Jen, with her back starting to sweat in the warm embrace of the robe, casually slips it off. Picking up the laptop and the cable connected reality, and setting it on her bare thighs. Jen smiles as the machine supporting their ongoing existence starts spinning one of its fans to cool, blowing a gust of warm pleasant air between her legs. “So! Let’s hear from you first mister! What do you have to say?~” She says, as she clicks on a man who physically appears to be 18 years old. The boxes of information about him that pop up on her screen however, inform her that his name is Mike, and that he is in fact 150 years old: a bit on the younger side for the non-native residents of the land.

“W-wha… ma-am can you hear me?” His voice emits from her laptop’s speakers. Mike responding to the request because shortly before she spoke, he was overcome with a tingling wave of warmth in his soul. His alive and active existence being presented live to Jen as a few boxes on the screen

“YES sweetie, I can year you~” She says with a giggle. Causing his town to shake with every word. Most villagers watch the 5 from a distance through their windows

“Well.. ma-am… what’s going on? What’s happening to our world? You’re clearly on the outside… is everything okay?” He asks with baited breath, and a glance at his home in the distance, where he lives with his wife of well over a century

“Oh! How rude of me. I should have introduced myself! My name’s Jen, and I’m your new owner! Isn’t that nifty?~”

“B-but what about the company? And all the employees who checked in on us...”

“Nope! The company actually closed years ago, and I just inherited you all from dad! I have it aaalll to myself~”

And with that, word spreads like wildfire. Her friend Liz, who’d been trying to convince other people of their situation, went from being shrugged off, to taken very seriously. Confirming to all that the image that was in the sky before, of the USB drive resting in the toe section of a slipper, was in fact where they were all residing. Naturally this causes quite a panic, and quite a division among the billions of people on the simulated world. Surprisingly, over half of them were okay with this. “Well it’s about time a woman got power instead of stuffy older men”, “At least she’s hot!”, “We all knew this might happen someday, at least it’s not some snot-nosed brat” supporters of current events say. Meanwhile the rest of the inhabitants fall into a hopeless, existential fear. “If she fucked with the planet’s rotation and what we see in the sky, who KNOWS what she might do next”, “That’s our flash drive in her shoe? I bet she leaves us in her pocket and puts us through the washing machine...”, “Casually unplugging us so often? Odds are we don’t last a week”. Preparing for the worst, and making amends/spending times with their loved ones

“Miss.. the way you speak of us, it sounds like you’re thinking of us as a toy... do you understand that billions of people live here? I have a wife and family in here you know, you should really---”

“Well, you ARE in a way, aren’t you? I understand that you’re people yes, but this is MINE now you know? Lord forbid I use it for a bit of entertainment”

“Ma-am we’re NOT toys! Please don’t---- I LOVE jen so much! Jenny has such a cute butt! Way better than that dumb neighbor girl Becky…. W-what… Jen!! What did you do?!” he panics, as his speech was interrupted by Jen’s divine intervention. Playfully puppeting the man and forcing him to say as she pleases

“Oh shush.. don’t be such a baby! Haha~” Her overwhelming laughter fills the air, as with a flick of her finger, the man’s clothes were gone. Just to see him stammer and panic to cover himself up. “I’m looking at your memories right now… and you really have a fetish for… size? That’s so strange! But hey, I won’t judge~”

His wife, one of the other four, starts to say some choice words to the divine voice in the heavens against her husband’s abuse, when she suddenly sees him vanish. A tiny unnoticed dot barely discernible to his spouses’ eye among blades of grass. Unlike the dirty physical world where there are insects and filth, Mike would see nothing but a tidy plain of brown dirt, with tree sized grass

“You BITCH! You rude fuck bring him back! Ohmygod mike… MIKE!!” She falls to her knees. Thinking that the woman hid the sky had erased her husband. Either on purpose or accident. This is short lived however, as she sees the love of her life on the ground between her knees where she was kneeling; A tiny tan speck between her knees waving up for her attention “Oh... thank god!!…” However, not being selected, Jen heard none of the rudeness. Only seeing the wife kneel down, pinch him up, and run back to her home with him in stow

“Aww~ How CUTE! That’s fine… I’ll leave you two be… HEY!~” She giggles as she sees another two of the 5 brave souls make a run for it. “Hmph.. you know that running won’t get you away from me, right guys?” She giggles, as she sees one of them trip on a root, and wipe out into some grass. Running around the small trench of the heart she had carved to try and get to the perceived safety of their homes before the unaccountable deity tries to do anything to them as well. This leaves only one person remaining. A woman with long brown hair and a thin sundress with nothing underneath, waving her arms up at the sky to get Jen’s attention

“Hellooo! Hello ma-am can you… a-ah! I take it you can hear me now? That feels so strange...” She more cheerfully says, with less of a hint of fear in her voice, and more of a tone of eagerness

“What… this?~” Jen smiles, as she tap taps her mouse on Lily. Her soul getting splashed around like a calm pool of water, and disrupted so much by jen’s prodding that she couldn’t even think straight. The poor woman falling to the ground and laughing like she’s being tickled aggressively on a spiritual level

“Y-yeah that! A-ah! Jenny stooop! Hahaha~” Which she does. Giving the poor lady a moment to gather herself

“Lily is it? Why did those four run away from me? I wasn’t doing anything bad to them…. And why didn’t you run? Tell me.” Jen says in a casual, demanding tone. The sounds of her shifting in bed, her scratching her ass, and the faint noise of her TV in the distance being heard by all. Much to her surprise, unlike the others she’s talked to so far, Lily responds to her demand right away with no hesitation

“Because you’re scary hun! You have to put yourself in their shoes… you spun our planet like a toy earlier, made the sky be a picture of presumably you and your couple friends, and your voice is so loud. You’re like a god to us, Jen.” Lily plops herself down on the ground. Lying on her back on the side of a grassy hill, and looking up at the sky of 3 girls in swimsuits. “Which one are you?~”

“Oh that? I’m the girl in the center! This picture is from about a decade ago when I was in high school. Those two were my BFFs! I’m probably going to call them later~” She smiles, looking curiously at the girl on that soft grassy hill, and taking a glance at her stats. “Oh WOW, you’re.. 1143 years old?! That’s so long!!”

“Mhm! It’s been a good run so far, but recently it has gotten sort of boring. Part of the appeal of this was to be unbound by the rules of the real world, you know? And then they go about regulating everything to make it close to the real world again.” Lily sits up, and looks to the sky with eyes that have seen over a dozen generations, and lived more life than most people, but still in a young and healthy simulated body nonetheless. “Jen, look at my mind just like you did to that poor boy you shrunk. You’ll see why I didn’t run from you.”

“U-uhm… come again?” Jen says, being caught off guard by the woman’s openness. Flicking through the woman’s most private thoughts like nothing, and seeing her history. From her real-world life, to centuries wasted on degeneracy, thrills, and leisure, to half a millennium of her settling down and growing a family tree of over 1000 individuals all rooting back to her as their common ancestor. Intimate moments with her 8 different husbands, heartwarming moments of holidays and family gatherings with her descendants, and all of her memories being swiped through indiscriminately by Jen as though they were a book. Getting to her fetishes and innermost feelings last, and seeing “Oh!.. I see, one of your original motivators for coming here was… to be played with by regular person turned deity? That’s so CUTE!~”

Lily blushes, and turns away. Faintly remembering and feeling things as Jen callously accesses them and demands they be recalled, whether Lily wants them to or not. “Y-yes ma-am! You’re too much dear… gosh, how old are you?”

“Oh me? I’m 23… but that’s not for a TOY like you to worry about~” Jen teases

“Oh nooo! I’m sorry god, my mistake~” Lily plays along, sharing a laugh with Jen. “Gosh… you’re so young!! You’re like a child….” Lily says, all flustered “Y-you said you wanted to learn how to play with us right?… Play with me. Please.”

“Well… if you insist~” She says, as she clicks on lily, and playfully erases her name. Her mind going numb, as god alters her to be named ‘Jenny 2’. The simulation updating things so that Lily, all her descendants, and all of their history were altered so that she was always named ‘Jenny 2’. “Haha, that’s a much needed improvement! Don’t you think Lily?”

“Hmmn?~” Lily says, shrugging off the haze over her mind once Jen stops typing. “Wait my name’s Not Li… L… it’s Jenny? Jenny 2?...” Her face turns red as she realizes what had been done. Remembering faintly that she used to be named something else, but unable to recall what it was as she rises to her feet, and places her hands on her hips. “Ha-ha how very original Jenny. I guess I’m your Jenny Tw----”

And then suddenly, the program closes, and computer starts shutting down. Turning itself off automatically as its battery had been depleted. Their existence once again put in stasis, and reduced to a small inanimate object which Jen casually unplugs. “Awh poop. Well it is late, you don’t mind waiting a little longer do you babies? Momma needs her sleep~” She casually says to the small rectangle. Jenny then rises to her feet, and cradles their existence in her left hand. Rolling it around, squeezing it with her powerful fingers, and tapping on it with her nails as with her other hand, she gets herself ready for bed. Brushing her teeth, using the bathroom, and making the bed with them in tow.

“Goodnight little Jenny~” She smiles, as she takes their existence, and shoves it under her pillow. Their precious little rectangle pinned under mountains of cotton, weighed down by their new god’s peacefully resting face as she sleeps