Working on a Holocade short story :)
I’ve been working on Holocade: A Mind Forever Whoring for a bit. It’ll explore the holocade fictional world. Hope you’re all looking forward to it :)
Here’s a sample (pretty raw and unedited) of what I’ve written so far. Mostly world and character development:
While the DJs on the radio chattered in the background, Jane pushed the clothes in her closet back and forth, trying to find something fun and sexy to wear on her date. She wanted to impress Tyler and nothing in her closet looked impressive. Despite her small waist, luscious brown hair, round ass, perky tits, and toned body, she didn’t underestimate the value of a great outfit.
“Ugh! How am I supposed to get him to fuck my brains out when all I’ve got is this crap!” she shouted while grabbing an armload of clothes and tossing them to the corner of her bedroom.
She knelt down and pawed through the floor of her closet, tossing shoes and boots behind her.
“I don’t have enough in the bank to get a new outfit and payday is three days away!” she said.
She stood up, turned, threw a stiletto at the wall where it stuck, and plopped down on her bed where she frowned at the ceiling.
“If I could just get a little money right now, I’d have Tyler wrapped around my little finger tonight and I’d be wrapped around his co-”
“Looking for a little extra cash?” a commercial on the radio asked. “You can get cash right now. All you have to do is visit Bill’s Holocade and sign up to have a copy of your mind and a digital version of your body stored on the Holocade machines! Get the cash you need today and all it costs you is a couple hours!”
“Holocades? I’ve heard of those. I don’t know though. Leaving a copy of myself for guys to fuck for a few quarters whenever they want… seems a little sketchy… but I do need the money,” she thought.
“Not only did I get some cash, but now it’s almost like I’m famous!” a girl supposedly being interviewed chirped on the radio. “I mean, guys from all over come to play with my copy in the Holocade! It’s great!”
“Oh! I’m so happy that random guys get to fuck a copy of my body and brain all day,” Jane mocked. “As if!”
She curled up on her side and stared at the posters on her wall, letting her thoughts come and go for a while.
“Well, Cindy said she did the holocade thing and it was easy money… Maybe it’s not so bad,” she thought, remembering a conversation she’d had with her best friend a week before. “She even said she’d gone around to a few different holocades the same day to make more money…”
Jane sat up on the bed and twirled a lock of her brown hair around one of her fingers.