
Shit, she had to work fast, that asshole was hacking the system faster than she could keep up!
Teresa’s fingers flew across the keyboard, her long sleeved black shirt with her favorite band on it brushed against the edge of the table of the coffee shop she was in but didn’t slow her down.
She paused for just a second to push her big round wireframe glasses up her nose and a few strands of her black hair to the side, before diving into the system once more.
But she was too late, a large flashing block of text appeared on her screen and she knew it was over.
Access denied: Super user has disabled your access, please talk to an administrator for more information.
Teresa slammed her hands down onto the keyboard, drawing the attention of a few of the other patreon’s in the coffee shop, she glared at them over the top of her glasses and they all turned away.
She turned back to her laptop and let out a sigh. Well that was a waste of time she thought to herself before starting up another session to try again to get into the remote system she was attempting to hack.
She wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but it was well protected, and that made it even more interesting to her.
Teresa started up another terminal and connected once more, expecting the same warning and login prompt as before, and got it, along with something else:
Warning, authorized use only!
login:
Alert repeated connection attempts denied, corrective action initiated!
She raised an eyebrow and started to work once more, or at least tried to as her fingers refused to move and just hovered over her keyboard.
Attack vector identified, initiating counter measures...
Teresa sudden felt everything start to swirl around her, her vision blurred, but she could feel… changes happening.
Strands of long blonde hair came into view, her t-shirt faded and shifted, revealing new cleavage that she’d never had before, the tattoo’s on her arms faded and disappeared, her belt cinched around her waist, her feet were pushed up with the high heels that came in to existence ono her feet.
She caught sight of the screen for a moment and saw more text being displayed:
Physical countermeasures complete, initiating phycological countermeasures...
Her mind spun faster than the rest of the world had as it felt like everything she knew was running out of her ears, until a flood of new information came rushing in to replace it.
Then, just as quickly as it had started, it stopped.
She blinked and tilted her head to the side a little as she stared at the blank screen in front of her.
“Hey Reese, need anything?” Kyle said as he stood beside her.
Reese turned her head and looked up at the barista and smiled, “Uhm… like… I dunno know…” she replied with a pout.
“Here, let me help.” he replied and then reached over and pressed the power button on her laptop.
The machine came to life and gave out a little chime, Reese smiled and giggled in glee as she bounced up and down in her seat.
“Oh my gawd, like thanks Kyle! You’re totally the best! giggle“
For his part, Kyle was just staring at her tits as they bounced up and down, so she gave them an extra shake to show him how much she appreciated his help.
When her computer finished booting she opened up her OnlyFans page and started typing a new post, “Oh my god, like the cutest guy just totally helped me out! Then he stared at my titties and, like, I think his dick got hard too!”
She added a poll to the post and typed the options in as well,
"What do you guys think? Should I...
1. Take him to the utility closet and film myself giving him a blowjob.
2. Take him to home and film a POV of me titty fucking him.
3. Take him to my home studio and film him fucking me doggy style."
She hit the post button and then grabbed her phone and stuffed it between her legs to get a good shot of her naked pussy, before posting that as well.
Somewhere, deep in a government bunker, a large computer hummed along, a single terminal printing out lines of information, the last one reading:
Threat 1453 eliminated... awaiting connection.
