Where the fuck am I?" He yelled out
His voice echoed out into the distance.
He continued to walk forwards in one direction until he saw a place with many trees. The trees looked completely normal except that there was a basketball on top of each tree looking like the star on top of a Christmas tree. Timothy noticed this and started to chuckle, feeling more comfortable.
He walked more and more until he felt his body getting heavier and heavier. He realised too late that he was sinking.
"Help! Help me! Make it stop!" He yelled in a higher pitched tone
He felt something bite him on the thigh but he couldn't see what bit him. However, the pain didn't feel as intense as he expected it to feel. His thighs felt incredibly sore as if he'd done an intense workout. His chest heaved again and the ground stopped making him sink. He sighed out a moan after he sat down somewhere and caressed his own thigh to attempt to soothe his pain.
It was an incredible sensation!
He had never felt so connected to his own body before. And so he began to experiment. His exploration was focused on his own sensual gratification.
What a waste.
And to what end?
To what end exactly?
Timothy was floating in the air and was completely blissed out from pleasuring himself under the drug's influence.
Fellow readers! You would think surely now he was satisfied and that his journey of exploration would NOT be focused on reaching greater heights of bodily pleasure?
Timothy had another idea to make him satisfied. He made a shocking discovery about the virtual world that he was put inside. There were other people there too! People that he felt that he recognised yet were like strangers to him. There were no laws in this place and therefore, his chains were unleashed and he had the freedom of action without societal consequences or so it seemed.
So he lurked somewhere in disguise and hunted for victims to derive pleasure from. He was faced with many choices now. He could kill them, rape them or inflict pain on them. He thought about these things but still, he found himself hesitating.
'What if there's a leader here? What if there's a justice system in place that I'm unaware about?' He thought
He noticed a person who looked like a woman but upon looking closely at her face, it was blurred beyond recognition. She was walking peacefully and was barefoot against the rocky ground. Meanwhile Timothy was still hiding behind a bush. He was also wondering why the woman's face was blurred. Little did he know that he was staring at what he would become if he continued down this path.
When X was available to the public, a lot of people purchased it, wanting some kind of escape that would bring them pleasure. They would seek for more pleasure. They thought that it was just fun and games until their bodies demanded more and more sensation until this happened to them. Their minds rewired to derive pleasure at all costs, their faces blurred in X although their faces were not blurred in reality. I still don't know how the drug marks people in such a manner. Almost as if the drug itself has a conscience. Like it's warning other users what they are doomed to become if they don't change their mindset.
There was a group of 8 people with blurred faces who surrounded the blurred faced woman and grabbed hold of her whilst Timothy was still hiding behind the bush now even more certain not to move a muscle! Before she could yell out in fear, one of the men closed her mouth with his hand. Timothy found it very odd that the woman had stopped struggling within a short time. Perhaps this was consensual, he thought. However, her compliance was more out of a fear response than wanting pleasure. They removed her dress, eight hot tongues slithered across her body making her squirm. Soon the 8 blurred faced men became impatient and needing their demands of pleasure to be met, each took turns screwing her hard and fast. To Timothy it looked distasteful. His earlier thought that the act was consensual was proven very wrong after witnessing the woman shrieking and clawing the ground desperate to get away from them. She had openly withdrawn her consent but they refused to let go of her, for their minds were ruled by pleasure. So they raped her and left her on the ground, walking away from the scene.
Timothy was still hiding, watching and afraid to move, not wanting to get himself involved in the danger. Suddenly, he heard the sound of bells near him to which he let out a surprised gasp, making the eight men turn towards him. He was discovered!
The men circled and surrounded him. He had nowhere to escape to. He was too scared to speak. He hoped that they wouldn't harm him.
He was wrong about that to which he found out after one of the men smacked him on the ass.
"Stop it!" He shouted to no avail
In fact, they laughed at him mockingly in response.
They dragged him out of his hiding place and left him shrieking "But I didn't consent! I didn't consent!"
Soon he was begging the men not to rape him and was nearly in tears kicking his legs up in the air like someone having a temper tantrum. You're probably thinking, 'why didn't he strike his own chest to wake himself up from the drug?'
He didn't want to wake himself up since the maximum times that he could go to X in a day was 3 times. According to him, that was hardly enough time for him to explore the highest possible peak of his pleasure followed by its limit. An impossible yet pointless ideal in my opinion.
Despite Timothy gathering all the power he could to fight them off, he couldn't.
They held him down after positioning him so that he was bent over against the ground. They had more in mind other than the obvious option of raping him. They wanted to have the pleasure of humiliating and overpowering Timothy.
They were touching him very inappropriately with their grubby hands and Timothy's heart was beating fast getting more and more terrified and disgusted by their actions.
'What is this feeling? It's making me feel sick. How could they treat me like this? Their perverted sighs and chuckles. Their roughness devoid of any affection. They are enjoying it but I'm not! Why did I ever run into them? I wanted to explore pleasure but this is anything but pleasure!' Timothy thought
A sharp pain went up his spine whilst receiving their rough treatment and to make him feel even more ashamed and uncomfortable, their hands were groping at his body in such a sickening and rapid pace. He attempted to fight them off but the previous injury to his thigh that he sustained made it even more difficult.
The men felt pleased hearing his pained groans and yelps but they wanted more. One of them wrapped their hands around his neck and squeezed tightly, making him gasp for air. To make it even worse, the rest of the men took turns punching him and beating him up, being careful not to shock him into being awake or having a heart attack in real life. They were toying with him and deriving pleasure from Timothy's misfortune.
Soon, Timothy was begging them in a raspy voice to let him go, trying to catch his breath.
Little did he know that they were horrid creatures unable to listen to reason. They could only be reasoned with by force. By someone who was able to overpower them all!
Soon, Timothy was too exhausted to struggle, his body burning up in pain and fatigue.
He was hoisted up slightly to allow the men to take it even further, however they were interrupted by the sound of bells coming even closer.
The eight men with the blurred faces shivered at the sight of a trio who just arrived at the scene. The trio's faces weren't blurred out at all so Timothy could tell that they were different.
"Oh no! It's X Y Z!" The man with the blurred face spoke
Timothy shivered but even though the men let go of him, he was too hurt to attempt to escape.
Timothy yelled out in fright after feeling the blood from the decapitated man land on him. It had occurred in just a few seconds! Timothy had witnessed one of the blurred faced men get decapitated in front of him with an axe.
"Please don't kill me. Please don't kill me." He said
"You keep your mouth shut before we decide to kill you." X spoke
X was a small and effeminate looking young man with spiky red hair and black goggles on his forehead.
Y and Z kept silent and were already putting their plan into action.
Y was an average height man with curly blonde hair, freckles and green eyes.
Z was a handsome man in his late fifties with grey hair and brown eyes who had a charming smile.
The trio looked completely harmless but appearances are just that, appearances.
X had an axe, Y had a sword and Z used his own limbs as weapons.
The 8 men were chased down and slaughtered by the trio. This trio were called 'X Y Z'.
"Y-You. Don't touch me!" He yelled out in a trembling voice to the trio
"We won't touch you. Relax!" X spoke
Timothy was even more spooked after hearing X and Y laugh out maniacally.
"Z. Just look at him, shaking like a little lamb. He must be new." Y spoke
"Yeah that's right Y. He's definitely new." Z replied, turning to Timothy to give him a wide smile which caused the young man to feel even more uncomfortable.
Z approached him then sat down next to him, placing his hand on the side of his face.
Timothy immediately attempted to slap his hand away but to no avail.
"What is someone like you doing here? What. You wanted to go exploring did you?" Z spoke to him in a mocking tone
Soon, X and Y restrained him and Timothy started to panic.
Z ran off in a flash leaving Timothy amazed at the older man's speed. In just a few seconds, he returned slightly out of breath.
"Tell me the truth. You wanted to experience more pleasure didn't you?" Z asked him
"Y-Yes I did. Now let me go." Timothy's voice barely whispered out
The older man forced Timothy's jaw open and stuffed his mouth with a handful of purple plants. Timothy knew that he was overpowered and didn't stand a chance so he complied and ate the exotic plants.
Immediately, Timothy's body was starting to heat up. He was feeling extremely good and felt more alive and primal than ever.
They laughed at how eager he looked for pleasure but before he could go on a rampage, Z held him back. Timothy's breath hitched, now completely aware of the sensation of another body so close to his.
"Be careful out there. The blurred ones will have their eyes on you now. It's kill or be killed out there. Close your eyes. Don't open them until I tell you to." Z whispered
"Tell us. What do you see? What can you imagine?" X asked enthusiastically
"I-I dunno."
"Come on! You're so unimaginative. What's wrong with you?" X said
"Shut the fuck up! I can't concentrate." Timothy hissed back with his eyes closed
"Of course you can't in that state. Accept it all. Accept what you feel." Y tried to help
"What do you see?" Z asked him, gently stroking his hair
"It's a tunnel! No wait. A gate." Timothy spoke
"Interesting." Z replied
"Anything else?" Z asked him
"There's nothing but darkness. Why?" Timothy asked
"Good boy. Now open your eyes." Z replied, patting him on the head.
He opened his eyes.
Timothy was in a large room filled with women who all appeared to be extremely attractive. Initially he felt overwhelmed yet relieved that he wasn't in any danger.
Or so he thought.
Soon, plans quickly ran through his head about using the women as test subjects for his exploration in order to reach his optimal pleasure. He hoped that they would be compliant and even they weren't he was eager enough to force them if needed.
The gullible man didn't even think to himself whether it was all too good to be true. But still, what blinded him from the truth was his drive to reach what he thought would be his optimal pleasure.
The women seemed to be just as drawn to him and he was to them.
He tried all sorts of pleasurable things with them that he could think of. However, every time that he climaxed, he felt heavier and his vision had gotten poorer but still, he allowed the pleasure to consume him. Sex, sex, sex! That was all that was in his mind.
After he had gotten himself ready to fuck someone else, he heard the sound of bells and the fear and dread returned to his heart.
"Put your clothes back on." Y clapped making X laugh
"Don't interrupt me!" Timothy shouted
"Having fun? How about we join you then?" Z chuckled
"Go away!" Timothy spoke
"You really have to get your eyes tested man."
"What do you mean?" Timothy's heart sank
"Blink twice and look at who you've been fucking." Y told him
He finally noticed that the people in the room were the blurred ones. They were mostly men and several monkeys with blurred faces.
"What kind of sick joke is this?" Timothy was mortified
"No. The only sick joke around here is you, boy. You're going to regret it."
Timothy was too shocked to speak.
"Blurred ones. Awaken." Y announced
Soon they swarmed towards Timothy.
He yelled and started to run but eventually he was cornered like a rat trapped by two hungry cats.
"Remember all those nasty things you did to them? Now they'll do it all back to you!" X laughed
"No! That can't be!"
"Bye." X spoke and then the trio vanished
"What the fuck? What the fuck?" Timothy panicked, struggling to fight off all of the blurred ones.
"Deal with it." A familiar voice spoke
"Who's there?" Timothy asked
"You wanted optimal pleasure in X? Now you'll face the consequences to your actions." The voice continued
He finally recognised the voice and felt regret.
"Oh Fallon! Fallon I'm so sorry! Forgive me!" He cried
Sadly, Fallon wasn't there. It was just a mere illusion.
He gave up the fight and got ready to face the consequences.
His clothing was quickly snatched off of him and soon he felt a hot wet member pushing its way into him, making him grit his teeth and attempt to breath deeply at the same time which really didn't work out for him. All he could do was yelp out in pain and soon another blurred faced man began to use his mouth for his own gratification which muffled his pained groans. Timothy frantically thought about anything to take his mind off of what was happening to him. It was both painful and humiliating to endure.
He closed his eyes and thought of Fallon. He became erect at the thought of her pegging him even though they haven't tried that together. He imagined how he'd react to her. All his muscles squeezing around the strap on, finding it hot to be dominated by her as he moans and begs her for more. He would feel the warmth of her soft body pressing against him and the blissful sensation of her hands caressing his body whilst gently thrusting into him. Hands lovingly placed at the back of his neck, her weight and hot breaths. He clung onto those lewd thoughts, his only salvation!
He found himself stroking his cock with one hand, too engulfed in his imagined pleasure to feel any shame or embarrassment. Soon he finished in his hand. He buried that sick feeling that he got from the experience by imagining as many erotic things are he possibly could but soon as the men took their turn on him, he felt the toll. Even after they left and did all sorts of nasty acts to him like he did earlier with those beautiful illusions, tears fell from his eyes after feeling the pain shoot up his body. He lay there exhausted and disgusted at himself and all that he had to go through. Mostly he was upset about almost finding optimal pleasure earlier until he got interrupted by X, Y, Z and was upset because he had fallen for a cruel sadistic trick.
He would never forget them.
Soon he noticed X Y and Z running after him with their weapons. He heard the bells and tried to run despite the state of his body. They caught him.
"Please stop this! Please stop! I am sorry! I won't do it again. I was wrong for seeking pleasure here. I was wrong! I didn't know!" Timothy sobbed, kneeling down and clutching onto Z's legs.
Sadly, Timothy's time was almost over and there seemed to be no one out there to save him. Nobody who loved or cared about him.
Fallon discovered Timothy lying down in his bed, his body was still.
"Tim?" She yelled, hoping that he'd wake up
Before she could shake him awake, she saw the familiar mark on his arm of an inked looking 'X' symbol.
Feeling the urge to smack him she held back because any sudden shock on his body would lead to a potential cardiac arrest and even death. Many X users die that way. The virtual world cannot kill them as long as they aren't shocked or frightened into a heart attack.
She gently placed her hand on his chest and gave it a light press.
"Dammit. I can't even wake you up. It's been a while since I've gone to X. I have to check if you're still alright." She muttered, gently stroking his brunette hair which was damp with sweat.
As gently as she could, she lay down next to him, took the drug and tightly held onto his hand hoping to connect. It was a risky procedure to try but she mustered up the courage to do it because she still loved him.
It took her a while to find him but eventually, she did.
"Tim? Is that you?" She asked him
He didn't respond. He sat down with his legs crossed, rocking back and forth. He had his eyes closed. He appeared to be in a state of shock and despair.
"What the hell is this place? It feels so familiar." She spoke
"Ah, welcome back my darling!" Z spoke to her
"Z! Was this your doing?" She asked him
"Yeah? Do you have a problem with that?"
She hesitated for a moment then decided to say this.
"Yes I do actually."
"Hmm, interesting. I've never seen you so confident. Who is he to you huh?"
"He is special to me. You'll leave him alone now. If you don't, I might just rip you to shreds."
"Ooh, how intimate. You think that you're capable of ripping me to shreds?"
"Of course I am capable." She smiled, walking up to Timothy
She hugged him tightly and supported him to stand. Timothy's face was buried in her hair as he took in her scent. Slowly, he opened his eyes.
"F-Fallon. You're actually here!" Timothy spoke
He couldn't help but start sobbing in gratitude for her being here with him.
"Shh, it's alright now. Let's go." She spoke, gently rubbing his back
"Z? What's this? His punishment isn't over yet. What do you think you're doing?" Y spoke
"Forget it! It's not fun anymore. We almost lost him." Z replied
"You've gone soft Z. Who even put you in charge?" X scoffed
Suddenly Z grabbed X by the collar and stared him down menacingly.
"Hold your tongue or I'll make you suffer like that boy has." Z threatened
X nodded and didn't say a word.
"What about her? She's associated with the boy so she's just as bad as he is! Let's punish her." Y suggested
Fallon's face immediately turned pale.
"Are you alright?" Timothy asked her
"You shouldn't have come here." She told him
Before they could escape, the trio unleashed three of the blurred ones at Fallon.
Strangely enough, she kept her composure.
"Timmy. Do what I say ok." She spoke
He nodded.
"Do not show fear. Do not show excitement. Do not beg for mercy. Their vision isn't too good and they are slaves to pleasure. Sneak up on them and unleash all of your power if you want to live." She told him
"Aww you've ruined the fun! He's all tough and brave now. The fight won't be any fun." X and Y complained
"Change of plan. You're allowed to kill them now!" Y commanded the blurred ones
They were fighting off the blurred ones and Timothy was surprised by Fallon's strength. She was ruthlessly beating them down whilst he was struggling to fight them off.
"How are you able to manage?" He spoke, out of breath
She was sitting on top of the one that she defeated and was digging her shoes into his neck. Most of them were knocked out by both Timothy and Fallon's joined effort!
"Your strength in X is not the same as your strength in reality. Some people are stronger here than they are in the real world and-"
Fallon was interrupted when the blurred one that she was sitting on had knocked her off.
"And fucking stay down!" She hissed loudly, knocking him over and holding him down.
Overcome with anger, she spat at him, pulled his hair back and repeatedly smashed his face against the cold hard floor.
"Woah." Timothy blushed, mesmerised by her
"Timmy. You're exciting them again. Relax. Look out for the one that's behind you!" She warned him
He immediately turned around and wrestled with him, beating him up until they stopped moving.
Eventually after a long and hard fought battle with the blurred ones, no matter how many were summoned by X Y Z, they defeated them.
Their punishment was over so the trio let them go.
Fallon and Timothy went back to the field of white.
"What's wrong?" She asked him after seeing the look on his face
"I can hear flutes playing." He told her
"Flutes? Really?" She replied flatly
"I am serious! It sounds faint but I can hear music!" Timothy replied
"That's interesting. Maybe its coming from your mind. Some sort of adaptation to your fears maybe, but that's the same as blocking them out. Oh dear oh dear."
"What do you mean?"
"Deal with your burdens, Timmy. Before the burdens deal with you."
"What burdens? Anyway, thanks for saving me. I don't know what would've happened to me if you didn't come here. I can't believe that those monsters ruined my fun!"
"There's nothing fun about this place which you'll find out soon enough." She muttered under her breath
I hope that I made it clear that Timothy and Fallon's reactions to X are wrong.
Timothy sees X as a source of pleasure and unlimited fun which is very short sighted if you ask me.
On the other hand, Fallon sees X as something dangerous to be feared. I personally am aware of the benefits and dangers of X.
They walked somewhere and noticed something following them.
"Is that a child? Where the hell did it come from?" Timothy muttered
"She's a real toddler. We don't know the cause of her being here but it seems that she arrives at X involuntarily. Her name is unknown, her origin is unknown but multiple people have claimed to have seen her. Two things about her stand out: her unusually bright blonde hair and the fact that she has no burdens. Mr Zero tries to keep her away from him. We call her blondie." She explained
"Again. What the hell are these burdens you're talking about?" He asked
"You blind fool. Look at me from behind your eyes. Then you will see." She told him
He tried to look at her as one looks when they are reading auras. At first he couldn't see anything unusual on her until he tried a few more times to really look.
"W-What are those things clinging to you? What weirdly shaped creatures." Timothy spoke
"These are my burdens. I can see 10 of them on me." Fallon replied
"10? More like 24. I just counted them all. Each burden is the height and size of a small adult hand. About 6 inches or so. Hmm. Interesting." Timothy stroked his chin getting technical
Fallon chuckled.
"Now look at yours." She grinned
He gasped looking at the burden resting on his shoulder and another one resting on his knee.
"I see two. Now how do I get them off of my body?"
"You can't. And this isn't your physical body. It's a dream body. Similar to the body in lucid dreams. Now how many burdens can you see?" She asked him
"Only 3. Why do you ask?" Timothy asked nervously
"Oh my god. How are you that blind? You have like 30 or more and they're so packed together and some are even sitting on each other's shoulders."
"Stop joking around. Seriously." Timothy chuckled nervously
"I'm not joking. You really have that many." Fallon told him
"Aarrgh! What the fuck?! Get it off my body! Get it off! They look like giant mutant rectangular beetles!" He screamed
"Just shut the fuck up already! The burdens won't leave you. You've had them this entire time. The more that you absorb from the environment the more that they accumulate."
"Hey. Blondie is still following us. Blondie! What do you want from me?"
The toddler smiled and hugged his arm.
"Aww. She's never hugged me like that. How adorable."
"Get this brat off me. I don't know her."
"You're so cold." She spoke
Blondie turned around and pointed forwards but they were confused because they couldn't see what she was pointing at.
"Blondie. What are you pointing at?" Timothy asked her
She didn't reply.
"I don't think she can speak." Fallon replied
"Is she really safe in a horrible place like this?"
"Well she has been around here from birth so either she is incredibly lucky or she holds a mysterious power which protects her. Even Mr Zero is afraid of her." Fallon said
"Again. Who is Mr Zero? This is all too much to process!" Timothy shook his head
"Another forced volunteer. Like I was."
"Oh."
"Don't worry about it. It's all in the past now." She smiled at him
Now I will explain what these burdens are but fear not for I won't overload you all with too much information.
Think of a sponge. This sponge is brand new and fresh. Eventually the sponge turns darker as it accumulates more dirt if this sponge is never washed. Eventually it will turn black and look nothing like it's former self. This sponge is like the human soul and that which darkens it are stresses absorbed from society. These stresses are: fears, sadness, guilt, empath fatigue, shame, regret and all kinds of vices and addictions. This can be visualised after taking X. Hence, I will stop talking and present to you an excellent reason to take X (at least once a month or once a week if you have the self control to not become addicted).
Personally, I go to X only twice a month. (1) to check the environment and (2) to release my own burdens to prevent myself from becoming consumed. I admit that I am a magnet for burdens. Some people have less burdens than others. Some people find it easy to release them but others struggle to let go.
Timothy noticed something and turned to Fallon.
"Oh my god. What on Earth is that gigantic thing? It's a mountain of burdens!"
"That poor person. They are completely covered in burdens! They are crawling on the floor! How is that even possible?"
"How is this person able to move? Oh wait. The person is holding their arm out to us."
"STOP!"
"What a deep voice! It must be a man." Timothy spoke
"Why did he yell stop? Did he notice us? Oh my god! It's-"
"It's who?"
"Mr Zero! I recognise his voice! He's actually here."
Mr Zero let out a grunt as he forced himself to stand upright. He grit his teeth bearing the weight of it all.
Timothy shivered but continued to watch the burden covered man. He finally stood up and was forcing himself to move around.
"It's so tragic!" Fallon said
"What do you mean?" Timothy asked her
"Mr Zero is the only person who is fully aware of all his burdens! He can see it all. Every single burden. It must be torture."
The man let out a long deep battle cry, picking up his green and orange spear and getting into a stance. As he lifted his arms, the burdens were carried upwards too.
He noticed the toddler walking towards him and he started to back away from her. He stopped after he noticed a very large crowd of blurred ones coming towards him. Immediately he clenched his jaw in anger. He pointed towards Timothy and Fallon. Luckily, the child began to run towards them for safety.
"Forward..fight! Fight! Fight!" He said to himself with every step taken forwards, forcibly using the rage and sorrow within him to move as freely as he wished with all of his burdens.
The man was attacked by the large crowd and he immediately let out a shout and hunted them down despite the burdens weighing him down immensely. He was still strong enough to defeat them. The attackers were left with their limbs hanging and their bodies bruised. It all looked brutal and most of them were stabbed with his green and orange spear.
'So much anger. So much sadness. Mr Zero, what on Earth happened to you?' Fallon thought, chills running up her spine
Timothy was mesmerised by the man's immense power but wondered whether Mr Zero was dangerous or not based on what he'd seen and how he'd tortured those who attacked him. He also noticed the man's burdens releasing more and more until his skin was almost visible.
What was most unusual what that the man fought on bravely but had tears running down his face.
"Who are you?" Timothy asked, curious
The man didn't speak but moved closer and closer to Timothy. He was still covered in burdens but there were less burdens than before.
Timothy shivered again after feeling the man's eyes pierce through him.
"S-Stop! Don't come near me!" Timothy spoke
But the man moved closer until he was barely an inch away from Timothy.
Timothy could do nothing but look to the side.
"These burdens. They won't go away so easily. But we must carry on." Mr Zero spoke
"Wait. What do you mean?" Timothy asked him
"I am a burden magnet after all." Mr Zero chuckled
TO BE CONTINUED...