shot out in slow motion, floating upward in perfect zero-gravity arcs instead of falling. They drifted lazily toward the blue screen, drawn in like moths to a bug zapper, then merged into the glowing panel with little sparkling absorption effects.
The video glitched once, froze, then winked out.
A new message appeared in crisp white text across the blue background.
Conditions for NTR Harem System met.Initializing.Downloading resources:
1%…
2%…
I stared at the floating words, hand still loosely curled around my slowly softening dick, cum still dribbling out in weak little glowing aftershocks.
"Uh… what the actual fuck?"