Elite Indulgence and the Arrival of the Dream Capsule

In a sprawling luxury mansion in some affluent corner of Korea— the kind of place where only the obscenely rich could afford to live— countless women dressed in provocative outfits were reveling in a wild party in the massive living room. Bunny girls, reverse bunnies, cosplayers mimicking anime characters, and women in outfits so slutty they'd be called whores on the street and deservedly gang-raped by any man who saw them... all of them possessed stunning beauty that could pass for celebrities. But what made them truly special was their insane bodies. You wouldn't find a single A-cup here, even if you scoured with wide-open eyes—the smallest tits belonged to a woman with perky C-cups, and there were even rare J-cups and K-cups that were hard to spot in Korea. Not to mention, every one of them had massive hips and asses straight out of Western fantasies.

And in the mansion's largest room, even more breathtaking beauties—completely naked—were fervently serving a single man.

"Slurp, mmm..."

"How is it, Master?"

"Seems like more people showed up than usual, probably because it's been a while since the last party."

The woman kneeling and giving him a lap pillow amid the swarm of beauties smiled at his response.

"When they heard you were coming back to Korea after two weeks, they all dropped everything and rushed over."

"Gonna be tough to fuck them all in a week."

"The lowly ones pass out before you even cum once anyway, Master. You'll finish quick."

"True enough."

As he enjoyed their service, the man couldn't hold back the surging urge from below and erupted. The women sucking his cock stared hungrily at the semen gushing from the tip, gulping it down like parched travelers in a desert.

Women watching from afar, masturbating enviously, slinked over on all fours, their massive tits jiggling, waiting for his grace. He chuckled once at their display, then pointed at one demurely kneeling woman.

"You. Serve me."

The chosen woman lit up with the happiest expression imaginable, spreading her sopping wet ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠pussy from fingering herself and impaling straight down onto his cock.

"Haaaang!!!"

She ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠climaxed the instant he filled her, but wasted no time shaking her hips wildly. Reveling in the pleasure, the man gazed at the bitches masturbating for his blessing.

It was a frigid winter day in 2020. Fresh out of the military with nothing to do but prep for college reenrollment, I finally welcomed the day I'd been dying for.

"Is Lee Jin-seok home~?"

"Who is it?"

"Delivery."

I dropped everything and bolted out at the words. Seeing the massive box, I couldn't hide my excitement.

"Sign here, please."

I quickly signed the courier's tablet, then hauled the huge package inside with his help. Once we'd wrestled it into my place, I carefully sliced open the sealed tape with a knife, fearing damage. Inside were various disassembled parts.

"It's finally here!"

I grabbed the manual and meticulously assembled the scattered components. What emerged was a shimmering capsule big enough for a person—sleek and elegant.

This baby was the VR login device from N Company, infamous for visual novels and eroge. Rumors swirled that development costs were astronomical, poured into making their games feel utterly real. True to their eroge roots, it ditched 2D choice menus: no scripted dialogue or options. You could say and do whatever you wanted, just like reality. A dream come true.

With this, I can do anything I want—no more lame choices dictating my path.

As a diehard N fan, I'd started with 15+ titles in high school and, upon turning 20, devoured every eroge and visual novel they made—攻略 dozens of times. I was a named攻略 master on攻略 sites.

"Enough reminiscing—time to fire it up."

I plugged in the power for the capsule, designed for one person to lie comfortably. After mastering the extras, I climbed in, donned the included helmet, and felt myself sucked into another world. A login screen popped up before my eyes.

I entered my ID and password on the login screen. A welcome message appeared, followed by beta-exclusive perks. Tapping the gift box revealed:

My jaw dropped at the insane generosity; I couldn't stop grinning like an idiot.

Eroge staples like face or dick resizing are standard, but skills?!

I resisted peeking at the skill coupon and clicked avatar creation first. My real body appeared: 177cm—not tall, not short. Fresh military buzzcut screaming "ex-soldier." Upturned eyes aside, a plain face. Toned muscles from exam prep and army life—my pride.

First fix: my eye complex. Everyone said my upturned eyes made me look fierce. I'd fantasized about reshaping them. I softened them to normal, shortened slightly for a cool vibe. Army posture tweaks straightened my spine. Acne scars vanished into baby-smooth skin. Tweaked symmetry on eyes, nose, mouth.

The result kept my base face but perfected it—harmonious symmetry that'd turn heads. My 24-year warped posture became ideal, muscles balanced flawlessly.

"Face done. Now, dick size."

Satisfied, I activated the genital coupon. Even expecting it, my junior ballooned grotesquely before my eyes. I slammed them shut.

"Fuck!"

Calming down, I peeked: detailed sliders for length, girth, veins, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠curve next to the enlarged monster.

My erect 15cm—above Korean average, thick enough to block toilet paper—stared back. I recalled a black guy's monstrous Big Magnum from porn, un-callable a "junior." Unlike minor face tweaks, I went full overhaul, pouring hours into perfection.

Three hours later, my flawless, one-of-a-kind Big Magnum gleamed. Gazing proudly, I hit complete—then paused on the skill selection.

Better draw randoms first. If I pick and get duds later, efficiency drops...

For max efficiency, I decided to pull the two random skill coupons first.