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Dorm. When I was applying to college, it was the last thing I ever thought about. For me, the main thing was to get in, pass the exams, and finally get the hell out of the dump I grew up in. And now here I am, lying on the top bunk, face buried in the pillow, listening to the clattering keyboard below.
— Alex… — I mumble, rolling over to the other side. — You’re fucking annoying, seriously. It’s one-thirty in the morning.
He doesn’t even hear me. Thinks that since he’s wearing headphones, he’s not bothering me at all, though I can hear everything perfectly. Even the lines coming from his headphones and the background music leaking out through the plastic headband.
I lift my head and glance down: Alex is slouched in his chair, the laptop screen glowing right into his face. He’s so focused he doesn’t even blink. On the monitor is his character: a tall elf girl in shiny armor that barely covered her nipples, with long white hair and a completely impossible body.
— Wish she was here instead of you, — I grumble, thinking Alex won’t even hear me, then louder, — Why do you always play as chicks?
Alex tilts his head a little, headphones still on, but I see the smirk on his face.
— Because it’s nice to look at a pretty ass when you’re running around the world, — he replies without even turning.
I snort.
— Just wrap it up already, I’ve got an early class tomorrow, — I say, this time loud and annoyed, so even through his headphones he should catch it.
Alex finally reacts: takes off one ear cup, turns around. The same smug grin is still plastered on his face.
— Relax, Nate, — he drawls, — just a little more, I’ll finish the quest.
— You’re seriously pissing me off, — I mutter and flop back toward the wall, but this time I throw the pillow over my head, to block the noise and hide from the light. But only a few seconds pass before something stabs my eyes, like the room lit up all of a sudden.
— Alex, what the—
I shout, turning and lowering my head, but I never finish the sentence, because my roommate Alex is no longer sitting there. In the glow of the screen, a girl was reflected. I even rubbed my eyes to rule out a hallucination. But no.
In the chair before the monitor sat a girl. And not just any girl — the very same one who a second ago had been on his screen. A silvery costume, ridiculously tight around her massive tits, gleamed in the dim light of the monitor. A slim waist, wide hips, stockings, heeled boots, and long silver hair tied in a high ponytail. And sticking out from under the headphones were long pointed ears. Too long for a human.
She sat there, still staring at the monitor, fingers flying over the keys. But they were no longer man’s hands — they were slender palms with long thin fingers, adorned with bracelets set with dark red crystals.
— Wha… what the fuck?! — I gasped, jerking upright on the bed.
She slowly turned toward me. Her eyes gleamed, pupils stretched a little, almost like a cat’s. And that squint… terrifyingly familiar.
— Dude, just one more minute — she exhaled. The voice was soft, but in the tone I heard my roommate.
I froze, a chill running down my spine.
— Alex?.. — I asked, my voice breaking into a rasp.
She blinked, then lowered her gaze as if just to check something — and froze. Same as me. A moment later her fingers slid across her breasts, and I heard a faint metallic creak — the silvery bra was barely holding back those massive shapes.
— What… — she whispered as if she had just noticed, or more likely, suddenly realized what she was sitting in. — This… what the hell is this?!
Her voice cracked into a hysterical scream at the end. She jumped up so sharply that the chair she’d been sitting on crashed back into the wall. Her huge tits bounced with the movement, and for a second I forgot that in front of me was actually my roommate and not some sexy fantasy cosplay model.
— Dude, I can feel everything! — she yelled in panic, grabbing at her waist, then her hips, then her breasts, which barely fit into her hands and spilled over the tiny metal cups. — This… this… Fuck! What the fuck is this shit?!
I swallowed hard. My throat was so dry it felt like I’d downed a liter of sand.
— Alex… — I breathed, feeling my head spin. — Is that really you?
— Who the hell else?! — she snapped, whipping around to me, her long silver ponytail lashing across her shoulders. — I… I even… shit, I can feel everything shaking!
I gulped again, unable to look away from what was shaking. Her enormous boobs bounced wildly with every panicked move, the strained metal barely holding them back, like it could snap any second. Heat rushed to my face, and I turned away quickly, but the image stayed burned into my mind..