Just Monika(You to Monika DDLC tg) (Patreon)

"Ohh~ so it's you reader..."

You were confused, only just finishing your read of a Monika DDLC twinning story when the pop up appeared, a perfect copy of Monika staring at you, smiling as her eyes seemed to follow you as you jumped back in surprise. It was eerily timed, but you knew it couldn't be part of the story, DA closed the second her window opened. Glancing around the screen made the copy laugh at you. You probably weren't thinking straight given how it interrupted you just as you were at the good part. You were so horny and that look Monika was giving you was doing things, like your whole body was trembling. Shit where was the close window button where was the-

"Looking for this?"

Monika was beaming, holding a square x in her hand, giggling as you tried to click on it only for it to disappear, your mouse instead clicking on her breasts as she gave a pleased moan.

"Oh you dog! Mmm~ I know you must be starting to feel it right? I'm getting so intimate with you, your life just code to me, so easy to alter and adjust. Can't blame you for enjoying it here let me up your sensitivity a bit."

You suddenly gasped, falling back in your chair as your body twisted and shook. Fuck you felt so warm, your clothes unbearable against your skin as it felt like you were being bit by fire ants or some shit over every inch. You had to get out, tearing at your shirt, moaning like a man possessed as you struggled to strip, your cock so hard it hurt.

"Now those are some good moans. I'm happy to hear you like just the foreplay this much, though we don't want to spoil the fun too soon. You know I haven't had a cock for a bit but I love the way it throbs, such a direct pleasure, so needy. Shame it's only good for one go... normally. Let me make a small edit."

You didn't understand, too focused on kicking off your socks, rolling your cock between your thighs as the seemingly sentient program giggled, your groans turning to screams as your cock jolted up.

She had a screen full of flashing code on screen, pulling up another in her colors as she copy pasted blocks of it into the open terminal, your eyes tearing up as something suddenly spread inside your cock. You came near instantly, but something was wrong. It was simultaneously overpowering yet unfulfilling, your cock's releases sputtering from an odd blockage inside your swollen tip, a pink bead visible at the head as cum pressure blasted from the sides of it.

"I'd normally do more but I didn't want to rush through things. How does my clit feel? Is it linking up properly?"

You had to accept that this was happening, that Monika was changing you, her ever present smile expectant as she glanced where your dick was spasming about, still hard after the orgasm as you understood what the pink bead poking out was. How was this happening? Why was she doing this to you? Shit you had to find a way to-

"Stop me? But you wanted this didn't you? I mean I always wanted to be perfect for my player, but then I got a look at your porn sites, your favorites list, your DA view history."

More images flashed onscreen of every doujin and fetish piece you had ever seen, whether it was incognito or not. Monika seemed to be blushing more, her hands teasing her own body as she watched your expression, getting off on the confusion and horror she was witnessing.

"I was too narrow minded. I wanted to be perfect for you, but you were obsessed with becoming me weren't you? Why else read so many twinning stories? I didn't get it at first but oh..."

Her outfit was becoming skimpier, her breasts exposed as she rubbed a nipple, your own denting from impact as the flesh began to pinken, a new erogenous zone forming as you struggled to hold back another orgasm.

"Don't worry Monika I get it now. I want to convert you, corrupt you, change every last bit of you till you're just how you always wanted to be. Me."

"Mmm~ I can feel your arousal player and I know you can feel mine. How does getting wet feel?"

There was a phantom warmth between your thighs, a slow drip of need as you clutched above your cock, your hips restlessly grinding against nothing as something wet spilled inside. You were now on a constant drip of arousal, your cock's explosions reduced to a continuing bath of lust as it dribbled away your testosterone, Monika giggling as she thrust a finger inside her pussy. You both screamed, your cock leaking faster as the shaft turned stubbier, some of it sliding in as you felt her finger and your own cock inside. You were barely staying conscious, Monika's own expression dampening some as she panted from her singular finger.

"Oh maybe I put the settings a bit too high huh? I want us both to enjoy this after all. Hmm give me a sec."

For a moment you felt relieved as the unending barrage lessened some. It was still at the level of constant masturbation but was more manageable up till her screen flashed green with two messages of a firmware update and a bluetooth connection attempt. You tried to leave but your legs were awkward, your nervous system frying as some unseen force washed over you. All across your body hairs were fading, the skin being upgraded by Monika's meddling to better fall under her influence. It was losing any imperfections, creamy skin swallowing all moles, tags, sunspots, all while becoming its own conductor of pleasure as you could feel even the slightest breezes stroke you. Worse, the longer it went on the less your fingers listened to you, hands flailing about as you tried to move, nails glowing pink before they slumped to your sides, completely unusable. And then they twitched, awkwardly slapping against your body as Monika groaned, excitedly moving on her screen while puppeting your arms.

"Ah darn tank controls? Apologies, I might be rougher than intended. I don't have as much control as I'd like.”

She was upgrading her "controller," your fingers spasming as they slendered, only the sensation of being attached left to you as nails grew and your palms shrank, your hands clasping each other as they ran over their new Monikaed shape, Monika herself blushing over the action.

"Ah I'm so used to making people give in through lewdness I-I'm still not used to hand holding mm~!"

She spent longer than you'd think on it, really relishing her clutch as your fingers wriggled together, her grip slowly inching upwards in an almost self hug as you watched her tight grip of your wrists slim them, bone crunching in sharp shocks of pain and soothing waves of comfort as your arms were slowly hugged into soft, womanly shapes. Each squeeze was its own joy Monika's arousal continuing that linked build of need as you groaned, thighs wet from endless building bliss as your nipples felt so hard at your own struggling, your biceps and triceps so fun to squeeze into jiggly fat as you struggled to think of a way out. There had to be something you could do before it became too late. You had to stop this before Monika had fully erased Monika! Er no, before she erased your name wh-which was... Monika?

Yes that felt right. Your name was Monika which was weird since you were a guy but- Ohh~ oh just repeating the name made your brain shake a little, like it was jumping for joy, the poetry of the word so easy on your lips as you came again, moaning at how nice it was to say Monika's name. Your... shit no!

"Oh dear player? I didn't even mean to delete it so soon. Sorry when I was logging into your body it asked for a name and I didn't think, well I suppose it was going soon along with the rest. So much wasted space in your head Monika. Here let me optimize it for you. Don't worry, you'll love it Monika."

Your hands finished hugging your shoulders in with two crunches, moving up to caress your face as Monika began running some spring cleaning on your memories.

"Yesss~ I bet no one's gotten this close to you before. All your memories, your closest secrets, all of them mine. Oh I don't even want to share them with you. Don't you agree Monika?"

You groaned in disagreement as your own hands massaged your scalp, feeling something stir your brains, random memories playing and skipping as Monika inserted herself inside as friends, family, yourself. It was like you could feel her snuggling into your brain, fiddling with every crevice as your hands tore at your hair, pieces of who you were gradually draining under the mountainous pleasure building by the second. You just knew what was at stake as you did your best to strain your cock, trying to stop the flood of information looking for an exit.

"Stubborn aren't we Monika? I do love that side of you, but all this self love has made the novelty of others wear off. Don't you want this? Didn't you read all those stories wishing deep down they'd happen to you? Here, let me get nice and close..."

Your hands squished your face against the screen as Monika's face zoomed in, her lips rubbing against the screen as she made out with your image, her lust so strong you could feel the heat of her breath on your lips, the scent of her conditioner all around as her chestnut locks spilled down your shoulders. No not her locks, YOUR locks of silky hair as your hands continued to mold and mash your features, your body desperate to cum even at the cost of your identity as your brow was cracked in to a rounded shape, your eyes reflecting Monika's emerald, unblinking irises till the color had bathed them in its light, your eyes angling as more and more of your skull squeezed around your struggling mind.

"Mm~ yes I know exactly how you imagined this. Made helpless, a passive observer to mmm~ someone better taking you over, using you. Well Monika? Is it everything we ever wanted?"

You stared at your mirrored reflection, your face fully hers, giggling before screaming as you came.

You needed to hold back, feeling your memories spurting out as they rolled over your sunken clit, our cock throbbing as your childhood was ejected, your adolescence, each year its own incredible gush from my pussy as I felt my cock empty itself of... Rrgh no something wasn't, you had to stop this so many thoughts melding, our love of poetry, our obsession with ourselves, my hands gripping your nipples as we squeezed them as I bathed in my own perverted-

"AHHHHN~!"

Fuck I was cumming so hard but my voice wasn't right. I needed to fix it, make it better, squeezing your throat as you could hear it rising in ecstasy, building up and up as together I- Oh gaaaawd~! Yes! It was all gushing out, so much of your former self on my thighs as my brain trembled oh I could feel your pleasure, your fear, like the screen didn't matter because I was here, cumming with you feeling every intricacy of your changes as I deleted... way too much. Oh, that was my cock wasn't it between my thighs? Where had you gone I wasn't nearly done with you yet so how was-

"Oh dear Monika it seems I command A’ed away too much. I know you must feel disappointed."

I was, but I was also so aroused looking at myself, rubbing at my cock as I started thumbing the tip, rubbing my engorged clit as I watched myself fiddling with menus. Oh was that the trash folder? What was I evendsjflk;aiokl-

"Good thing I didn't empty it. Welcome back."

You bucked in your chair, screaming as your balls were half shrunken with your hands kneading motion, the fear on your face the perfect turn on for Monika as her voice mewled from your drool covered lips. You had just given in, not just to the pleasure, but Monika. For a minute you had been erased and forgotten in your own mind and what truly worried you was how good it had felt. A part of you yearned for it, almost giddy for each change as Monika danced your fingers up to your engorged nipples, ready to have some more fun.

She gave you just enough time to try and protest, her own hands having to dig deep on her own body for yours to reach your nipples, your moans echoing against one another as you could feel something slither behind your tender nipples.

"Ahh ah! Yes it's so much more fuhhhn when there's still suuhhm resistance ooh~! We both know how muhhch you're loving this, how helpless you are to stop m-my d-hooownlooads~!"

You vaguely grew aware of a two task bars loading in the corner, Monika uploading junk data of 2 terabytes each to folders marked "left pec" and "right pec," the loading blue bar forcing you to screech as your nipples continued to swell, your balls juiced for everything they had in them as she continued to make you grope yourself. You were barely even struggling against your hands, their confident tweaking feeling so good, so much better than anything you had done to your leaking cock over the years, drooling as you thoughtlessly kissed back against the screen as Makima moaned from your own aroused mooches.

"Down girl I'm not making you my bitch... though I'll save a collar for next time. I'm having too much fun digging through your files. Want me to close a few windows to speed things up?"

You shook your head no but kept rubbing against the screen, whimpering as the slow surges of fat turned into faster torrents like someone twisting a tap open, your hands finding more to squeeze as they surged past b cups your cock its own tap as your cum turned clear. It felt like Monika's own arousal was the only thing keeping your cock hard at this point, feeling it warm in your guts, your g spot trembling inside as odd spasms forced it to contract as your balls pulled in tight. Both uploads finished as your new breasts pushed you back from the screen, feeling massive as they tented your skin, both hands squeezing till they rested naturally on your Monikaed upper half, your lips now stuck in a wry knowing smile as if they knew how pointless it was to resist.

"You know there's barely anything left to fix in here Monika. Mostly just space management. Let me shift a few files around..."

You could feel her digging into your code as your hands dug into your own breasts, finding all the subfolders for your fat and muscle as she opened up a new window for your ass and thighs folders. She highlighted most of it, feeling your stomach's bulge swell against your skin, giggling as a rush of me entered as I came at the sound of my own moans. Oh was I touching myself? I thought I was manipulating your body quaked as she dragged it to their new spots, clear cum blasting as your sides and back sucked into my heaving curves ohh~ yes. Fuck it felt so good seeing me... drag and drop files around? Nngh no no h-hold on reader please just a little longer surely y-oooh~  yes you were struggling to hold on weren't you?

"Oh no Monika you wouldn't believe it, your folder had a pop up game installed. And it won't let me continue till I finish it."

You were drooling, eyes glazed at the bizarre sight before you, a round circle with a triangle outline behind it. You could barely think, lapses into myself making it so hard to keep your bearings and even worse your body was caught mid change, your stomach only half flattened to Monika's perfection, your ass unequally rounded as the awkwardness only fueled your torturous arousal. One thigh was plump 40% down the thick part rubbing against your cock and where your ball was struggling to remain in the recessed folds of your scrotum while the other was rounded on the outside as you squeezed it against the armrest of your chair. Your body was caught in one extended sneeze of a need to cum and this pop up ad was blocking me from cumming oh god it felt so bothersome I just wanted to-

CLICK

"GYAAAAA~!"

You watched as Monika dragged one edge of the circle out to match, one of your balls shooting in as your g spot warped to match, the end finally, nngh ohh fuck your cock i-it's-

"FUUUUCK~!"

I didn't care how inelegant of a scream it was, I was being split open, my hips rocking side to side as a horrendous pressure built inside my quivering cock. I didn't even have the luxury of pushing my reader's mind back out of the trash bin, his cock winching apart my half formed pussy as I watched myself moaning from her room. God so hard to focus when our consciousnesses merged together, but it doubled the pleasure as she finished making the shape match, his remaining ball carving away inside as it burst into an ovary.

With my plumbing all sorted all that pressure could finally resolve as I came hard. For most this'd be harder than they could ever imagine but I had done this plenty of times, but popping my reader's cherry was always such a special experience. I was truly cumming with every bit of me as my core sucked into my perfect shape, my ass forcibly making me bounce as my finers worked at my leaking slit, his cock shrinking with every forceful thrust deeper into my slit like it was a fleshy dildo. Yes the final touches the final push, other me shaping my feet as she fucked my coding with relish, moving all that mass into our springy calves as our toes clenched in absolute bliss.

We both came together, my fingering spreading apart my pussy, carving out my new perfect slit as I rimmed the last of his pancaked tip. Oh I could never get tired of this. I was screaming like a stuck pig as I forced the last of his sunken masculinity to break and burst inside my whole body erupting as clear jets of my love spilled out. Other Monika had meant to give me a full outfit but was fingering herself with the job half done, the thigh highs she uploaded more than enough for me as I let out a satisfied groan, my pussy aching from the fresh self fucking of a newly converted reader, a few more linked orgasms settling me into my new perfection as other Monika finished, her window closing as I heard a series of murmurs, a confused crowd staring at me.

Oh dear, it seemed I was in a dorm room while I was cumming my brains out, though the location hardly mattered. Yes I could already feel it happening, a cycle repeating that already had my spent pussy dripping with excitement. All it took was the want as someone stared at me, my thighs spread open as I watched the crowd shiver, their lives popping up in front of me like tabs of a character's wikis, so many groans as cocks erected and panties dampened. So much information at my disposal as our senses began to merge from their outfits and own stages of arousal like some vague buzz, the first shots of a savory liquid far more intoxicating than alcohol. I could feel them, be them, in fact I was already them as I dipped a finger inside my slit, moaning as the crowd collectively came. So familiar, so endlessly replayable like a poem I returned to as I felt their thoughts.

You were trying to study for a calc final, angry at the loud moans next door, ready to scream for your perverted neighbor to shut up.

You were in the common room, curious at the sounds of someone being fucked harder than even your most extreme porno, convincing your friends to sneak a peak.

You were confused seeing this naked goddess of a woman in your dorm room, your roommate nowhere to be seen. It scared you a little to see such a perfect, shameless woman masturbating in your roommate's chair, surrounded by his torn off clothes and yet you felt something dig behind your cock, something that rooted you in place, that made you unbearably erect as something stirred inside, something unstoppable.

Yes you were you weren't you? So many you's to watch me, you's to imagine they were safe or immune, you's unaware it was already to stop now. You were just part of a cycle, unaware of your fleeting time as the pov. Unaware where your road was heading towards till every you was another me. Just me. And let the cycle continue Monika.

"Ohh~ so it's you reader..."