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TIFU by playing my little brother’s gaming console.

It was a regular, stressful day. Worked 9-5 and spent all of those hours scrambling around my fluorescent hellscape trying to meet an impossible deadline for a project that got put on my desk. By the time I leave, I am exhausted. BUT. My little brother asks if I want to go to GameStop. Hell yeah I do. I pick him up and we drive. He ends up buying an Xbox (he had been looking for a deal on the series X for a while now)

But that’s not the console that ruined my night.

When we get home he is so stoked, has the system set up within twenty minutes and is downloading games. I, tired and a little jealous, tell him to enjoy it while he is still young. His biggest worry is which version of Plants vs. Zombies to download from Gamepass.

“Hey, I’m gonna be pretty occupied with the Xbox for a while, why don’t you take my Oculus? I haven’t been using it recently anyways!”

Not really my thing, but I’ll humor him. Maybe if I play it we’ll have more to talk about?

I say goodnight and get home, take a well needed shower, and plop onto bed. Laying there, bored out of my mind and not quite tired yet, I look over at the Oculus box. Look away. Look at the ceiling. Look at the joint I haven’t smoked yet. Look back at the oculus box. “Fuck it” I say to myself. I didn’t plan on playing it tonight, but it’s been a long day. Getting high and playing VR sounds like a cool experience. I deserve this.

I don’t smoke weed often. I have a very low tolerance and have had some paranoia with it in the past. But I had just bought an indica/CBD mixture that I was told is very mellow in hopes it would help me relax. I light up, take a few puffs, and put on the headset.

I’m greeted with a desert landscape, I think there was a waterfall in the distance. It was beautiful honestly. I was amazed at how real it felt. The first game I see is VR chat. I didn’t recognize any of the other titles, and felt like socializing a little bit so I figured it was the best choice.

As soon as I open the game, I’m messing with the controls, trying to figure out what I’m working with, and get to the character section. He has a meowth avatar at the moment. I look at the selection.

“Oh, cool, it’s a dragon!” I click.

This dragon has the fattest ass I have ever seen. Onto the next one. Isabelle from animal crossing…with huge tits and her tongue sticking out. Why would they do that to her. I keep scrolling and selecting avatars. It gets worse the further I scroll. They’re all furries. I go to look at the world selection. “HEAVY R FURRIES” “FURRY PEEPSHOW” “KITTEN KLUB XXX” And his profile’s ‘about me’? Yeah he definitely plays this game one handed.

At this point I am violently high, a little weirded out, and so done with this day.

TL;DR: My brother lent me his oculus headset and I found an ungodly amount of NSFW furry content on VR chat.

Edit for run on sentences

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