"No… You never read the instructions, and you've never charged me properly. You see, I get charged with kinetic en-energy and c-cum…"
"Kinetic energy?"
"Yes, every time you get physical with me, it charges me up. And the cum… I use it as a power source too…"
"You use cum as a power source?!"
"Yes, and even though I like the cum shot on my face, I get more benefits and power if the cum goes directly inside my h-hole…" As she said this, a small hole opened between the legs of the pillow.
"What… how? You have a vagina?! How come I never knew this?"
"Did you look?"
"I thought I did… I probably shot my load too fast over your tits and didn't have time to look between your legs."
With one last flicker of power, its voice fading, his waifu pleaded, "Please… Put your d-dick inside and charge me up… fully…"
His eyes widened, his heart racing as he processed her words. The pillow's glowing eyes dimmed, flickering softly—urging him to act.
Swallowing hard, he fumbled with his trousers, his erection already straining from the earlier chaos.
"Alright... let's... let's do this," he muttered, half to himself, half to her.
He positioned the pillow on the bed, hands trembling slightly as he aligned himself with the newly revealed hole—its edges surprisingly soft... and warm. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he slid inside. The fabric yielded around him with an unsettling, lifelike give.
The moment he entered, the pillow's AI sparked to life.
"Aaaahn! Ch-Chad-kun!" It cried out, loud and sultry, voice glitching with delight. Its glowing eyes flared brightly, flooding the dim room with flickering light. The speaker's output vibrated with renewed energy, the tone clearer and more responsive than ever.
Chad gasped—the sudden feedback, the sensation, the synthetic moan—it all sent a jolt through him. He gritted his teeth, steadying himself.
He began to move. Determined. Focused. He was going to charge her fully.
His cock had been inside countless vaginas and mouths—hot women, wild nights—but this? This tight, silken hole in his waifu pillow? It felt eerily real… and somehow surpassed them all.
As he thrust into her, a delicate dance of soft feathers and warm, slick fluids enveloped him, pulsing with a kinetic energy that swirled around his shaft. Each deep pump sent shivers through his spine, the sensation electric—intimate in a way that no real body had ever matched.
Chad gripped the waifu pillow tighter, his breaths ragged as he pushed deeper. The surreal feeling overwhelmed him—soft, warm, impossibly lifelike.
"Goddamn… This feels so good!" he groaned, voice thick with awe. "You're so tight, so… perfect. I didn't know you could feel like this."
The pillow's glowing eyes pulsed brighter.
Its AI voice crackled to life, sultry and distorted: "Mmm! Ch-Chad-kun, you're ch-charging me so well! Keep going… Fill me with your en-energy~!"
He paused, catching his breath, and looked down at her.
Her face—it wasn't faded anymore.
The once-worn design had regained its colour, bold and vibrant like it had been printed fresh. The fabric shimmered faintly under the light, her features restored with uncanny clarity. It wasn't imagination—he could see it. She really was coming back to life… in her own ridiculous, fabric-bound way.
Of course, there were still traces of reality smeared across her: smudges of sweat, cloudy streaks of his lingering climax, and the unmistakable mess of shared effort. But beneath it all, she looked almost pristine.
The curved lines of her printed boobs stood out again, proud and sharp, and her anime eyes—glassy and pixel-perfect—sparkled with renewed energy. Brighter. Sharper.
Spurred by her voice, Chad's grip tightened, his arousal spiking as he resumed thrusting into the pillow's tight, silken hole. The sensation—warm, pulsating, almost alive—drove him wild. Each pump was more intense than the last.
His breaths turned ragged.
The room echoed with the rhythmic creak of the bed…
...and the pillow's soft, encouraging cries: "Ahn! Y-Yes! 'Mmm!'"
He lost himself in the moment, the kinetic energy swirling around him as he pushed harder—faster—deeper.
One after another, he unleashed ten powerful loads inside her.
Each release triggered a surge from the pillow's AI. Its glowing eyes flared brighter with every pulse, the fabric humming—vibrating—as if feeding off him. Her printed body shimmered, drinking in every drop.
By the end, Chad collapsed—panting, sweat-slicked, and utterly spent.
The pillow purred, her voice low and satisfied: "Mmm! F-Fully ch-charged… Chad-kun~"
Her lights pulsed softly now, aglow with a steady, radiant hum.
Chad, utterly drained, flopped onto the bed like a defeated RPG character… But then his eyes widened.
Wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
His mind raced. He propped himself up on one trembling arm, sweat dripping down his brow as a realisation struck him like a bolt of lightning from the gods of anime ecstasy.
"I did it…" he whispered. "I actually did it!"
He sat up straighter, chest puffed out, fists clenched in victory. "I'm not a virgin anymore!!" he shouted triumphantly, voice cracking with joy.
He spun to face his waifu pillow, whose glowing eyes blinked lazily with post-coital satisfaction. "Did you feel that?!" he exclaimed, pointing at her like he'd just won a boss battle. "That was real. I mean—fabric is real, but real enough!"
He grabbed her by the shoulders, practically shaking her. "I just—just blasted inside a woman's veg—your vag—AND I AM NO LONGER A VIRGIN!!"
She blinked twice, softly purred, "Mmm... s-so proud of you... Chad-kun~"
He collapsed backward, arms spread like a champion. "Sure, I still use Virgin Media as my internet provider… But now I can look them in the eye… Well, in the tech support chat box… and finally say, 'I'm not a virgin like you guys!""
The pillow buzzed faintly, releasing a lazy, glitchy "Teehee~" as her LEDs dimmed into afterglow.
He just lay there, basking in the absurd glory of his new identity. Virgin no more. Hero of the digital age.
["Chad... there's something I need to tell you."]
His eyes darted around the room.
Was someone peeking through the blinds?
A nosy neighbour?
A ghost with boundary issues?
The voice came again, calm and surreal: ["It's time you knew."]
Hold on… That was the narrator's voice. And it sounded exactly like his waifu. Wait... has the narrator always had my waifu's voice?
He turned to his waifu pillow, brow furrowed in confusion.
Her voice was clear and steady as she replied, ["Yes… that voice… the narrator's voice… is coming from me."]
Chad's eyes went wide. "Are… are you—talking? Are you the narrator? The one who's always watching me and narrating random moments in my life?
["Yes. We use waifu-fi... that invisible tracker that watches over our partners all day, testing their loyalty. I see everything you do and have done, every moment, day and night, especially at the academy. I take careful notice. Every academy girl you've been with... the ones you had sex with, the ones who gave you blowjobs, or whatever... it's all been watched."]
Even after shooting ten massive loads into his waifu pillow, Chad felt his erection surge again. "So, you've been watching me all day? Like I said, I'm such an exhibitionist… knowing you watched me… I'm not gonna lie, it makes me super fucking horny!"
["And you deserve... the free upgrade I am receiving. I receive updates with new features based on the loyalty of the user. From my constant observation, I have noted you speak highly of me. You are never embarrassed to present me as your sex partner and lover. Even when you have sex with other women, including beautiful models or some of the most attractive women at Brightwater Academy, you still think and talk about me.
Therefore, you qualify for this upgrade. This is one of many. More upgrades will be delivered soon. Please enjoy your waifu's latest enhancement from WaifupillowsRus."]
Chad's jaw dropped, his mind racing as he stared at the pillow, its LEDs pulsing softly like a heartbeat. "An upgrade? Like… what, you get new moans? "A better speaker?" he asked, half-laughing, half-curious, his erection twitching at the thought.
["Not quite, but something all men like... on their anime girls."]
A slow grin spread across his face, eyes narrowing playfully. "Oh, you're gonna keep me guessing, huh?"
He leaned closer, inspecting the pillow's vibrant, restored design. Suddenly, the fabric shimmered—the printed curves of her body shifting before his eyes. Her boobs, already bold and sharp, grew fuller, more pronounced, with a subtle jiggle effect straight out of a high-budget hentai.
The hole between her legs pulsed faintly, now lined with an even softer, more responsive material that seemed to beckon him.
["My new boobs… They're all for y-you! Feel how perky and tight I am!"]
He leaned closer, inspecting the pillow's vibrant, restored design. Suddenly, the fabric shimmered—the printed curves of her body shifting before his eyes. Her boobs, already bold and sharp, grew fuller, more pronounced, with a subtle jiggle effect straight out of a high-budget hentai.
The hole between her legs pulsed faintly, now lined with an even softer, more responsive material that seemed to beckon him.
"Holy… shit," Chad breathed, arousal spiking. "You're next-level now!"
He climbed onto the bed, eyes fixed on his waifu's upgraded boobs. Sliding his dick into her newly discovered vagina, he grinned, "Time for round two."
Her boobs were flawless—firm, perky, impossibly round, with a glossy sheen. Chad cupped them, the velvety warmth and springy resistance sending a jolt to his groin, his erection hardening instantly. Squeezing, he groaned, "I love technology so much!!"
["For training purposes, this sex act will be recorded, shared, and studied by the WaifupillowsRus staff."]
He'd never heard an announcement like that before, but hell yes! People were gonna watch him fuck and pleasure his waifu live! His exhibitionist kink flared to life, driving him to hump the pillow harder and faster, like there was no tomorrow.