Seductive Stories: "feral island vr"

City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in feral island vr. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with feral island vr,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“feral island vr, feral island vr, feral island vr!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “feral island vr” down on the streets fifty stories below.