Trapped in VR

[Nana Abby]

Jamie pulled on his new VR goggles. 

"Calibrating user," said a voice in his ear, "User calibrated. Gaming expectations understood, configuring system now."

Nothing happened. Jamie waited patiently.

Something happened. Jamie jumped, found himself in a strange world, his hands operating a strange contraption that he could move, steer, use to explore the world.

Hours later Jamie felt hungry, searched for the option to exit the system. He rapidly realised he lacked controls to achieve this, put down the hand controllers and ripped the VR set from his head. As he stood to find food he realised that while he'd been under he'd wet himself, a cold damp puddle now beneath his jeans, his underwear soaked.

A shower, laundry, dinner then bed. Jamie lay awake wondering how to enjoy that fantastic VR experience without ruining his clothes or furniture.

The next morning he dressed quickly, went shopping, bought himself some adult incontinence protection. Back home he tried on the strange garment, looking like a slimmer more medical version of a baby's diaper. Fastening it in place he skipped his jeans and pulled the VR helmet back on.

"Calibrating user," said a voice in his ear, "User calibrated. Gaming expectations understood, configuring system now."

Nothing happened. Jamie waited patiently.

Something happened. Jamie jumped, found himself in a strange world, dressed like an actual baby, looking out from inside what seemed to be a playpen.

"What the..?" he wondered, then discovered that the brainwave scanning elements of the system had detected his confusion.

"Awww, coochy coochy lickle baby," said the system, "Don't you worry, we'll look after you until your legal guardian releases you from the system."

"But I don't have a legal guardian!" explained Jamie, reaching up to remove the headset. He found to his horror that this wasn't possible, the system manipulating his brain to prevent him from completing that task.

In the simulation he could tell he'd wet himself, and a strange robotic humanoid dressed like a nanny changed his virtual diaper. He worried, knew that in real life that wasn't happening, and now he was getting hungry.

Time passed.

"I'm telling you, that smell ain't right," proclaimed Jamie's neighbour, "You gotta go in and sort that out!"

"All right, all right," said the landlord, using his spare key to force entry. "Oh. You'd better call the police. And the coroner."

 

[Pierry Louys]

Ohhh my poor jamie

[diddldum]

Dear Nana,

thank you very much for LOL early in the morning!

Please carry on with your excellent ideas!

                                  With best wishes

                                         Diddldum

[Eagle0769]

Nice story good imagination.

Will this continue or is it dead like Jason

poor boy.

[Nana Abby]

I didn't know Jason but I'm sorry for your loss.

This story is complete although there may one day be a sequel from the coroner's perspective, exploring the tragic events that led to the closure of this sorry tale.

[CDfm]

Wow that was a pretty intense game.