But first Anne has an idea

“Ooh!” Ayverice said, lifting a finger as if to halt her friend. “Just give me a sec, I’ve got one more thing I need.” she said with a devious grin.

She bounced out of frame, with a flourish.

While she was off doing whatever it was, Sarah spent some time becoming familiar with the game that they had somehow ended up “playing”.

Her character, “the madame”, stood next to a desk, her hair dark and long on the chibi-esque figure. Oddly enough, she had stats the same as the prospective courtesans.

Working on a four point scale to judge the individual characteristics that would determine how good of a “worker” they would be.

“So… I’m supposed to be really good at this.” she grumbled, noting the lack of numbers below four on her character’s stats.

“OK. Now I’m ready!” Her friend declared triumphantly.

Sarah looked back to the video and let out a yip of alarm. On her monitor now stood that same blue haired girl, but this time she wore something completely different from the simple shirt and jeans from before.

All black, the corset molded her thin waist into an hourglass. Above, her small breasts were covered by see through dark fabric, her nipples clear and perky. A band held aloft the covering, similar to the way a bikini might. Below, only a tight pair of black panties were visible, matching closely with the color of the rest of the outfit and barely covering the important bits.

Sarah didn’t know what to say as she watched her friend twist about, obviously elated with her own appearance.

Eventually Anne noticed the lack of admiration coming from the other person.

“What, you no likey showing a wittle bit of skin?” she said, pouting her darkly painted lips in mock sadness while she stood provocatively.

If Sarah cared to notice, she would've noticed that odd feeling again.

“I know, not exactly how my character…” she squinted down at the screen, giving a closeup view of her thin bosom as she bent down. “Mary. Huh, that’s a dumb name.” Standing she rolled her eyes, smirking slightly. “Anyway, not something Mary would be wearing right now, being all poor and country-ey and all that.”

“Uh, yeah.” Sarah replied dumbly, somewhat jealous of how good her friend looked in the video.

Looking down at herself she cringed slightly. Sure Ayverice didn’t have large boobs, but at least she had something. Sarah was flat as a board and the rest of her figure would probably barely register as “womanly” to most.

She sighed as she pulled at the edge of the thin panties she wore, re-aligning them to be more comfortable on her mound. Besides that Sarah had nothing on, preferring to give her nearly bleach white skin as much air as possible when gaming.

It did feel awfully chill in here though. Maybe she should turn up the thermostat?