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Maybe the summer heat is getting to me. I haven't felt this sporadic in... forever, maybe.

Well, maybe it wasn't that hot. Californian summers don't tend to be very extreme, but lately

I've been feeling hot and bothered--which was weird, as I usually wore light clothing. Today

was no different: loose shorts, a pair of sneakers, a t-shirt and a thin jacket. I've always

dressed like this because of my dark fur--while all my classmates were fine I was one of the

few who naturally had darker-colored fur. Even in my neighborhood I was the only dark-furred

cat. Apparently I inherited it from one of my great-great grandfathers, as my parents were tan-

colored, like most other Siamese cats.

Oh, I should introduce myself, shouldn't I?

My name is Kuron Becker. I only turned 18 a few days ago, and I'm only a couple of months away

from graduating. I wouldn't say this in front of even my closest friends, but I am terribly

ashamed of my body. I only have a small pouch extending from my stomach, but

my metabolism doesn't work in my favor at all. No matter how much of an effort I put in, my

body refuses to get any more fitter or thinner. If I could control it, I'd have a lean body

shape. I know a lot of other guys want huge, rippling muscles, I'd be fine with having a lean-

built body, nothing overly showy. But I don't have control. I never do.

Today was Sunday. I was avoiding doing my homework (again, unfortunately) by having a walk

around the neighborhood. Today I decided to have some fresh air at the local park. Maybe I can

get some motivation or inspiration for my work here. But just as I rounded the corner stepping

into the main field area--

*crack* *crack* *crash!*

--the ground beneath me collapsed. It was surreal. It was impossible. It was bizarre. It was

nothing like I'd ever experienced before. Like fractured glass the ground beneath me swallowed

me-up into pitch darkness, flipping me backwards. My body was inverted, allowing me to see the

light of the world above me shrink away. It wasn't as if there was a pothole or something. No,

it was like I fell beneath the world into nothingness, not dirt or gravel or concrete.

*bzzzzzzz* *bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz* *bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*

What? Why is my phone vibrating like crazy? My hand drew into my pocket and fished it out,

as if what I was currently experiencing were nothing strange. Lighting up the nothingness

around me my phone glowed white, vibrating still. My home screen was grayed-out, but a single

icon still glowed, alluring my attention. It was red, blood-red, even, and a gray eyeball

peered back at me intently, knowingly, seductively. My finger clicked it.

My phone instantly darkened, leaving me in complete nothingness, with only the ray of sun

shining above me in the fractured grounds of my world. I could only stare at where the light of

my phone used to be, waiting with anticipation and patience that was not my own. The phone then

lit back up, with a gray background and lines of maroon highlighting the blankness. The eye

stared blankly at me at the top. Below it was written a few lines...

"Sync Mode Engaged. Please wait..."

Below it was a loading bar, about halfway filled, and a crossed-out button labeled "CONTINUE."

Once again, there was nothing I can do but wait. And wait, and wait, and wait. Suddenly I

realized I wasn't in nothingness anymore. Giant eyeballs stared at me from the darkness,

outlined in all colors of the spectrum, showing no emotions, except for expectant and alluring.

One eyeball, larger than all the others, stared intensely at me, glowing progressively brighter

as I waited, and waited, and waited.

*ding* *ding* *ding*

The eyeball shifted to my phone, which now just alerted me with a soft ding of a bell. The

loading bar was complete, and the CONTINUE button now was colored-in. Without hesitation I

clicked it, still looking at it and nothing else. For some reason, I made it a point of

avoiding eye-contact with the glowing eyes. Suddenly I heard a whirring sound, like a machine,

but it was other-worldly. It wasn't mechanical like what I had expected. It was... different.

My phone glowed brighter and brighter, even brighter still.

Visions flooded my mind. I couldn't catch them all, and now I don't remember any of them. But

after all of them, a light projection zipped up in front of my face, like a sci-fi holographic

display. It was a light teal color, but the icon of the red eye still permeated at the top.

Writing then appeared, and to the right side of the screen was various documents loading-in,

their lines and data obscured by other documents suddenly appearing.

"YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED. YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED FOR GREATNESS"

"YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED TO CREATE AND CONTROL AN EXPERIMENT. YOUR OWN EXPERIMENT, WITH YOUR

OWN RULES, CONSTANTS, AND CHANGES. YOU NOW HAVE POWER UNLIKE ANYONE ELSE. USE THIS POWER..."

"...TO EDIT THE VALUES OF THIS REALITY."

_Edit the values of this reality...? Like, controlling different aspects of people, or the _

laws of physics, or what?

I suddenly lurched forward, now upright, and the eyes have disappeared. Now I was in nothing.

But I felt... something. Something reaching out to me, and I firmly grasped it without

hesitation. I will not falter. I will not compromise. I now know... it is my true purpose in

life. I now have control that I never have experienced before... I reached my arms up, and

willed my body upwards. And, almost like in quick, random jolts, I felt the ground of the

world I fell from, and rose up. I... am not the same. This world... is no longer the same. For

I am now here, and I can do what I want, however I want, whenever I want...

An experiment? I think... I think I understand now. This world, this reality... it is my own

experiment. If I want to observe how things can change, or how things may remain consistent,

it should be within my power to do so.

I glanced at my phone. It felt... different. I turned it on. It no longer had an contacts or

apps that I had. My pictures, data, everything was gone. Except for the one app. The red app

with the gray eye. I... understand. Clicking on the app, I suddenly heard people talking. I

was in the park, I realized. Stealthily peering around the corner of a nearby wall, I saw two.

A wolf and a bunny. A man and a woman, alone, in a park one Sunday morning, alone. I didn't

recognize them, as I hardly ever tried to remember most people's faces.

The bunny girl was a soft tan, with upright, perky ears. Her body was thin and curvy in the

right places, and and her subdued, loose clothing accentuated her figure. She appeared about

five foot four, and her brown bangs were swept to the side so she could see with her two round,

sapphire eyes. The smile on her face told me she had a not-so-innocent reason to dress the way

that she did.

As she stood there, her legs shifted now and then, almost methodically, and I caught glimpses

of her, somewhat sizable breasts. They couldn't be any bigger than B-cups, but not as small as

A-cups, somewhere between, I think. She wore a tank top over them, snugly kept.Her butt looked

soft and firm at the same time. Under her running shorts, it was plump and tight, too. It was

like looking at an alluring contradiction. A short, fluffy tail flickered to-and-fro, from

side-to-side.

The wolf was breathtakingly masculine. Gray with black streaks in his coat, he looked taller

than me, maybe six foot five. His bulging muscles were kept tight under his rather small tank

top. Looks to me like it was meant to accentuate his very toned form, rather than for any

practical use. His eyes were a chocolate brown, and a wide smile plastered his face. A

noticeable but hidden bulge was nestled in his tight shorts, and his gray tail wagged rapidly

behind him. He had his arms to his waist, creating an air of coolness to him. Strong, trunk-

like legs stood confidently.

I quietly looked on at them, beyond their view but close enough so I could hear their

conversation... The bunny sighed.

"You know, it'd be less boring if they finally give me that promotion," she pouted, lips

turned downwards. "The girls there are fine, but there isn't anyone... noteworthy that I can

really talk with, you know?" She turned to the side, glancing at his eyes. The wolf subtly

bit his lips.

The wolf smiled, teeth shining. "You know I would in a heartbeat, Jane, but my office is too

busy. Can't leave them with all that work. But..." He leaned forward, their faces close. "...I

could convince everyone, if I had a good-enough reason, to take a vacation day." The bunny's

eyes shined.

*ping!* *ping!*

Looking away, I turned to my phone. Opening the app, I was shown a minimalist screen with

few options to click on. The buttons were labeled as "PROFILE," "REALITY," "PROFILES," and

"SETTINGS." There was an icon labeled 2 floating on top of the PROFILES button. I clicked it,

and what I saw next made me silently gasp.

It was the two I can see right now. The wolf and the bunny's ID pictures were selectable, with

the prompt, "CHOOSE AN INDIVIDUAL TO EDIT" above them. Does this mean...? Looking back at the

two, I decided to see what that girl was about... Jane, did he say her name was?

Well apparently it was a nickname. Upon choosing her, I was brought to a page with her picture,

some sliders, buttons, and two drop-down menus. It was like a super-advanced character creation

UI from an MMO or something. Next to her ID Picture was the name "Janette Diane." Next to her

was a button with an arrow pointing off-screen labeled "REACT," and below it was what appears

to be a gender drop-down menu, with various options like "Male," "Female," "Non-binary," and

so on.

Below all of that were four separate buttons with arrows pointing off-screen, "ORIENTATION,"

"FAMILY," "ACTIONS," "RELATIONSHIPS." Below those four buttons were two columns with a lot of

drop-down menus, categorized by either "PHYSICAL" or "MENTAL." In them were options for

changing physical features, like Height and Weight, or mental options, like Charisma or

Happiness, but both columns had a final drop-down called "Adv." I'll check that out later.

...But, what is REACT? The other buttons were self-explanatory, but the "REACT" button didn't

exactly appear so. Clicking on it, a small pop-up with sliders presented itself to me.

"MASTER: Y/N," "STIMULI: Y/N," "EDITOR: Y/N..." and more? Ah, I think I get it!

This must be a function for whether or not the individual reacts to any changes or edits that

may happen to them. The options were set to default YES for all of the sliders. If that's what

this means, then...

I had an idea. A pretty naughty idea, even for myself. I never had anyone I could think about

these things about. Usually I was too caught-up in my schoolwork or community service that I

never found anyone I truly wanted to love or even fuck... Well, no time like the present...

right?

Well, I still feel a bit nervous. I've never done anything like this before, but I want to see

stuff in-person, still! Online pornography just doesn't cut real life, or so I've heard.

Looking at my phone, I hurriedly turned off REACT mode for her on all settings, meaning whatever

I do she wouldn't mind or comprehend as weird. Opening the page for the wolf, whose name was

Tyler Smith, I turned off his REACT sliders to NO, too.

Walking up to them from where I hid was weird. I didn't know them, they couldn't react to me

walking up to them. They couldn't react to me standing right next to them. They couldn't

react to me grasping at Jane's supple, perky breasts. They couldn't react to me groping Tyler's

growing bulge. They just kept on talking about their lives, continuing on their conversation

about work or whatever it was.

This...! This feeling! It's... lust. I feel... empowered and... lustful? Is that even the right

word to describe how I'm feeling?! Stroking Jane's shoulder-length hair... Caressing Tyler's

tense, built muscles...! It's... heavenly. A hot, burning sensation is rising in me, from the

top of my stomach to my chest. It's wrong, to do this with them, but it feels so right!

Before I realized it, I was breathing pretty heavily right now. Once I did, I calmed myself

down. Just because I set them to not notice me doesn't mean any random person nearby wouldn't

find me... strange and probably sinister.

I looked at my phone. Glancing at their hot, hot bodies, I started making some edits. For

testing purposes, of course. Starting at Jane, I wanted to see her breasts grow, subtly. Now,

according to her profile, she was a little above an A-cup. I quickly set it to grow until half-

way between B- and C-cup.

Her chest started inflating, slowly, but steadily. Her workout top became tighter, struggling

to handle the suddenly-growing organs. Her nipples became more visible, making an indent in

chest area. I placed my hand atop of it, feeling it grow. It's almost like a balloon, but firm,

and definitely hot. Moving my hand down, feeling the new curves, the flesh so soft I could rub

my face on them and relax... but I can control myself. Carefully, I slowly raised my hand to

bands of her workout top when...

Wait... One of my buttons on the Profile page was "ACTION..." Can I...?

Yes, there definitely was an ACTION button. I clicked it, and saw a simple dot, glowing a faint

pink profoudnly. Below it was written, "SYNCING..." until it changed to just "SYNCED." I...

I think this means...! I thought about specific actions she should do... Let's see... <Jane

slowly brings her arms to her shoulders, and wiggles her body to take her top off, gently

shaking her hips while doing so, and continues to have her conversation with Tyler>. Did

that...?

Suddenly, I gasped. She was doing it! She was taking her top off exactly as I wanted Jane to

do! As if the realization of my own actions hit me all at once, I instantly flushed in the

scene right in front of me. It's one to think of something like this happening, but it's an

entirely different experience watching it happen in front of you. As Jane finally pulled the

top off, her breasts heaved upwards and bounced back to their normal position, free from the

constraints of the shirt. She had a simple bra on, but it didn't leave much to the imagination

from where I stood. The curves were almost unreal, shifting slightly with every motion she

takes.

To say I was absorbed in watching them would be an understatement. My head leaned closer, my

nose sniffing her scent, sweet and earthly at the same time. Before I knew what I was doing, I

stuffed my face between her bosoms, while Jane continued on with her conversation. And, right

on cue, my shorts became immensely tighter. Shifting them a little, I instinctively rubbed and

caressed her chest with my head, taking-in this experience as long as I wanted. Peaceful can

describe this sensation. Exhilarating and exciting would also suffice.

I reached my arms around her body, meeting to the clips of the back of her bra, and carefully

started to undo them. With a loud SNAP the fabric released its hold, and I stepped away to

watch with a greater anticipation. The bra snapped quickly off her body, and her breasts almost

in a surreal fashion bounced in all directions from the sudden release. Her now C-cups-sized

boobs were hanging loosely, with pointed, erect nipples sticking-out. Like before, I held my

hands out to feel them, to fondle them, to enjoy them. The texture and firmness of them held

my attention. I leaned forward even more, and started suckling the nipple.

Her sweet and earthly scent definitely came from here. The taste of these fleshy organs flooded

my mouth, and I became more aroused, and anxious. I wanted to do something. I wanted to take

action... but I can't just go all-out. _I still want to learn what else I can do. Like a _

scientist, I must understand every variable. Maybe it's a pretty weird thought to have while

eagerly suckling on some random girl's nipples, but it's a thought I had regardless. While not

entirely satisfied, I pried myself off of her breasts, still very much excited for more, but I

need to be patient.

Turning my attention to the male, I firmly grasped at his bulge in his pants. He had no visible

reaction, but my physical contact with it definitely made it grow a little. The stimuli had

aroused him, but his package stayed in its little pocket. I synced my thoughts and Tyler's

ACTIONs, and mentally walked-through the process he'd strip-off the tank top too, but he'd do

it a little differently. Stepping back to watch it in full action, Tyler began flexing his arms

downwards, and wrapped the bottom of the tank around his thumb, and pulled-up. As I'd wanted,

he sexily exposed his upper body to the fresh park air, from his tight six-pack to his bulging

pecs, and small pink nipples at their ends. He pulled his tank top off, and draped it over his

large shoulder like a towel and continued to have casual (albeit already somewhat flirty)

conversation with Jane. Neither appears to have noticed anything wrong with their situation,

and that thought only excited me even more.

I glanced around the park. I didn't see anyone, but I didn't want to take any chances. It's

been a while, but I've walked in this park many times before, and I know a spot far from the

sidewalk but still... open to the public, so to say. I looked at Tyler and Jane. Alright...

let's get going. <Jane and Tyler get pretty warm, cheeks flushing. They start to pant a little,

and Jane notices a rec-building not too far from where they are, and suggests they sit under

its large roof, for shade. Tyler agrees, and they walk there together, glancing not-too-subtly

at each other>...

It was a bigger, more complex action I gave them, but they followed what I thought of to the

letter, in the exact same manner. I ran up in front of them and walked backwards, facing them.

I watched intensely at their expressions, only to find them blushing and stealing glances at

each other. Interesting... I don't even have to observe them directly for them to continue my

orders...

We reached the rec building. It was like a small gym inside, but it was closed on Sundays. Also

the roof was large and flat, over-extending past the actual building, allowing for any park-

goers to rest under its shade. Fortunately for us, it seems the park was especially empty today

so I can... go all-out, if I wanted to join... The thought had crossed my mind more than once,

and each time I did my shorts grew tighter and tighter, no matter how much I adjusted them.

Yeah, there's no real need to, but I'd still want to appear normal, just in case...

Jane and Tyler continued their conversation from earlier, leaning against the cool wall. They

stared passionately at each other. I licked my lips and started thinking. Well, now what?

What would I try next? Well, looking at them, I think I should have them strip com_pletely, no?_

Oh! But first...

I pulled out my phone and started to take some pictures. I wanted to document this... At the

same time, I pulled-up Tyler's Profile and examined his Physical traits, specifically his

penis and testicles subsection. Once I located it, I took note of their current numbers. Let's

_see... Normally, his fully erect penis is six inches. Pretty average, but I think we can go _

better than that. Before that, I started with his testicles. They were at... twenty percent

full and about the size of 14 on a scale of 1 to 25. That's actually pretty small. Let's make

them bigger.

Setting the number from 14 to 24 and the fluid percentage to one-hundred percent, I crouched

down next to his groin and held out my hand, onto his bulge. Almost immediately, they began

expanding, and quite heavily, too. His testicles grew to the size of my palm and seemed to fill

up completely with, I'm guessing, cum. Wait, does this mean he J-O'd before left the house

this morning? On a Sunday morning? His shorts seemed to have trouble holding down his newly-

sized testicles. With a little extra effort, his pants might...!

I glanced at his large bulge, and went back to my phone. His penis is currently six inches when

erect and four when soft. I can change it to make it more exciting. Highlighting that number

value, I changed the soft length to six inches, and his erect size to ten.

*rrrriiiiipp*

I looked up in surprise. Where did that sound come from? His shorts look fine... Unless...! I

slapped his ass with both of my hands, grabbed the top of his shorts tightly and yanked them

down. Looks like I was right! Instead of a pair of simple cloth boxer-briefs, his now very-

endowed groin ripped the fabric of his underwear down the middle, unable to contain it. Even

soft it looked absolutely tempting. The fluffy pouch of his nuts hanged low, full and large,

while his gray sheath had a small tip of his red rocket poking out from the top. Inching my

face forward, I smelled his scent. Unlike Jane's, it was musky and strong, thick of

masculinity. Seems like he's gonna have to go commando until he gets a new set a briefs.

I turned around and looked at Jane's shorts. Without hesitation I pulled them down as well, and

yanked her panties right-off, unceremoniously. The thong was simple and tore off quite easily.

Now exposed to the air was her quivering pussy, lips moist and smelled sweet but strong. I

craned my heat right up to it, and took a quick lick on the outer lips! It was nothing like

I ever had before. It was almost feathery, but soft and very sensitive. I opened up Jane's

stats on her vagina and found them to be rather normal in all aspects. The only value I ended

up changing was the overall wetness they would be, from moist to dripping wet. Now with my head

between two hot sets of genitalia, I was at a loss of what to do. Then I had an idea.

I looked up at them. Jane was talking intensely with Tyler, and he stared lustfully at her. Had

the conversation taken a really passionate turn? Well, it was clear what I wanted them to do

now. They're gonna fuck, plain and simple. I stood up, breathing heavily as they are, and gave

one single order. <Now, Jane and Tyler will have sex with each other, throwing each other into

the other's body in a hot, senseless manner. They... They hold nothing back!>...

Before I could start undressing myself, the the wolf and bunny started making out, hotly

wrestling their tongues in their mouths without any constraints, like their lives depended on

it. Jane moved her arm and began massaging Tyler's balls, and his red rocket, thick as a soda

can, quickly grew. The wolf didn't let her do all the work, and wormed his hand down her back,

to her dripping lips and started thrusting his fingers in there, somewhat hurriedly. Both

acted like they were in heat. I reached down with one hand and started playing with my balls,

the other starting to tweak my nipples a little, the sight of this hot, almost too hot to

handle, forcing my body to nearly fall backwards, the wall catching me. My long tail flickered

with anticipation, twitching to every action in front of me.

Tyler grinded his cock on Jane's stomach, dripping with pre at the top, flowing down to his

thick pair of balls. Jane started rubbing her own nipples, and Tyler used his other hand to

grope her breasts. It was like the hottest porn movie come to life. I was stunned, watching

them before going back to my own self-pleasure. I could join them... but I really just want

to see this play out, first. Suddenly, the two disengaged from one another. Before I could

check what they were doing, Tyler suddenly lifted Jane and pressed her back against the wall,

being held-up only by his arms and the wall, her wet pussy right at the tip of his dick,

so close.

He gently lowered her onto it, and I watched intensely, absorbing everything in front of me. I

could hear a faint squelching sound as she was lowered onto it, moaning loudly in his ear. He

groaned and his legs trembled, arms scarcely shaking as he continued, until she was fully

hilted on his dick like a sheath on a sword, snugly fit. The two relaxed for one single,

breath-taking moment, before Tyler went all-out on his thrusting into her. She screamed in lust

and passion, her head tilted backwards. Tyler's head leaned forward, muzzle rubbing against her

large breasts, as he thrusted deeply and quickly into her over and over and over again. His

tongue snaked out of his mouth and began flicking at her nipple, making her tremble in the

stimulation. My hand moved faster, pumping my own penis at the sight of them, the pointed barbs

enhancing my pleasure. One day, I'd be like them.

I let out of quiet moan of my own, and breathed shallowly. The wind started to pick up a

little, brushing lightly past my own penis, making it a little more sensitive. I looked up at

them, Jane with her arms wrapped onto his shoulders for support, as Tyler pumped her roughly,

a noticeable knot forming at the base of his penis_._ It'll only be a matter of time.

I hastened my own pumping, moaning louder and louder, but nowhere near as loud as Jane. Tyler

grunted with every pump, but I noticed it was more shallow, drawn-out, and slower. He was very

close, and she was, too. Then, all to quickly, I climaxed. Humping my waist upwards, my cum

sprayed onto the ground beneath them, and my breathing calmed down. With a few final thrusts,

Tyler forcefully pushed his large knot into Jane, wet vagina, and I saw his balls tense-up and

kind of deflate, as his cum began spurting into her, overflowing onto the floor. He screamed

at the same time she did, and their humping ceased. He brought Jane's body closer to his, and

had his muzzle hanging over her back. If I hadn't known any better, I thought they would just

be hugging were it now for the cum still splashing out.

They were saying something to each other, but I couldn't figure it out, still drained from my

own orgasm. I looked around for my clothes and hastily pulled them up. Luckily my home is only

a few minutes's walk away. Looking at the knotted couple, I saw the passion and love in their

eyes. Now that the fun was over, I took pictures again, and started observing them. Other than

their staring and talking at each other, they hardly seem any different. That's good. That

means that my actions and edits didn't negatively impact them, as far as I've seen. <Tyler and

Jane will stay knotted until he deflates. Once that finishes the two will go to the nearest

person's house, wash-up, and continue on with their day. However, after their shower they will

send an email to [REDACTED@EMAIL] stating their name and a picture of them, and state they want

_to talk to me, Kuron Becker>... Like a Design-Your-Own lab from school, I need a constant _

_supply of subjects and data on a normal collection basis. Guess this is like my own lab _

experiment, but all the responsibility falls on me.

Now finished, I started to walk away from the two to home. Once I shower and have a little cat-

nap, maybe it's time I checked-out my profile?

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