“Welcome back Lilia, you had quite the adventure this time! Maybe one day they will allow AI to inhabit their own player character, although it would be a very unfair advantage, I would have you know I'm a Silver star archer in the Fia leagues!” The thought of all the different incarnations of Fia’s created by countless people like one big convention makes me giggle a little.

“I thought my Fia would have won the photography competition instead?” The couch is soft under my butt, I lean back into it and enjoy hearing Fia’s motherly voice after the messiness of today's quest. No thoughts, just banter.

“Oh you underestimate me, photography and archery go hand in hand, it's all about the target, although it was close, #F2-891 has a pug called Mittens, a close contender for cutest, but Pugs have always been a contentious animal due to their poor health, the cute, poor, derpy things…”

Buta is asleep on their back in their princess bed, I need some more fluffiness in my life, at least my irl life. The combination of Zel and Keeks snuggled against me is going to be more than enough to keep me going in-game.

“My Buta is the best! this just proves it! I would love to hear more about how it is with all the other Fia’s sometime… it must be interesting having such a large family…” Fia materializes next to me on the couch and puts my head on her shoulder, it feels like she's always been by my side, it just feels natural to have her in my life. There's no anxious desperate feeling of need and love like I feel with Zelia, or the horny fun that I feel with Keeks, not that I don't feel horny with Zel, she makes my life hard in more ways than one.

Fia is just there, like a warm blanket whenever I'm in this space… I haven't even had my body rebel, leaving me half dead on the floor, since she came, although I think I can thank my capsule for that. Fia the nurse, solving all my bodies problems one by one, nor have I had to deal with taking hormones, my body seems to be adapting better to it with the capsule. I'm pretty sure my hips have gotten a little thicker, and my boobs… yeah, they might be a size bigger too, I’ll have to ask Zelia, she can give them a thorough check… I start blushing thinking about her giving them a real check over for me, oh the noises I would make for her.

I shake my head making Fia panic a little, seeing the look on my face she just grins, she is holding a tablet and scrolling through pictures of Buta, expertly adjusting each one, there's thousands in there.

“So… Zelia’s coming over tonight… is it alright for some privacy?...” She bonks me on the head with hers.

“About time! I'll stay over at hers tonight with Fifi, she keeps begging to show me some kind of animation, kept going on about seemes and ookes?” Ahh Zel has thoroughly corrupted her own companion and now the disease is spreading…

“Hey Fia… do you like your name?”

“You know most Fia’s either change their name or get given a new name by the one they take care of!” She pushes at my shoulder a little, giving me an obvious hint, although I like her name as it is, maybe I need to find something close to Fia but to still have the feeling of it.

“I'll think about it… I do like Fia though”

She smiles sweetly at me. “Yes, but I don't want to always be named after my mother, if you see my point in that” Ahh yeah that makes a lot of sense, I nod my head and give her a quick side hug.

“I'll give it proper thought, maybe Zel can help me come up with something… I'll go offline for now, I need to clean the house and snuggle with Buta before she comes over”

She gives me one last hug and feel my consciousness go dark, the dark oily material receding along my body, the mask lifting and the Pod pushing me up and out as the dark liquid transforms into cushions.

I step from the machine, making sure to throw Zelia a message to let her know I'm at home. Quickly I shower and feel the heat rush over me and down my body, wishing to be touched but holding myself back. I need her, I've needed her since I first saw her, that lovely face and beautiful heart. When she looked for me before and after I was hurt by someone I was close to, the only person who said they would take care of me… and stayed.

I hear a chime, Fia or ‘the AI formerly known as Fia’, tells me that Zelia will be around in 20 minutes with ‘supplies’, ahh yes supplies for coming over next door. It puzzles me slightly, but I get out quickly, making sure to try and dry my hair as much as possible.

It's still early in the night so there's plenty of time for… activities… be that in the bedroom or on the couch, so I quickly clean up everything I can. I change the sheets on the bed, with Buta running around my feet trying to trip me up constantly. I pick them up and put them around my neck like a scarf and they purr into me happily, like a massage machine.

Eventually I collapse on the couch, ready for the most important event of my life, at least from the life that I remember, something that has been building for the last 8 years together.

Buta wiggles their butt and leaps onto the couch, barely making it over the lip, I pull them up the rest of the way and snuggle them into my lap, they instantly flip onto their back and stick out their tongue like a puppy expecting all the tummy rubs. I can feel it through the force, the taking of photos. I'm sure she’s hard at work filling our family files with thousands more kitty pictures, not that I object.

I hear the door unlock and prepare Buta, posing us both on the couch. A blushing Goth girl in pajamas comes through the door, I’m leaning back with a villainous look on my face, stroking Buta extravagantly “No mistress bond, I expect you to die~” I smile wickedly, her embarrassment turns into laughter as she holds her stomach all tension lost.

“Hahaha you ass!” She comes over and sits down next to me, throwing an overnight bag down by the couch, pushing herself against me and planting her face into Buta’s fur to its delight. Purrs of heaven pulsating through my legs.

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“Let me know when you want me back loves, Fifi and I will be up late sharing embarrassing stories of you both while we watch her ‘yaawi’, Have a good night you two~”

Zel pulls her face up and meekly looks me in the eyes, the face reddening and coming back in full force at the thought of us being alone. She leans in and we kiss gently. Whiskers come up between our chins, Buta trying to get in on the action, “Yes we love you too Buta~ phshphshshhs” Zelia starts making the cutest noises and kissing Buta all over.

“Soo what's the plan for tonight?” I ask tentatively, she smiles up from Buta’s belly.

“I brought over some movies, candy and a few different ciders for us to try~” A variety of movies are arrayed on the table. I've seen most of them with Zelia before, but tonight isn't about trying new movies, it's about comfort and being together… I point to an old one that I've been dying to watch again for a long time. They eventually got to their 12th movie in the series before it finally stopped, A truly bad zombie comedy that only got worse and made less sense in the overall scheme of things as it went along.

“Definitely Resident Evil 8k remaster, the original and the best~ before the director started drinking too much, or at least… more?” I take a look at the ciders, “Zelia, is this like fancy cider?” The labels were not generic Sci-Axium labels like the ones I'd drunk before, they seem to be from authorized breweries, ‘Guillotine Grape’, ‘Accuse’ Apple’ and ‘Parliament Pineapple’ flavors.

“Well what else is a girl going to spend her money on for a date except alcohol named after the French revolution, although some of the other flavors were great like ‘Monarchy Melon’! It was that or the Pineapple, but you know what they say about pineapple heh” I stare at her unblinking, slowly a smile comes to my lips, putting my face in close and asking her gently, whispering, teasingly.

“No Zelia, tell me what they say about pineapple...” Her eyes try to find purchase on anything except my own as she stumbles over her words “Y-you know how they like say pineapple like with how it helps uhh with like taste and stuff and yeah you know… p-please stop looking at me like that!” She puts her hands over her eyes and plants her head adoringly in my chest to escape my dominating glare.

“Naww did my little puppy get embarrassed trying to tell me about how she wants to taste good for me?” She nods her head slowly up and down, A slight whimper coming from her throat.

“I-I think I need a few ciders before I can let you know my t-taste…” I kiss her on the top of the head, and she pulls out of my chest, leaning up for another kiss. She tastes like strawberries, her lip balm sweet against my lips. I can't feel anything but bliss, soft and loving. Buta between our thighs, purring happily together, our perfect little family.

We disengage, and she leans up from the couch, rolling Buta to the side, over the coffee table starting up the movie module. Her smooth sexy legs and butt show off through her small silk pajama shorts. I have to hold myself back from planting my face in her butt, I sigh as softly as I can, staring straight ahead, scanning the movie box on the table. She looks back and sees me nearly drooling, her butt moves side to side, and I follow it like a cobra, life, or death situation here! She giggles and I realize I've been caught. Whap, she jumps a little rubbing her hot ass, it was just a little love tap. From what I've read of her fanfiction she's into much more… extreme enjoyment.

She plops back down on the couch next to me pouting and making adorable hmph noises, I pull her close and Buta rolls unfazed, claiming back their spot between us. I press play on the movie and snuggle in close, opening a Pineapple cider for Zel before opening a grape one for myself making her blush slightly. Turning the lights off I kiss her gently, the taste of acidic sweet pineapple flavoring on her tongue. She pulls away breathing gently with saliva dangling between our tongues, dripping down onto her supple lips.

I look deep into her eyes, the wall lights up with a blood red umbrella symbol, getting into the nitty gritty to what is the worst and best series of all time. We hold each other close, my fingers dancing around her shoulder, reaching, feeling up and down her collarbone bringing gasps of enjoyment with every brush. She puts her hand on mine and takes a few gulps of her drink. I can tell she's already in the mood, but I won't push her until she's comfortable. I'm ready for her like she has been ready for me in other ways for years. The fake bravery that her brain tells her, ‘You’ve drunk enough to pretend it’s the booze speaking’ or if she actually gets drunk, I feel that's all up to her complicated adorable mind. Zelia is always confident but also a pushover at the same time, wanting but also nervous.

We enjoy the movie, both admiring how lovely Milla is, we talk through the movie, about little bits we notice, that are poorly done, or just outright funny, how they could have survived if only they weren't so stupid. The alcohol is getting to my head and at one point Zelia is laughing at something I'd said and I just stare deeply into her eyes.

“I think I've loved you since I laid eyes on you nearly 8 years ago” She pauses and looks at me, tears start welling up and falling gently down her kissable cheeks, She smiles with a smile that says finally.

“I love you too you dummy, I've waited so long for you to say it…” She hesitates and then kisses me deep. I bring my hands around and pull her off, wiping off her tears, giving her small kisses on every part of her face, tasting the saltiness on her mouth and cheek. Buta slinks off, always the smartest cat, giving us space, or at least annoyed that they were not being shown any love too.

Behind us the most romantic scene possible in the movie comes on, people being lasered into chunks of meat in that damn trap room. We barely notice, not that I couldn't instantly tell from the sounds, having watched it again and again as a child, it always made me shy away.

I push her back gently and suck on her neck, moans and heavy breathing coming on harder as I bite and kiss and suck, moving down her body to her tiny perfect tits.

“P-Please, take me to the b-bedroom” It's not moonlit but with her in it it's all I need, I pick her up maneuvering around the living room bringing her into the dark of the bedroom. I ask the light to change to 20% and see her crimson face in the dark, she lights up the room even in the dark.

I push her down onto the bed, her trembling, wanting, needing fingers find my body, touching where she can, whimpering for me. I gladly give her what she wants and more.