Chapter 2

Victor senses a pattern in how the game works and tests it.

At lunchtime at school, I pulled my phone out and logged into SpiritWalk’s Master Console. As I queued up another rare spirit, I felt my cock getting hard. Why was that happening? I didn’t find the cartoonish spirits sexy. Then I thought about it ... the two blowjobs, and then sex with my sister...

... had happened right after I spawned and bound a rare spirit! I was experiencing the classic Pavlovian response where always ringing a bell when it was dinner time made a dog salivate at the sound! And in this case, it was my penis that was salivating, so to speak.

This made no sense! How could using a game that bound virtual spirits affect real people? I had to test this theory. I went to the gymnasium, where some of the other students were playing floor hockey, slipped into the equipment room, spawned a rare, and bound it. I then sat on a pile of mats and waited.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the door opened and then a girl slipped into the room, closing the door behind. I didn’t know her but I’d seen her around ... she was my age (16), kinda nerdy, cute, slim with brown hair and glasses, wearing a t-shirt and shorts. When she saw me, she pulled off her shirt, showing off her white bra pushed out by small pale breasts.

I stood up and held out my hand to stop her. “Why are you doing this?”

She paused in front of me. “Gotta,” she said as if that explained anything. Then she took my hand and sucked one of my fingers into her mouth. My cock had stayed hard the whole time. I sat back down.

Quickly, she unfastened my jeans and soon her mouth was around my cock. She was inexperienced compared to my sister, let alone Mrs. Whittaker., but the excitement of possibly being caught helped. She fastened her mouth around just the head of my cock and sucked as she stroked her hand up and down my shaft, which felt amazing.

She stood up, pulled down her shorts and panties, and then climbed into my lap. She lined her little pussy up and passed the head of my cock between her vaginal lips several times, lubing them up with my pre-cum. Then she sank down on it a little.

“Nnh!” she groaned in discomfort.

“Are you a virgin?” I asked. She nodded.

“Shit! Maybe go back to the blowjob?” I offered. She shook her head. “Um ... just the tip, then?” She nodded and reached down to stroke my shaft again as the head of my cock remained inside her virginal hole.

It was awkward, and I didn’t want to take too long there in the equipment room. I pushed her bra up to reveal her small, A-cup titties and hard pink nipples, and then fastened my mouth to one. She gasped and my cock gave a little lurch.

Soon I was close. I pulled off of her nipple. “I’m gonna cum.”

“Ohh ... yes...” she moaned, stroking me harder, her eyes closed.

“You gonna pull off?” She shook her head.

She was a virgin ... there was almost no chance that she was on birth control, but at that point I was only thinking with my little head, not my big one. I reached down and flipped at her prominent clitoris.

“Ohh!” she gasped and sank down on my cock a little more as she furiously stroked my shaft.

That did it. I grunted as the pleasure became too intense and my balls gave up their dangerous cargo. Spurt after spurt of my hot cum was injected into the girl’s vulnerable reproductive system, and that caused her to begin shaking in her own orgasm. By the time the last of my cum dribbled out inside her, she had sunk halfway down my shaft. I could see pinkish-white froth escaping from between her vaginal lips.

“Crap, ohh, I’m sorry,” I apologized as she pulled off of me with a pained moan.

“It’s okay,” she responded as she quickly dressed. I pulled my pants back up and waited. She didn’t even look at me as she left. Weird! I opened the door and watched her head into the girls’ change room, presumably to clean up the dangerous mess I had left inside her.

I tested it out again that afternoon, in class, but nothing happened. Correlation was not causation, as my science teacher said, and I only had 4 successes for 6 tries in my theory, my very first summoning having not caused anything weird to happen in the real world. I had been so sure!

Trenton de Ruyter felt the silent notification from his phone, but he couldn’t check it because he was in a board meeting. It had only been a couple of hours since Trent had directed a cute nerdy girl to fuck the boy. If Victor had spawned another rare, then he wasn’t going to get fucked or sucked this time. Maybe it’s better this way, he considered; he didn’t want to become predictable.

On my way home, I spawned and bound another rare in the park where some ladies were sitting on a bench nearby. I waited, but nothing happened. 4 for 7.

When I got home, I considered trying once more, but if it worked, I didn’t want my sister trying to fuck me again! I stayed out of the game until after dinner and then I went for a walk down the road. A couple of blocks from home, I tried again and waited.

After a few minutes, a police car approached and pulled alongside. A pair of mirrored shades under a police hat looked at me as the driver-side window rolled down. “You keeping out of trouble, kid?” It was a woman cop!

“Um, yes, ma’am,” I replied, continuing to walk.

“Uh huh...” The cop pulled the car in front of me, stopped, and got out.

She was short, maybe 5’4”, and curvy! She took off her hat and shades and I was looking at a pretty Latina, her dark hair tied back in a severe bun. She opened the back door. “I think you’d better come with me.”