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The helmet sealed around my temples with a soft click. Cool blue light flooded my vision, then resolved into the familiar login screen for "Virtual Harem." My heart hammered against my ribs the way it always did before a session. Twenty-two years old, living in a cramped dorm room with a ramen noodle budget, and here I was about to become a god. The graphics card on my rig had cost three months of wages, but it was worth every penny for this. "Load last save," I muttered to the empty room.
My digital bedroom materialized around me. Much larger than my real one, with a king-sized bed draped in silk sheets. Through the virtual window, I could see the neighborhood I'd built - a pristine suburban paradise filled with women designed to my exact specifications. But my focus was on the calendar function glowing in my peripheral vision. Today was the first day of the "Family Reunion" event chain. I'd been waiting two weeks for this to unlock.
"System initializing," a pleasant female voice announced inside my head. "Welcome back, Master. Your mother is preparing breakfast. Your sisters are getting ready for school. What would you like to do?" I felt the familiar stirring in my jeans. This was my favorite part - the slow burn before everything went to hell. My mother, my sisters - all AI constructs, but they felt real. They were programmed to resist at first, to make the conquest more satisfying.
I walked out of my bedroom and down the hall. The scent of pancakes and maple syrup filled the air. There she was, my digital mother - a curvaceous woman with platinum blonde hair cascading down her back, dressed in a sheer robe that did little to hide her massive tits. She hummed as she flipped pancakes at the stove, her hips swaying to some internal rhythm. She turned and saw me, a bright smile spreading across her plump, glossy lips. "Good morning, sweetie! Did you sleep well?"
"Morning, Mom," I said, my gaze fixed on the way her nipples pressed against the thin fabric of her robe. "Smells good." I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her back against my hardening cock. She stiffened for a moment, as programmed, then relaxed into my embrace. This was how it always started - the subtle violations, the gentle pushes of boundaries. She wiggled her ass against me, either accidentally or on purpose. It didn't matter which.