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Chapter 3 by Cantalope Cantalope

What's next?

Day 2: A New Dawn, A New Day, A New Life.

Crystal stirred groggily, a ray of light somehow managing to slip through the blinds and bounce off the mirror directly into her face. Wait, she didn't have a mirror in her room. She sat up, long red hair falling in a curtain over her face. She was intensely confused for several long seconds before the events of yesterday came rushing back: getting sucked into the game, having a different body, finding out all she and all her friends had to beat the game to leave.

She rose to look at herself in the mirror, feeling a little dizzy with how much taller she was than normal.

"Yup. Still a redhead MILF from the 80's... never thought I'd say that."

This was the first time she'd ever had a chance to really check herself out in the mirror without anyone else around. She did a little pirouette, more graceful than she ever was outside the game. She was wearing a black nightie that ended just above the bottom of her butt and very nearly showed her areola. It was actually one of the more conservative nightwear options her closet presented her with, the alternatives being see-through or lingerie. Or both.

"I look damn sexy."

She shimmied and enjoyed the resulting bounce, "I sure hope I'm this perky when I get to be this age in real life. Damn!" She felt herself up, enjoying the firmness and feeling a faint burn start to ignite deep inside.

She suddenly remembered what she'd forgotten to do yesterday, "Oh shit!" She brought up her menu, her collective points showed in the upper right corner: -10.

"Fuck!"

She'd forgotten to 'quench her lust' as her character sheet put it, there hadn't really been time what with everything that had happened. Well... might as well get a head start today. She reached up and slipped out of her straps, letting the silky fabric pool at her feet.

"Holy shit..." She gawked at herself, almost feeling self conscious at the woman's shocked face staring out of the mirror. She was a knockout in whatever she wore but she was almost unreal in just her birthday suit: no sag. Whatsoever. She ran her hands up and down her taught front, from the base of her boobs to the red landing strip above her crotch.

"You are one sexy bitch..." The words kindled the fire that had been simmering inside her, making it spread wildly. Before she knew what was happening, Crystal's hands had slid up to her tits and were vigorously manhandling them. Her nipples hardened instantly from her touch and she immediately developed an appreciation for their size, "Oh fuck... I could almost..."

Crystal was in the midst of trying to press her breast up to her mouth so she could wrap her beautiful lips around her nipple when she noticed the door had opened.

Who's standing in it?

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