Wii Fit U and Me

Author's note: This is a work of fiction and fantasy. No copyright infringement is intended. Nintendo®, WiiU, Wii FitTM U, Wii U Balance Board are all trademarks and copyrights owned by Nintendo. Not really sure how to categorize this story because there's so much going on. I'm going to put it into Group Sex, although it could just as easily find a home in Science Fiction and Non-Human. Enjoy, and as always,comments are appreciated.

MF, MFM, MMF, exh, voy

I have quite the tale to tell. You're probably not going to believe me. I wouldn't believe me if I hadn't been the one to experience it. At least I think it was me. Maybe I am going crazy, but I swear this happened exactly as I will relate it presently.

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It all started with the accident that robbed me of my life 12 years ago; a promising career, a beautiful fiancee, a fantastic car, friends. My decision to drive home after a few beers cost me all those things. I had been out celebrating a hefty bonus with my fiancee Alexis and several friends. I guess I had had too much to drink, but like a fool, I told everyone I was okay to drive.

As we sped towards a blind curve, I didn't realize I had crossed into the other lane and my BMW M3 was hit head-on by an oncoming van. Alexis died at the scene. I was a shattered wreck; both legs broken in multiple places, several crushed ribs, dislocated shoulder, broken right arm and thumb. I had also chipped the orbital bone over my right eye, and the bone fragment had nicked the ocular nerve, so I later discovered that my vision out of my right eye was fuzzy at best. Of course I didn't know all this at the time because I was in a coma. I came out of it 6 weeks later to learn all this. I grieved for Alexis, and was charged. I pleaded guilty and was sent to a minimum security prison for 9 years.

After getting out, I moved in with my parents. My life was in ruins. Nobody in the insurance industry (in which I had worked before the accident) wanted to hire a drunk driver who killed someone. So I sat in my parents' basement day after day, like a bump on a log, playing video games and masturbating. Believe me; it was not much of an existence.

For a while my folks never said anything to me. I assume it's because they thought that I would come out of my funk in my own time, pick myself up by my bootstraps and turn my life around. But instead, I was a total waste of space. I didn't take care of myself; my hair grew long and shaggy, my clothes went unwashed, my room was filthy and I got fat.

Before the accident, I had been athletic and active. I was an avid mountain biker, dragon boat racer, swimmer and snowboarder. I had tonnes of friends, lots of money and a beautiful woman. Now I didn't leave the house at all. I had nothing but my video games and my regrets.

Finally my folks got fed up and started trying to entice me to leave the house. My dad sat down and attempted to talk to me about my life as it had become. Things got heated and turned into a shouting match. It ended when dad stormed out, telling me to man up.

My mom was much more subtle (read passive-aggressive) in her methods. She tracked down some of my old friends and left their phone numbers laying around where I could find them. I also started finding newspaper clippings for jobs and social activities on the nightstand beside my bed. She occasionally came home with 'gifts' for me; fitness magazines, exercise DVDs, new clothes (that were too small for me now), running shoes etc. I thanked her, but my thanks rang hollow and her efforts were for naught.

Then one day she came home with something that would ultimately change my life and is the reason I'm telling you this crazy tale. At first, the Wii Fit U game and Balance Board went into the pile with all the other unused and unappreciated fitness stuff.

A couple weeks later, I was on one of my favourite webcam sites, jerking off, when I got paged by someone who was watching me. To my surprise, she was female!

Her: Hey, u got a sec?

Me: Yes, anything for you honey.

Her: OK, u srsly need 2 lose some weight