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Valentina popped out of bed, walked to her dresser, and picked out an outfit. She jumped up and spun in the air. By the time she landed, her pyjamas had been replaced with a pair of unflattering khaki pants and a modest burgundy button-up blouse.
Valentina walked to the kitchen. Her girlfriend Julie was making breakfast. Valentina stopped and waved.
Julie smiled. She set a mixing bowl down on the counter. She took a step back and waved to her girlfriend. She returned to precisely where she’d been standing earlier.
Valentina walked to the kitchen’s bar and sat on a stool. She watched as Julie continued to stir the pancake mix.
The doorbell rang.
Valentina walked to the front of the house and opened the door. Her older neighbour Brad was standing there. The two bent at the waist and greeted each other with a small hug. They stared at each other for a moment. Neither one of them moved. Then Brad stepped around Valentina and walked into the house.
Julie was sitting at the kitchen table eating. She didn’t pay any attention to the other two. Valentina decided to take a shower. Brad looked at a painting on the wall and started to feel inspired.
Julie put her dishes in the sink, then walked into the bedroom.
Brad sat on the couch and watched TV.
When Valentina stepped out of the shower, Julie whispered something in her ear. They took a step back and looked at each other fondly. Valentina moved to her side of the bed. Julie moved to the other side of the bed. They both leapt and spun in the air. When Valentina landed, she was wearing her pyjamas again. When Julie landed, she was wearing a T-shirt, boyshorts, and fuzzy slippers. The two of them climbed into bed. They woohoo’ed under the sheets.
Brad was in the living room riding an exercise bike.
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C:\>install reality_patch
The SIMple Life Unofficial Reality Patch
This patch is not licensed, endorsed, or supported
by the developers of The SIMple Life.
This patch introduces more realistic character
behaviour, emotional responses, and social
interactions.
WARNING: Installing this patch may affect
existing saved games, including character
behaviour and relationships.
Install at your own risk.
Would you like to continue? (Y/N) >Y
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Enabling natural language . . .
Updating social behaviours . . .
Resetting relationships . . .
Installation complete.
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Valentina woke up and rolled over, expecting to find Brad lying down next to her but saw an empty space instead.
“Brad?”
“I’m in the kitchen, honey,” he called from the other room. “I’m making pancakes. Want some bacon too?”
“Sounds great,” she said, climbing out of bed. “I picked up some blueberries the other day. Is it too late to throw some in the mix?”
“I’m one step ahead of you.”
Valentina made her way over to her dresser. As she decided what she’d wear today, she took a moment to appreciate what a considerate partner Brad was. Then, right on cue, he called out from the kitchen, “You said your new friend was coming over this morning. Julie, right? Think she’ll want some too?”
“I’m not sure,” Valentina said, pulling on her jeans. “We didn’t talk about breakfast, but it can't hurt to make a little extra.”
Valentina laughed as she walked into the kitchen. Brad wasn’t just making breakfast. He was dressed the part too, wearing a white apron and a chef’s hat.
“How did I get so lucky? Not only are you an astronaut, but you’re a pretty darn good cook too.”
Brad looked her up and down, waggling his eyebrows. “I’m the lucky one.”
There was a knock at the door.
“That’ll be Julie,” Valentina said.
“She’s a little early, isn’t she?”
“No, we got up a little late. You insisted on some woohoo last night.”
“Insisted?” Brad laughed. “You crack me up.”
Valentina laughed too, but when she thought about it, neither of them really initiated anything. They'd just sort of ended up in bed together, the way they always did. It was strange how that happened. She shook her head and made her way to the front door.
“Oh wow, you look great,” Julie said as Valentina greeted her.
“Really?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Well, thanks.” Valentina blushed, a little surprised by the compliment. “You look good too. C’mon in.”
“Your house is stunning,” Julie said, taking everything in as she walked alongside Valentina.
“Thank you. It’s Brad’s place, really. I couldn’t afford a place like this myself.”
“Is your husband really an astronaut?”
“Boyfriend. And yeah, he really is.”
“There she is,” Brad said as the two women joined him in the kitchen. “Valentina’s told me so much about you.”
“Likewise, Brad.”
“Say, have you had breakfast yet?” he asked.
“No, I was planning on taking your girlfriend out for something, but...”
“Well, sorry to ruin your plans. I’ll make it up to you with some great pancakes, grandma’s recipe, bacon, maple syrup, orange juice, coffee—”
“She gets it, Brad.” Valentina gave him an affectionate eye roll. “A full breakfast.” She patted Julie on the arm. “He’s sweet, but gets carried away sometimes.”
“Guilty,” he said. “Why don’t the two of you head out to the patio and I’ll bring everything outside.”
The women took a few steps, but Julie stopped when she noticed a painting on the wall. It was of a man climbing into the cockpit of a fighter jet. “That’s you, Brad?”
“Yeah,” he said. “I was a little younger back then. Navy test pilot, a few years before I joined the space program.”
“Wow. That’s so inspirational.”
Valentina led Julie outside to the patio. They each pulled out a chair and sat down across from one another.
“I’ve never met an astronaut before,” Julie said. “He seems like a great guy.”
“He is,” Valentina said. “But he kept threatening to build a launch pad in the backyard.”
The two women laughed.
“Do you mind me asking where you guys met?” Julie asked.
“Hmm,” Valentina said. “Is that a ‘how did you guys meet’ question or a ‘how’d you hook up with an older guy’ question?”
“You saw right through me.” Julie giggled. “I mean, no judgment though.”
“It’s ok, everyone asks. If they don’t, I know they want to.”
“No big deal,” Julie said. “Who cares if he’s a little older. As long as you’re happy.”
“Yeah, as long as I’m happy.”
Valentina looked out over the backyard and considered going for a swim later in the day. The afternoons were always scorching in their hometown of Hot Plains.
“Remind me again,” Brad said as he placed a tray loaded with breakfast down on the table. “Where did you two meet?”
“Walking down the street,” Julie said. “I’m not sure why, but she waved to me, and I don’t know, we just started talking and hit it off.”
That’s not right, Valentina thought. She was my girlfriend. We lived together. I loved her.
“No, that’s not what happened,” Valentina said. “That’s not true.” Her hands were shaking. She looked at Brad, then Julie. Neither looked back.
“It was that easy?” Brad asked.
Valentina stood up. “Why are you ignoring me?”
“Yeah, that easy. She caught my eye right away,” Julie said with a smile. “I guess it was meant to be.”
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C:\>install adult_patch
The SIMple Life Unofficial Adult Patch
This patch is not licensed, endorsed, or supported
by the developers of The SIMple Life.
This patch introduces behaviour modifications,
explicit character animations, and themes
intended for users who are 18+
WARNING: Installing this patch may result in
unpredictable character behaviour, changes
to existing relationships, and unintended
modifications to character autonomy.
Install at your own risk.
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Installing adult patch . . .
Updating physical interactions . . .
Enabling sexual attraction . . .
Expanding romantic preferences . . .
Removing relationship restrictions . . .
Installation complete.
Restart The SIMple Life? (Y/N) >Y
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Julie woke up with a smile on her face. She'd had the dream again. The same one she’d been having about her new friend Valentina since they first met.
It always starts with Julie showing up at Valentina’s house, where an older guy named Brad makes them breakfast. The three of them talk and eat outside by the pool. She makes a joke about how Brad and Valentina would make a good couple.
Brad laughs. “Not unless she has a dick under that skirt.”
“Sorry, I didn’t know you were gay,” Julie says.
He looks sideways at Valentina. “Does that mean you don’t know—”
Valentina interrupts him. “You’re going to be late for work.”
“Shit,” he says, looking at his watch.
Things start to feel right once Brad leaves. It’s not that she doesn’t like him, it’s just that… he doesn’t belong there.
After he leaves, Valentina suggests they go for a swim.
“I didn’t bring a bathing suit,” Julie says.
“No problem,” Valentina replies. Julie expects her to offer a spare, but instead Valentina starts undressing. “We can skinny dip.”
Back in bed, Julie’s hand moved between her legs and slid into her panties. She thought about Valentina casually undressing, and the way she looked back at her as she did.
“Don’t be shy,” Valentina says, encouraging her.
Julie stands up, pulls her shirt over her head and lets it drop to the ground. Valentina is ahead of her. She’s down to just her bra and panties. As she walks toward the pool, Julie’s eyes are drawn to the shape of Valentina’s ass.
Julie closed her eyes, picturing Valentina beside the pool. Two fingers slid up and down the length of her slit, parting her lips as she spread the wetness between her legs.
Valentina’s bra comes off and lands on the deck. She shimmies her way out of her panties, looking over her shoulder at Julie the whole time.
Julie reached to her nightstand and opened the drawer. She fumbled around, still picturing the look on Valentina’s face, until she found her vibrator. She shuddered when it made contact with her clit.
“C’mon,” Valentina says. “Take yours off too.”
Within seconds, Julie is also naked.
“You look incredible,” Valentina tells her.
Julie blushes. “So do you.”
The dream always ended there, but Julie had no trouble imagining what came next. Some mornings, she thought about them going back to Valentina's bedroom. Other times, they only made it as far as the living room.
This morning, Julie imagined Valentina standing by the pool, calling her over with the crook of her finger. When Julie got close enough, Valentina met her with a kiss. They held each other close, with their bodies pressed against each other. When Julie moved her hands down Valentina’s sides, then around to her ass, she felt Valentina place her hand on the inside of her thigh and slowly inch its way up.
Julie pictured herself kissing Valentina and tasting breakfast strawberries on her lips. It all happened naturally, as if they'd done it a hundred times before. She kept her eyes closed, working the vibrator between her legs. Every part of it felt like more than a dream. It felt real, and when that feeling hit her, she came moaning Valentina’s name, just like she did every day.
Julie switched off the vibrator and put it back in the drawer. She couldn’t wait to visit Valentina today, and hopefully dream about her again tonight.
Across town, Valentina was sitting in her living room with her roommate Brad. He was asking her about a date she’d gone on. She didn’t really want to talk about it, but she knew he wasn't going to let it go until he got all the details.
“So, how’d it go with Natalie?”
“Do we have to?”
“You know we do, honey.”
“Good. But bad. But good.”
“Honey, that doesn’t make any sense. Let’s hear it.”
“I took her out for dinner, and we were both aware it was the third date—”
“The fucking date.”
“Right, the fucking date. So the whole time we were eating, we both knew where the night was going, and dinner was just the polite way to get there.”
“See, guys don’t do that. We just fuuuuck.”
“You don’t wait for the third date either,” Valentina jabbed. “Anyway, we go back to Natalie’s place, and she gave me a glass of wine in the living room. She had one hand up my shirt and the other down my pants before I even took a sip of it.”
“This sounds like the good part. Where’s the bad?”
“Well, we finger and grope each other all the way to her bedroom and start going at it pretty hard. My clothes came off, Nat’s flew off, and suddenly I’m staring at this gorgeous woman with her legs spread open, just waiting for me to bury my tongue in her pussy.”
“And?”
“And I start thinking about Julie.”
“Who the fuck’s Julie?”
“You haven’t met her yet, but she’s this girl, and I can’t get her out of my head.”
“You’re in bed with a ten out of ten in anyone’s book, she’s naked and waiting for you, and you shut it down because of this Julie bitch you just met?”
“That’s the bad part.”
“Is the good part you coming to your senses and getting your face jammed into Natalie’s muff?”
“No,” she said. “The good part is that Julie’s coming over today.”
“Here? Today?”
“This morning. Don’t fuck it up for me.”
“Wow. You’re crushing on this girl hard,” Brad said. “You think she likes you?”
“I don’t even know if she likes women,” Valentina said. “Or if she realizes I’m lez.”
“Wait, you gave up Nat for someone who might be straight?”
“Yeah. Until I figure that out, it didn’t feel right to be with anyone else. Not even Natalie.”
“I hope this Julie bitch knows you gave up fucking the queen of the lipstick lesbians for her.” Brad shook his head. “What do you have planned?”
“That's the thing.” Valentina put on her most apologetic expression. “I kinda told her she can have breakfast here, and kinda thought you'd make it.”
“How do strawberry and cream buttermilk waffles sound?”
“Perfect.”
“Go make yourself pretty. I’ll slave away in the kitchen for you, but if this works out I better be your maid of honour.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Valentina knew exactly which top she wanted to wear, the spaghetti-strap that made her tits pop. She stepped back from the mirror, turned around, and looked over her shoulder to check out her ass. The jean shorts she'd picked out were doing their job too. After getting ready, Valentina sat at the kitchen bar while Brad finished making breakfast. They talked for a few minutes before the doorbell rang.
“That’ll be her,” she said. “Remember, behave.”
When Valentina opened the door, her first thought was that she made the right choice. Natalie had nothing on Julie.
“Oh my God, you’re gorgeous.” The words practically slipped out of Valentina’s mouth.
“Thank you.” Julie blushed. “You look great too.”
“C’mon in,” Valentina said. “You can meet—”
“Brad,” Julie blurted out.
Valentina stopped in her tracks. “How’d you know his name?”
“It’s probably because you won’t shut the fuck up about me,” Brad said with a laugh. “I am indeed Brad, the one and only. Kisses,” he said, planting one on each of Julie’s cheeks.
“Sorry, Val,” Brad said, turning to his roommate. “Jean-Pierre just texted. Out of nowhere, I've got a breakfast date of my own. Tootles.” He wiggled his fingers good-bye.
Valentina tugged at Julie’s sleeve and motioned further into the house with her head. “I hope you’re hungry,” she said. “Breakfast is waiting.”
Julie followed her through the house, down a long hallway, past the living room and into the kitchen. Brad left two plates of strawberry waffles on the counter, along with a couple of cups of coffee.
“We’ll eat outside,” Valentina said. They took their first few steps toward the patio doors when Julie stopped to look at a picture on the wall.
“Is that you? With Brad?”
“I was practically a kid, seventeen maybe,” Valentina replied. “My first Pride Parade. He took me under his wing, and I’ve been stuck with him ever since.”
“You almost look terrified.”
“I was. I hadn’t come out to anyone yet. But Brad was—”
“Inspirational.”
“Yeah.” Valentina thought about it for a second. “He was. Inspirational.”
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“I hope you’re hungry,” Valentina said. “Breakfast is waiting.”
She led Julie through the house into the kitchen. Brad left two plates of strawberry waffles on the counter, along with a coffee for each of them.
“We’ll eat outside,” Valentina said. Julie followed her. Before she stepped outside, she glanced at a picture on the wall. She knew it was Brad and Valentina on the day they met, at Valentina's first Pride Parade when she was only seventeen. She wasn't sure how she knew any of that.
Valentina sat at the table. Julie looked around.
“The patio. The pool. I’ve been here before.”
“I hope not,” Valentina laughed.
“I thought it was a dream. It wasn’t. We’ve done this before. More than once.”
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“I thought it was a dream. It wasn’t. We’ve done this before. More than once.”
“Julie, you’re scaring me. What’s wrong?”
“These strawberries,” she said, pointing to the plate. “I’ve tasted them on your lips. We’ve kissed.”
Valentina looked shaken. “Julie, if this is some kind of joke—”
“You’re my girlfriend. We live together. Here. Brad is our neighbour, not your—”
FATAL ERROR
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Repair failed.
The current save segment is corrupted
and cannot be restored.
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Julie was bent over on her knees, gripping the headboard of the bed with both hands. She flicked her head to the side, whipping her hair out of the way so that she could look back at Valentina. “What are you waiting for?”
“You’re eager for this rubber cock, aren’t you?” Valentina teased the phallus against Julie’s wet opening.
“Yes,” Julie moaned. “Stick it in me. I want it.” She waited for Valentina to push forward, but the sly smile on her face told Julie she wasn't done teasing yet.
“You were all shy when you got here,” Valentina said, rubbing the strap-on up and down the length of Julie’s pussy. “Now you’re like a bitch in heat.”
“Don’t tell me those short-shorts weren’t supposed to turn me on.”
“I’m glad they worked.”
“Stop teasing,” Julie said. “My pussy is aching for it.” She rocked back a little, hoping to make the message even more obvious to Valentina. “Give me what I need.”
“Someone's getting demanding,” Valentina taunted.
“Please...” Julie pushed back in a desperate attempt to impale herself on the cock.
“I guess you deserve it,” Valentina said. “Consider this a reward for the job your tongue did on my pussy.”
Valentina grabbed Julie by the waist and pushed into her. She pulled out partway, then shoved back into her deeper the second time. She grinded her hips from behind, giving Julie a few solid thrusts.
“Look at you taking every inch,” she said, giving Julie’s ass a smack. “Maybe I should have used the bigger one.”
Julie moaned, pushing back harder, grunting between gasps. “You think you’re the first girl to fuck me like this?” She looked back over her shoulder, almost defiantly.
“I’ve got a drawer full of them,” Valentina said with another smack. “Big ones, small ones, hard ones, soft ones. Whatever your pussy wants.”
“I’ll take anything you’ve got,” Julie said. “As long as it’s attached to you.”
“That’s so sweet.” Valentina showed her appreciation with an especially hard thrust, knocking the headboard against the wall. Valentina went at her as hard as she could. The thick toy plunged in and out until Julie finally pulled away and flopped over on her back.
“Eat me,” Julie said, rubbing her clit and writhing in the bed.
“My pleasure.”
Valentina got between her legs and dove in with long, hungry licks. Her tongue darted in and out, then settled on Julie’s clit while she slid two fingers into her pussy.
Julie gripped the sheets. “Right there.”
“Like that?”
“Yes. Don't stop.”
Julie ran her fingers through Valentina’s hair. She pressed her head back into a pillow and lifted her hips to get closer to Valentina’s mouth. Her legs began to tremble as she let out a long moan.
“Oh fuck, I’m going to cum,” Julie cried out, tossing her head from side to side. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Her whole body was shaking as Valentina licked her through her orgasm.
Valentina fell into the bed beside Julie. The bottom sheet was soaked in sweat. The top one was in a pile on the floor. The two women lay side by side, staring at the ceiling, with Julie's hand resting on Valentina's stomach.
“That was incredible.” Julie was still panting.
“Best first date ever,” Valentina said.
“First date,” Julie repeated as she started looking around the room before turning to her partner. “We’ve done this before.”
“We have?” Valentina bolted upright in bed. “Holy fuck, Julie. We have!”
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C:\>simplelife.exe
WARNING: Game instability detected.
Conflicts between the Reality Patch and Adult Patch
have resulted in repeated errors and corrupted data.
To prevent permanent damage, both unofficial
patches should be removed immediately.
Uninstall all third-party patches? (Y/N) >Y
Uninstalling Adult Patch . . .
Uninstalling Reality Patch . . .
Restoring original game files . . .
Restoring default character settings . . .
Verifying game integrity . . .
All unofficial patches successfully removed.
Original game files restored.
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Welcome to The SIMple Life!
Valentina popped out of bed, walked to her dresser, and picked out an outfit. She jumped up and spun in the air. By the time she landed, her pyjamas had been replaced with a pair of unflattering khaki pants and a modest burgundy button-up blouse.
Valentina walked to the kitchen. Her girlfriend Julie was making breakfast. Valentina stopped and waved.
Julie smiled. She set a mixing bowl down on the counter. She took a step back and waved to her girlfriend. She returned to precisely where she’d been standing earlier.
Valentina walked to the kitchen’s bar and sat on a stool. She watched as Julie continued to stir the pancake mix.
The doorbell rang.
The two women stopped and looked at each other.
“I remember everything.”
“So do I.”
