Be 29.

You power on your old Nintendo wii console.

Nothing special – the same as the past few years.

Wii sports resort on the daily.

You play the sexy mii you have admired since 8th grade.

Matt.

But something is different this time.

You notice you start to feel faint, and your vision is blurred.

Could this be happening?

No.

It couldn’t.

That’s impossible.

You fall into a deep slumber.

You awake from your rest and you realize you’re in the world of mii sports.

On your left, you recognize a person.

Is that him?

Your Matt?

The one from the 8th grade?

He approaches you with a smirk.

“Hello, Demetri. It’s me, Matt. You know, the hot guy you met in the eighth grade.”

You gasp and struggle to find words.

“Its… it’s really you! When you play with me, you make my day feel so much… so much better.”

Matt bites his lip and looks at you up and down.

“You have such a perfect body now, i was wondering if we could become closer.”

I ask, “Closer?”

He nods, “Closer.”

The mii’s member stiffens in his pants.

I look down and blush.

Is this how he feels about me?

Best first impression ever.

“How about we go bowling?” I ask him, trying not to smirk.

He nods his head and leads the way to the bowling alley.

Once we arrive at the bowling alley a depressed girl greets us.

“My name is Benten. What do you want.” She hisses.

Matt grabs my hand and smiles. “Can we play a game?” He asks.

Benten snarls at us. “Fine. $20. Hand it over bitch.”

My sugar daddy hands a crisp twenty dollar bill to the girl and we walk over to the lane.

We check the display, “Demetri” and “Matt” appear on the screen.

“Ladies first.” He says, looking directly at my breasts.

I’m a grown man now.

I try rolling the ball, but it goes backwards, and everyone jumps.

After they jump, they return to their games.

Matt comes closer to me, and puts his lips on mine.

His hands touch my waist softly, and I feel one creep down to my ass.

I move myself closer to him, and i feel his chest against mine.

He starts passionately biting my lip.

We both pull away.

“Matt…” My voice trails off.

He starts to unbuckle his belt, and then unbutton his pants.

“There’s only 1 bowling pin I want you to work on,” Matt grunted, cupping the back of my head as I got onto my knees.

I pulled down his pants, and then his boxers, I was shocked at the sight of his 9 inch cock.