Drink the Potion of Distraction

Guess there is only one way to find out, Vanessa thought and produced the Potion of Distraction from her pouch. She popped the cork open and brought it to her lips. Surprisingly, the liquid didn't taste like anything and the entire contents of the flask disappeared after the first contact with her mouth. "Hmm, I keep forgetting I'm in a virtual RPG. It feels so real!", Vanessa thought to herself. With a deep breath, Vanessa readied herself for action. She didn't notice any effect from the potion. Maybe it kicked in when she stepped into battle. Vanessa lunged towards the guard with her shortsword in her hand, aiming at the side of his chest. The sword tip clumsily bounced off of chainmail, only serving to wake up the dwarven guard, who instinctively grabbed his battleaxe.

At the very same moment, the Potion of Distraction kicked in. Vanessa watched as the lacing on her leather armor came undone by itself and her breasts ballooned out from the now loose cups and promptly doubled in size. The dwarven guard, who had bolted up standing, now simply stood there and stared at Vanessa's gigantic bare breasts. For a while, Vanessa couldn't help but stare at the dwarf's crotch, which was visibly twitching under his armor. She then took advantage of his distraction and quickly made another hurried stab with her shortsword. This time it seemed to find a gap in the guard's armor and the blade sunk deep into the dwarf's torso. With a gurgling groan, the dwarven guard collapsed to the ground, clutching his wound. Vanessa quickly grabbed the key hanging from his belt. She then tried the key in the padlock on the wooden door.

Not surprising Vanessa the least, the key turned in the lock and unlocked it. The door creaked open, revealing a dark corridor beyond. Vanessa took another look at the dwarven guard. He was definitely dead, or would soon bleed out, judging from the ridiculously copious blood puddle he was lying in. Vanessa quickly searched the corpse, feeling disgusted by how real it felt, and found nothing of value. She would need to explore whatever lay past the passage she had just made passable. She shrugged and stepped into the dark corridor, her shortsword at the ready. Vanessa carefully made her way through the narrow passage, feeling the walls for any traps or hidden mechanisms.