Pea

When you come home from work, the lights are off in the living room, with only a blue glow emanating from the bedroom. Suddenly, you remember last night - as you drifted off to sleep in that blue light, Pea had been leaning against you, and no one had helped you shut down your laptop.

You walk into the bedroom. On the rumpled sheets, Pea is sprawled out, with only a Tshirt and an undie, headphones on, wiggling her bubble as she fiddles with your laptop. The screen displays a scene from one of your “collections” - Life with a Runaway Girl.

"So that's it?" she suddenly grumble, "This 'Fubuki' has been eating and using my stuff for a whole month which is 2 whole hours in the real world, yet all she gives me are a few low-quality, censored sex scenes - and I can't even control them? This game sucks, dude."

You clear your throat, remind her even student time sweethearts should have some privacy.

"Oh, sry." She turns to you, chuckling, "I never thought there is a guy who, had been slept with his gf since his 'sex is illegal' time, yet still needs anime porns to masturbate. Look how much I found in your E disc. You are a coomer pro, man."

You explain to her, face flushed crimson, that these are keepsakes from a very early age that you'd kept - mostly just lying quietly in the corner of your computer - but even that excuse didn't make you feel any better for yourself.

"Hah!" Pea sneers, "You love femboys since you were ten? What are these - Femboy Brothers Go Hooking, Femboy Trainer SIM... Oh, and these 'incest MILF' games, you do have a hot mom but...that's sick man. That is sick."

You feel the adrenaline surging through your veins. You pounce on Pea, pulling her pants down, ready to teach her a lesson. But she playfully kicks you away.

"No real world fun today you coomer." She smiles slyly, "Since we have jumped into this rabbit hole, let's fall to the end. Come, let's see if there are any real good stuff in your disc. You tell me which one is worth playing."