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Chapter 4 by android1966 android1966

The party?

Your companions.

You sigh and take a moment to study your companions. The first is tall and athletic, fiery red hair cascades over her shoulders and down to the upper slopes of her substantial breasts in tight curls. Her long hair covers more of her breasts than her actual armour, which consists of a platemail bra comprised of two round metal plates, each just a few inches in diameter, that manage to cover her nipples and areolas. Small steel plates hang down from a broad leather belt around her hips to conceal her pussy, and she has steel thigh guards and greaves. A massive sword in a scabbard also hung from the thick belt.

"Paladin?" You ask, pointing to the incredibly beautiful and voluptuous redhead in the platemail bikini.

"Yeah, sister of the order of Sune's ruby roses," The firehaired beauty confirms, revealing her voice to be the sultry tone you first heard on arrival. "Maxed out charisma for the extra spell slots and effect bonus."

"Right, so Chris?" You guessed, as Chris was known for his min-maxing of characters. Chris was ginger and lanky in real life, although not the bright red curls and statuesque physique of his new avatar.

Chris nodded, and you turned your attention to the next avatar. She was Asian in appearance, delicately beautiful, and so petite that her head was level with Chris's ample armoured breasts. Long, twin braids of glossy black hair flowed to the top of her butt. She wore a loose red silk kimono that was scandalously short and ended at her upper thighs. The thin silk garment was tied at the waist with a sash. You could clearly see the points of long nipples tenting the thin fabric, and the looseness of the kimono gave a glimpse of perky sideboob whenever she turned. An oriental lute hung from a strap over her shoulder, and a short, curved samurai sword was sheathed and held in place by her kimono sash.

"Kim?" You ask, guessing that this must be your Asian online gaming friend.

"Hey, I'm Korean, Ted's obviously trying to be Japanese." The objection came from a Drow sitting next to what you assumed to be a bard.

Ted, in real life was a few years older than the rest of your gaming group, in his early thirties, tall and overweight. You would not have guessed that the tiny teenage Japanese character that looked like she had migrated from an anime was his. It was clear that he had also maxed his charisma, which made sense for a bard as the key stat.

The Drow that was Kim had shoulder-length white hair and a charcoal grey complexion. She wore skimpy white enamelled scale armour that cupped and pushed up her breasts like a corset and only covered the front of her torso and crotch. Her sides, back and legs were bare with only a small triangle of scale armour covering her butt-crack and stiletto-heeled white sandals on her feet. At her belt hung a coiled barbed whip and a short flail. A holy symbol of a nine-tailed scourge hung from a chain around her neck and nestled in the cleavage of her pushed-up breasts. She was attractive in a stern and intimidating ice maiden fashion.

"That's the symbol of Loviatar," You point out. "You don't think being a cleric of the goddess of sadism might be a problem?"

"Hey, I can still cast heals," Kim protested. "Sure, some of the rituals might be a bit spicy, but I can save those for the bad guys and consenting partners."

The last avatar managed to outdo even the scantily clad three you had already seen. A towering bodybuilder muscled Orc woman was completely naked except for a broad leather belt and knee-high fur boots. Huge breasts defied gravity to jut proudly with thick, dark green nipples. Her hairless, clam tight pussylips were also dark green in contrast to the lighter shade of green to the rest of her bared skin. Despite the tusklike teeth curling up from her lower jaw, her face was still pretty, although Rick, the only one of your group not accounted for, must have made strength and constitution his prime stats. The avatar was nearly seven feet tall and was a muscular brute that still somehow maintained an hourglass figure.

"Hell, Rick, you're obviously a barbarian. But unarmoured defence bonus does not mean the same as completely naked," You say to the towering Orcish woman. "You could at least wear leather or furs."

"Why, it's not like I feel the cold with max constitution," Rick's avatar shrugged her huge muscled shoulders, and her huge titties jiggled with the motion. "You little guys will feel the cold more than I."

And finally, your character?

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