The order finally came in, and I opened the large box and began setting up the machine. It was the latest and greatest of the Gabin Corporation. The hype for this game was one that I couldn't even begin to design. As a streamer, I couldn't help but hope for the best. 

As a professional gamer, I was hoping that this was the game that would take off the most. The game was called Galaxy Online. It was a simple science fiction game in most cases, but the world was anything but simple when they advertised it. Advertisements were all people got, and their competitors made games to release around the same time. I looked into them, though, and I was betting on Gabin's constant success. 

Whereas other game companies are released on a schedule by management. Gabin corporation was run by a gamer that didn't believe in early access when you were a leading corporation. The only game that ever released that flopped was over a decade ago, and the apologies they sent out afterward was one that shocked the customers. They completely refunded every purchase and publicly apologized for advertisements for a month on the travesty of a game that Duelist Academy was. 

After that, they released games twice that were almost perfect and reinstated their name. After fifty years and only having one flop was something I was willing to bet on. So were many others and the Gabin Corporation even put out a statement that disallowed beta testers and alpha testers from talking or playing for a month. 

From what I heard on forums and the few that talked about the contracts. They were paid a lot to keep their mouths shut. What I did get from the advertisements was that the game world would be massive, the likes of which had never been seen, and I was buzzing in anticipation. There would be both magic and gunfighting. Crafting could even be included in certain classes with full customization and inventions built in. Not much was being heard, but one of the things that the Gabin Corporation got into while building this game was Power plants. One of the rumors was that they created their own powerplants for the computer power needed to run the servers running. 

That was frightening if it was true, and I finished setting up my pod while I stoked myself up even more for this game. There were still another couple of hours before launch, and I couldn't contain my excitement. I stood up and looked around my bedroom with the new pod taking up one of my walls. As a professional female gamer, I did something to make men pay for my flat. I wasn't going to lie to myself and say it wasn't shameless, but I did sleeping streams. 

I looked at my setup and knew when I would go to bed with all the cameras around my bed so that my pervy customers could watch me sleep. I often would switch up what I wore to bed, and I had a whole other bedroom just for outfits to wear to bed. I stretched and left my bedroom with a pod in the bare corner. I had to step out into the hallway. I lived in a small two-bedroom flat with a living room and a nice kitchen fairly high in an apartment building in Ontario, Canada. I stepped into my kitchen and began preparing some food.

I wanted to ensure I had all the sustenance I needed while in the pod. I grabbed a banana and swallowed it whole without thought, as it was something my brother got me in the habit of doing when I was a kid. Fucking pervert I learned that he was when I got older, but the habit remained, and my gag reflex didn't survive. My last ex loved that fact but didn't love the extra bit I had downstairs.

Moving on from the banana that was now in my stomach, I grabbed some cup noodles and turned on the kettle before making myself some nice tea. Suddenly I heard my phone, and I got up. I returned to my bedroom, found my phone by my keyboard, and picked up the phone.

“Honey, you haven't called all week!” I heard my mother complain a second later and wanted to sigh.

“You're right; I haven't,” I replied, dutifully admitting my supposed wrong.

“Honey, Your father and I are coming into some money issues,” My mother prompted, and I rolled my eyes. As the most successful daughter, I should bow down to my parents, is what they thought, and I couldn't help the scoff.

“How much this time?” I asked, my tone a bit short. “You two already have a good amount of money. What do you need for this time?” I asked.

“Honey,” my mother said tartly, “I am your mother, and you will not talk to me that way!” 

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My mother commanded it, and so in her world, it was so.

“Mom,” I said slowly in a drawl, “I have yet to make that money, and I still have my own living expenses. So no. Curb your spending,” I finished and hung up. I sighed, and I decided to look at my bank account. I was paid up for the month and most of my living expenses at this point. My parents wanted me to bail them out because I was low on funds. They had my perverted brother that could bail them out this time. I opened up my bank notice and frowned, thinking about the perverts that watched me sleep. 

I quickly turned onto the site I used for sleep casting and posted a poll for them all to play with. They had to pay to vote, and the options were some of my most scantily clad options. They were almost naked, and those boys thought that this was probably the time I would be exposed. These usually got me enough money to pay the rent and hopefully some food. I hated doing them, but there was one thing I knew about being a woman with a body like mine. Perverts dreamed of being with me. Too bad my boyfriends and girlfriends in the past were fucking dumbfucks.

I shook my head, not wanting to think about my poor dating choices in the past. I finished putting up the poll and a post about playing Galaxy Online, but I would check what they all wanted me to sleep in once I was done later tonight.

I sighed and sat back, hearing the kettle click. I got up and walked into my kitchen and filled my noodles, and headed back to my computer with a spork to eat it with. I pulled up some books that I read once in a while and wished for the sleep feature of games. It would probably bankrupt me if it was added to games and destroyed relationships. When would you have sex if you could sleep in the game? Have sex, then go game for a bit with the afterglow? That wouldn't happen too many men, and women I knew got sleepy, and it would be gross if they did that. Sure they could clean up first, but.

My thoughts trailed off as I got a bunch of messages from my sleep viewers, and I read some of them, and the little nightie that was almost see-through enough to see my double d breasts was a favorite to start. My bum also looked great, and I knew it. Instead of reading these messages, I got up to shower instead. I headed into the bathroom and got in the shower. I washed slowly, knowing I had a bit more time then I remembered my noodles. I quickly picked up my pace, finished washing, and dried myself off while looking in the mirror.

When I smiled, I saw my fiery natural red hair and cute looks with perfect dimples. I loved my large Double D breasts that brought home the money for me. Without these, I bet I would have a lot fewer people watching me as I slept. I saw the top of my slightly toned stomach that I had to do nothing for. For some reason, I could eat as much as I wanted with my metabolism and not get fat. My perverted brother was the same, and I could easily eat an extra large pizza in one sitting and cutely burp afterward. Then there was the cock hanging between my legs just above my pussy. I had two balls that I knew were a regular size or at least only a little larger than my previous boyfriends. I was four inches flaccid and a whopping nine or ten inches long hard. 

I sighed thinking about it, and I left the bathroom and sat at my computer naked, eating noodles while thinking about my cock size. The girlfriends I had in the past loved it. My boyfriends were either intimidated or loved it. There was no in-between, and I felt some obsessed over it while the perverts who watched me sleep loved that I was a futanari. It was that forbidden fruit or something that got them all hard or something, and I had gotten morning wood on occasion. I had to be careful with some pieces, although I would be lying if I didn't allow it to ‘slip’ out once in a while to keep the perverts looking for more. 

I sighed while eating my noodles and waited for the launch time. Soon they would open character creation, and I would get my first taste of Galaxy online I couldn't wait. I quickly slurped up my noodles and checked the time, and I decided that if I was going to wait these last minutes, I should check out the pod’s interior.

I got up and opened it up, and remembered to dry myself off one more time quickly. The pod needed you naked completely to simulate you perfectly the first time, and it made it mandatory the first time by saying it was to help people cope with the world around them inside virtual reality. I quickly got myself ready and opened up the pod, and laid down in it. I pressed the button inside, and the pod closed I felt my eyes want to close as I felt the pod tighten around me and the world quickly turned white.

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Welcome to Galaxy Online. Launch time for Character creation:00 hours 07 minutes.

Time to game launch: 01 hours 07 minutes

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I felt myself smile, and I waited, feeling like I was floating in nothingness when a new notification popped up in the white void.

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Would you like to set up your account with Gabin Corporation and link this pod to you?

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There was a yes and a no button, and I quickly thought yes, and the notification changed.

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Scanning…

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I watched the loading bar and realized I had to wait anyway, so this wasn't a big deal. The scanning process took five minutes before it finished, and I was glad I jumped in early for it.

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Scanning complete. Body profile updated and stored. Would you like to place a name for your account?

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I confirmed and put my professional gamer name in. Sleepy Wonder.

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Confirm name: Sleepy Wonder?

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I confirmed it, and it accepted the username. I sighed and wondered if I should have changed it. I decided against it yet again as I used my professional gamer name to attract more perverts to watch me sleep and donate to whatever I sleep in. If I had a choice in the matter, I would love the latex suit. It wasn't that I got turned on by it, but I loved the feeling of being hugged all over by the latex, and it was oddly comforting.

My stray thoughts ended when the countdown ended, and I grinned, or at least thought I grinned, when a notification popped up.

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Character Creation launched. Would you like to create your character before launch?

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I quickly thought yes, and the world around me changed.