She turns to me and asks in Spanish, “Do you like soccer? Would you like to kick the ball with us?” My god... I wanted to fuck her right then and ...here. My favorite sport! I reply, “Of course I do, lets go!” She smiles at me and we start to walk towards the younger boy. She stops me after a few steps and questions me, “What is your name? My name is Karina!” Beautiful name I thought. I respond, “My name is Johnny, nice to meet you Karina!” We stare at each other for a few seconds and I give her. His foot nudged her dirty clothes out of the way, before he bent over and picked up the small pile of clean clothes she'd brought with her. He lifted the small white tee shirt and the bright red boy shorts along with the lightweight pajama pants she'd brought out to the pond to change into after cleaning off the dirt. "So what are you doing up and out so late then?"Sara stared at his hands that looked so huge holding her clothing. She found the bottom of the pond with her feet, tipping her head. I still enjoyed company even if I didn’t need it. Eventually, I was pulled out. I assumed I’d be turned into a clone of someone’s favorite anime waifu or something, and made peace with it. Instead, they offered me a job.••••••••••They wanted a beta tester for a product they were developing. An immersive full recreation of a fictional setting, with access to an extremely pay-to-win cash shop. They had tens of millions in production, and I’d be matched with one and go through the experience they. .. did ... notlive in swamps, as do many of my kind. We preferred the heat of thedesert and the rocky outcrops of the badlands. Sadly, our attempt atisolation did not save us. Some prospectors found out there were valuableminerals in our desert rocks, and the fact that we lived there was aninconvenience to them. So they apparently contacted a sorcerer whotrafficked in necromancy, and sent a wave of dead creatures to our home.I ... was not at home, that day. I had gone to pick some rare.