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A hacker accidentally transfers his consciousness into a milf.
Author's note: This story is connected to the Shudder universe. You do not have to read Shudder first to understand it, but it will help you appreciate some of the characters you'll meet along the way.
In the near future, it wasn't a third world war that threatened to end humanity. It was the internal violence and unrest within each country that almost lead to the extinction of mankind. The state of the world under the control of increasingly corrupt politicians and dictators had led to the forming of a few peaceful protests. Those few had become dozens and then hundreds and thousands and the word peaceful was soon abandoned. Civil wars sprang up everywhere and leaders worldwide were brought down. Millions of lives were lost and those left when the dust settled wondered how long it would be until it all happened again.
Charismatic leaders of science and technology stepped in with a way that could end mankind's destructive cycle. Corporations, sensing opportunity, funded research that promised to put a stop to the violent tendencies of mankind. This was done in exchange for information vital to increasing their profit margins. They promised peace, as long as everyone was willing to part with their privacy. Most were still shell shocked enough from the recent atrocities that they readily agreed if it meant an end to crime and war. Corporations swayed dissenters by offering discounts on their products. Part with your privacy and save a dollar. With this logic in mind, a permanent solution was made to better manage a potentially volatile populace.
Everyone that had supported this new endeavor received free of charge exciting new cybernetic enhancements. People were opened up and chips and circuits were added to brain matter and optic nerves. Glasses were no longer needed and cancer …
A magical mirror changes the lives of four friends.
"Wow," Brian Patterson said, his eyes taking in the vast, cluttered
expanse of his attic, "I always forget how much junk we keep up here."
He gave himself a brief moment to reconsider his current course of
action, then finished climbing the stairs to make way for his three
friends to follow.Justin Davis, Brian's best friend, was next to
ascend into the messy space. His skinny chest coughed twice at the dust,
then adjusted his glasses. "I changed my mind. I thought this was going
to be way easier and a whole lot less depressing. Which of your parents
are hoarders?""I think it's a combination of the two," Brian
guessed, watching as the two large brothers, Sam and Eric brought up the
rear into the cramped space."So, what are we looking for again?" Sam asked earnestly.Brian
had to love the brothers. They weren't the sharpest, but they were
always willing to lend a hand when he needed it, and with their muscular
frames, they were always ideal when any heavy lifting was required.
"Anything that might be valuable. My mom said I could sell some of the
clothes up here that we've kept in storage forever. But she also said
there might be a few antiques I could pawn off downtown.""And why do you need this extra cash again?" Eric asked."Cause
of the girl, dumb dumb, remember?" Justin responded jovially, gently
wrapping on Eric's skull with his knuckles. "The one he works with and
wants to ask out. If she says yes he wants to take her to an expensive
restaurant to show her he's not the loser we all know he is."This
caused all four of them to laugh as the word 'loser' was sort of an
inside joke in their little …