Celebration In The FemVerse (TG-Empress)

(The uncensored version is available here under all tiers. A non-blurred, sensored version can be found on my deviantart page. )

(All characters are consenting adults)

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I opened my eyes and looked next to me. There sat my new husband and former best friend from the real world Eden. I truly can’t believe half the things that have happened to me in the one year, four months, and three weeks that I’ve been here.

I never imagined they’d all lead up to me being married off to Eden, and I never imagined finding myself liking it. I wanted to be his wife, even right now I want to get up without waking him up and go make him breakfast.

So I got up and did so, mostly because I was hungry as well. Once in the kitchen I access the inventory of the fridge and pull out all the ingredients to make a couple of omelets. It took me about twenty minutes to heat the stove up, mix the ingredients I was using, and cook them.

Once they were done I set two plates on the table, one for me and one for my husband. He woke up and saw me then smiled. He asked me why I was up so early and I told him about how I had breakfast prepared and waiting.

He thanked me for that and then hopped out of bed. He then took my hand and led me to the kitchen. He sat down and I was about to sit down next to him, but he stopped me and asked me to serve him a glass of orange juice.

I wanted to be annoyed with him, after all I made breakfast the least he could do was pour his own damn orange juice, but I found myself more than happy to do so. I go back to the fridge, get the orange juice, and put on a show of serving it to him, since you know, since this is just a game.

I was then allowed to sit down and start eating. Which caused my husband to look at me a bit confused. He didn’t say anything but I could tell he pulled up his menu afterward and began to mess with something, likely something involving me.

I found out how right I was a few minutes later when I was halfway done with my omelet. I was suddenly forbidden from eating it. I raised an eyebrow and looked at my husband. He just smiled at me but didn’t say anything.

Luckily I was able to check my own menu, even if I wasn’t in control of it at the minute. So I open it up while he continues to eat and look around for what could have changed. In the status menu, I find that I’m food-locked and can only consume one type of food.

I click it for further details. The effect comes from the ring I’m now wearing and allows the master of the person, or in this case, husband to set what the person wearing it can eat, and of all things for him to choose, he, of course, chose cum.

I nearly gag at the thought. The only thing I’m currently able to eat is cum, there’s no way that’s happening. I mean… maybe… No. no… It’s not going to happen even if it’s my husband's sweet succulent seed.

I shake my head a bit. I realized I was totally acting weird. There has to be more going on than I realize. I go to the equipment menu and look at the ring accessory I was now wearing to read the effects of it.

The first effect makes it so that the wearer’s potential to love and fall in love is increased by a thousandfold. So if the wearer cared about a person before putting it on, afterward they would basically be madly in love.

I let out a sigh of relief. That was really good to know. All these strange feelings I was experiencing now were definitely love, but not because I actually loved Eden in that way. I continued to read the list of effects. As I already learned, it makes me an obedient and perfect wife.

What else is new I suppose? I’ve been a servant for so long, this really wasn’t any different. Now that was probably enough to make me the wearer do whatever the master wanted, but the final effect assures that I do his every command by straight up adding it as an effect.

I close the menu, nothing special I suppose. I just have to keep doing these things until I pay off my debts and earn my freedom. Once I do, I’ll be free to tell my sister and Giselle who I really am, and if I’m lucky, I’ll get out of this damn game.

I look down at my omelet and sigh, I then look up and notice Eden watching me intently. I suddenly feel worried for him and ask if everything is okay. He sighs and says he’s fine, but as his caring wife, I had to know what was wrong in case I could fix it.

So he told me what was wrong, and I was a little taken aback by it. He told me I looked a lot like his best friend. He then tells me about how some time ago an accident happened and his friend George was trapped in a coma and laid in a hospital bed every day.

He looked like he might cry, but then stopped. He smiled and said that I reminded him of his friend sometimes, but he wasn’t really sure why. I let out an awkward smile. If only he knew the truth, but it’s good to know he thinks I’m an Npc, and that he’s not in on Ivy’s evil plans.

He had finished his food, so I got up, brought our plates, and started to wash them. As I did, Eden got a message and opened it up. He stood up quickly and said the party was ready and starting. I stop washing dishes and look at him.

I asked him what party he was talking about. He then informed me that Ivy had set up a party for the highest and most loyal contributors to her OnlyFems page to come and celebrate our wedding. Before I could say anything, Eden hit a button and we were teleported to another location.

It was a massive ballroom filled with all kinds of people, creatures, and objects. Some of which I recognized from the wedding itself. I wonder how much money they’re giving to my OnlyFems page to get an invite to the wedding and this party, it can’t be cheap.

As I looked around at people, I noticed them all staring at me. I gulped, they were here to see me, so I suppose it made sense, but it was embarrassing. Giselle and Ivy suddenly appear next to us. Giselle starts chatting with Eden, while Ivy comes over to talk to me.

It had been some time since I saw her in person, or in the game, and I was a little surprised to see her. She came over and teased me like normal, and then congratulated me on getting hitched. I rolled my eyes but held my tongue.

She then clapped her hands and turned around. She called for everyone’s attention. Once everyone was looking at her, she told them that to start the night, they were going to vote on what outfit they would be wearing for the event.

All the guests pull up their menus and start to vote on a selection that Ivy and Giselle had picked out, all while I do nothing but wait for the results and hope for the best outcome, something like a latex swimsuit or another maid uniform.

A few minutes passed and the results were in. Ivy thanked them all and then told Eden the results so he could put me in the outfit since he currently still has control of me. He nodes and gets to work, and I soon find myself in the outfit I’d be wearing for the night.

Which was a sheer black dress, which did very little to cover my body. My nipples could be seen as if they were completely exposed, and if I turned a certain way, my vagina would be in the same situation. I should have expected an outfit like this, especially from a room of perverts.

Ivy thanked them all again and complimented them on the choice, even saying it was the one she was hoping I’d be wearing. She then tells them the main event will begin, and she then goes over how it’ll work.

I was supposed to go around talking to each guest. They all had numbers, one through one hundred and twenty. Each one would be allowed to take a few photos and videos with me, even have me pose in different ways if they like.

They can group me in two places, ask me a few questions, and finally they end their interaction by using the button Ivy provided them. Seemed great for everyone, everyone but me. Ivy then turns towards me and tells me to get to work.

I ask who has number one and watch as a person using a batcowl-only Batman skin calls me over. I greet him and he begins his turn. He had me pose a few times, then took a video where I was on my knees with his batmember designing in my face.

He then asked me a few questions, which were mostly about previous sexual encounters I’d had. I answered them, and he seemed satisfied with my answers. Once he was done he pulled out the button Ivy gave him. I was a bit nervous, as I had no idea what it did.

He pressed the button and I suddenly fell to my knees and started to moan. I felt my body heating up and knew what was coming, it was me, I was cumming. I held my crotch and felt it as my hands were filled with cum. I sat in there bright red for a moment catching my breath.

I look up and find Batman smiling and filming me again. It was totally humiliating but worse than that, I had to do it over a hundred more times. Ivy comes over, gets me to my feet, and leads me over to a skeleton with a massive boner, he was number two.

The process repeated again, this time though when I went to drop to my knees, the skeleton put his boner under my legs and propped me up. So I ended up cumming all over it, which I’m pretty sure got him off or something, as he was forced to log out from the increased heart rate safety measure.

I caught my breath and was then brought to the next person. This went on for hours until I finally got to the last person. By that time I had shot so much cum out to fill a pool, and there was a trial of it around the ballroom.

I had also been touched on every part of my body which is how I ended up with my own cum in my hair and breasts, and likely had every inch filmed by these perverts. The event was finally over and I was glad, as I was exhausted, but at the same time, I knew this only meant the next thing Ivy had planned was right around the corner. Damn this game! When will I get out of it?