In a future sleek and bright,
Dan lives a life that doesn't feel right.
Superior in name, but not in heart,
He's played the pushover from the start.
Flying taxis and drones in the air,
Yet respect for him is painfully rare.
A shift begins, a spark i...
I awoke to the doorbell, and a notification on my phone at the same time. Staggered to the door and opened it. "Wait, are you Daniel Royorys," he asked, bewildered.
"That's my name," I replied. I had fallen asleep during the wait time. I was still recovering.
"You're like the richest guy on the planet!" He exclaimed.
"And you're the best chef on the planet. Are you going to start or are you going to stand there and get paid for it?" I asked sarcastically. He hurried to the kitchen and put on his traditional chef attire. I sat down on the sofa and got a good look at him. He had an old looking face, blond hair, but most of it was covered by the long hat. He also had a traditional watch on his wrist. There was a tag on his shirt, random numbers on it. The overall look was sleek and incredibly handsome.
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He looked unstoppable, ready to cook. "Get ready, Mr Royorys," he glared at the bag he had brought with him, supposedly filled with ingredients. "What do you fancy today, sir," he asked furtively.
"Do you have any recommendations?" I said, remembering that I merely did this on impulse.
"How about a risotto, today's a risotto day, isn't it?" he paused, "Yeah let's do a risotto," he concluded, me not included in the conversation at all. He began to quarry all of my pots and pans from my various shelves and cupboards. After analysing all of them very quickly yet diligently, he put away all of the equipment that wasn't necessary.
One more nap later ———>
I awoke to the old chef's voice. "We're all done. Hold on, are you asleep?" he asked, the smile on the man's face was all but hidden. He set a plate on the table. In all of my time in that world, I had never seen that specific plate before, I wondered where he found it, yet I didn't ask him. "A smoked salmon and lemon risotto, 1 onion, finely chopped, 2 tbsp olive oil, 350g risotto rice, such as Arborio, 1 garlic clove, finely chopped, 1 1/2 boiling vegetable stock, 170g pack smoked salmon, three-quarters chopped, 85g mascarpone lite, 3 tbsp flat-leaf parsley, chopped, grated lemon zest, plus squeeze of juice, and a handful rocket," he listed the ingredients by memory alone.
I took a fork and ate some of the salmon, the lemony texture mixed with the smoked salmon perfectly. "Well I'll be going now," he announced as he packed up his stuff and made his way through the door. I waved the incredible chef goodbye and continued my meal. Within 10 minutes I was finished, and wished for more. I pondered whether I should buy it again to get some more. I got up to go to the kitchen, but as soon as I came into the general vicinity, I saw that he had left me an entire bowl of the miracle food. My eyes lit up as I saw it.
I ran to it, took the whole bowl, set aside the plate, and took it back to the table. I ate straight from the bowl, with the fork I already had. I took roughly 45 minutes to eat the rest. I was feeling as satisfied as I could ever be after that meal, it was delightful. I never had a better one in all my life in that world. I would remember it until the end of time.
Speaking of time, I looked at the digital clock on the wall. I don't actually remember the exact time, but I know it wasn't very late. So I decided to pass the time by spending more of my abundant money. It just didn't end. I went onto another product buying site, searched for 'VR headset' and found a nice slick white on black, with a hint of grey of course. I clicked 'BUY NOW' and waited 5 minutes, until my new device finally arrived. The drone that carried it buzzed away, leaving me to my devices..
I unboxed the headset, it was extremely light. When I looked at it, I was reminded of a picture I saw online of a farmer who had put one of these on a COW so it would think it is in a great grassy field and therefore make more milk, without needing to be in an actual field. The idea was crazy. Anyway, I put it on and selected the VR mode, there was an AR mode too, I would try it out later. I selected a random game. Much to my surprise, the game I had chosen was, 'Cow simulator', this was the game the cows played.
I was in a vast, green plain. There were other cows around me, and yes I was one too. I looked down to my 4 legs and giant udders, I wondered if I could... Somehow answering my unfinished question, the game had a button appear on the edge of the screen, 'MiLk YoUrSeLf?', curiosity getting the better of me, I pressed it. Howbiet, I noticed an error message appear in front of me, 'You can only MiLk YoUrSeLf if you have the VR full bodysuit on.'
For a few seconds, I took off the headset, dug deeper into the box, and found what I was looking for. I put it on, and then returned to the oddly surreal experience of the headset. I once again pressed the button. A poorly modelled man came up to me and began milking me. It was very weird, I felt a weird sensation from my upper pelvis to my belly button. I was being MiLkEd. It kind of felt good, like I was being drained, kinda like peeing, but weirder. I wondered if this was really what cows felt like when they were being milked.
Once it stopped, I decided I wanted to be a goat now, so I switched to the corresponding game. I was now a goat, and goats can get milked too. I had tried goat milk before and it was sublime, better than cow milk. I wanted to provide that for the simulated farmer. Much to my delight, there was the same button as the last game. I pressed it.
The same poorly modelled man came up to me, except he had a red T-shirt now, before he had a blue one. The twin brother of the previous farmer bent over, and MiLkEd me. The same experience as before, yet more vigorous. It was like I was peeing but at light speed.
That was enough for one day, so I took off the headset and body suit, only to find that the peeing sensation was not from the game. I had miraculously pissed myself without realising. I ran to the bathroom, forgot to get fresh clothes, went and got them, and changed. Once I had done that, I stuffed my piss covered clothes in the washing machine, set it to the highest setting in literally EVERYTHING. That was definitely enough for one day. I began making what would eventually become my dinner, starting from a raw chicken, various spices and lemons.
I made a nice chicken curry, a bit too spicy for my liking, but I endured it. As I ate, I remembered that chillies evolved to be more spicy to discourage animals from eating it. Then modern humans came along and started eating them for PLEASURE! They even began to breed them specifically to make them bigger and spicier! The human race was weird.
I put on my pyjamas, took out my clothes, brushed my teeth, and went to the comfort of my bed. I remembered to do the dishes, got up and did them, and went to bed.
I contemplated life, specifically mine. The current, not the last. I was a 25 year old man who was the second richest person on the Earth. "Pretty average," I thought to myself. I was okay in the category of looks. "An 8/10," I thought. But I knew I could be better. "Exercise." That was the word I thought to myself.
