“Here we are!” Sophie said, leading us past a group of oversized leaves hanging down over the path like curtains draping over it. Past the leaves, we got to see just where it was that she called ho in this virtual world. “Pretty nice, right?”
And I imdiately judged her for her taste in decoration.
Players were able to buy plots of land and then build on top of them. Because it was impossible to really build anything from scratch, we had to choose from premade furniture and architecture recipes. These generally ca in sets. For example, there was a “Beach House” set. All of the furniture in the set was made to look like what you would find if you went to the beach. The architecture parts were the sa. Everything from the foundation to the walls to the roof all looked like what you would find at a real-life beach house.
There were all sorts of sets. One set was styled after slis. So, you could have a house that basically looked like a giant, smiling sli while having all of your furniture styled after it, too. Of course, there were also the sexual ones. One set had everything thed after dicks. A dick chimney, walls with dicks painted all over it, dick-shaped chairs, and so on.
No matter how many codic sets there were, there were generally just as many serious sets. For example, a set that would have been perfect for this forest was the “Nature Getaway” set. That set featured a sort of log cabin style with lots of windows to allow natural light in, hanging plants, and even a mini waterfall. That would have been absolutely perfect for Sophie’s house which was set in the middle of a bunch of trees towering over it with a stream running next to it just behind her plot.
Was that what she had?
No.
Did she have so sort of matching set?
No.
Did she have a mixed-and-matched set that sohow managed to still look good and unique?
No.
What she had… was what looked like sobody went onto the auction board, bought the cheapest possible decorations for each required category, and then tossed them all together. The only part of the building that didn’t look like it was as cheap as possible was the foundation of it because it was the sli one, and I knew that all of the sli parts were crazy expensive.
So, her house had a slimy foundation. A blue, gelatinous base that served as the floor and for what the rest of the house was built on top of. When it ca to the walls, she was using the freebie event-exclusive cyberpunk walls. The rest of the items in that set had to actually be worked for, but the walls were given to everybody to encourage them to try and farm the event for the rest. So, she had futuristic walls with blue, neon lights on the sides sitting on top of blue sli.
Now, at least she got so points for that. The foundation was blue. The walls were blue. She was two-thirds of the way to having a matching blue the. At least sothing would have matched then, right?
But it all went wrong when looking at the roof.
Sitting atop those walls of hers… was the blacksmith roof. It ca with a stone chimney, a blacksmithing sign hanging down in the front, and its dark grey colors looked as if they purposely tried to clash with the bright blues below. Now that roof – that roof was definitely the cheapest one available. Everybody wanted to have their own little blacksmith shop lookalikes, resulting in everybody making the set to sell decorations for, resulting in everybody losing interest when they realized that their houses all looked the exact sa, resulting in the prices dropping to less than the materials put into them.
Then, to make matters worse, all of the land around her house was just… empty. It looked like a perfectly trimd lawn in the middle of a forest.
One, lawns have been and always will be ugly.
Two, it showed that she put zero effort into placing even a single external decoration anywhere. All she did was choose a foundation, walls, and roof. Those were the three things required to make a player-owned house actually usable. Literally nothing could be done within them until those three building slots were occupied.
It was the ugliest house I had ever seen in both the real world and virtual world. I couldn’t even imagine using dozens of tentacles to flood her stomach mouth with cum anymore. That was how ugly it was.
“It is… very lovely!” Lily said. I could hear it in her voice; I knew her. I knew that she agreed with
and thought that the monstrosity in front of us was so ugly that neither of us could be perverted within its presence even if we wanted to be.
“Lol, don’t lie,” Sophia said. “I know it’s ugly. You probably wanna shit talk it.”
“I – I…”
“It’s the ugliest fucking house I’ve ever seen,” I blurted out.
Sophie laughed and asked, “Right? Like for reals, I just did the bare minimum to get it set up lol. I don’t care about decorating anything other than food.”
“But I an… if that’s why, why’d you get the sli foundation?”
“Because it feels super good on the feet. Like, omg, have you ever stood on it with bare feet before? You totes have to try if you haven’t. It’s seriously like, walking on firm jello that conforms to the shape of your feet, and it’s just… it’s so good that it’s like getting fucked. The floor feels better than sex lol.”
Lily and I raised our eyebrows at that. Better than sex? Not possible. However… it did make us want to try it. I saw the floor before but never actually walked on it, let alone walked on it barefooted.
Then I rembered sothing.
Lizamoo was still with us, but she hadn’t made a single sound since we arrived at Sophie’s house.
“You alright?” I asked, looking back to check on her. That was when I saw her expression. I thought that I had a harsh reaction to Sophie’s house, but Lizamoo – well, she looked genuinely disgusted. She could not have been cringing any harder even if she tried to.
“It’s… how? How can sobody live in a place like this?” Lizamoo asked, hardly even able to speak.
“It’s just a ga lol,” Sophie answered. “It’s not like I’d do this irl.”
“But – think about the other players! Think about the imrsion! What if sobody’s roleplaying around here and they co across this place and it completely kills their mood?!”
Sophie shrugged. “Sounds like a personal problem.”
“Ugh, non-RPers are the worst. You could at least make things match so that it doesn’t completely ruin the imrsion.”
“Too lazy lol.”
“It takes less than a minute of work! All you have to do is buy matching stuff at the auction board the next ti you go! I’ll even give you so money so you buy a matching set if it ans fixing this place!”
“Nah, it’s kinda grown on . I think it’s ugly but it’s my ugly.”
“But—”
“Can’t make people do things they don’t want to do,” I interrupt. “Consent, rember? Just keep in mind that if you’re ever roleplaying in this area, make sure to avoid coming in this direction so that you don’t risk having your imrsion ruined.”
“I – ugh. I know. Alright. I’ll just… pretend that I can’t see this abomination. I’ll imagine that it’s a house that actually looks sensible.”
“Good, that’s settled. So, we going to go in there and get to experience what that floor feels like on our feet?” I asked Sophie.
“Obviously lol,” Sophie answered. “Co on, let’s go and take our shoes off.”
Part of
hoped that the inside of the house would look a bit more consistent than the outside. And I was right. Kind of. The interior of Sophie’s house was consistent… with just how inconsistent the outside of it looked. It was consistent in its inconsistency.
Lizamoo could barely hold back just how annoyed she was, but she managed to keep it inside of her with her fists clenched at her sides.
More importantly, we took our shoes off to let our feet partially sink into that gelatinous flooring.
Was it better than sex?
No.
Was it damn close?
Absolutely.
Feeling the cool, slimy floor perfectly conform to my feet, get squished between my toes, and provide extre softness to stand on – it was like those gel inserts but a few million tis better. It made walking a little bit more difficult, but the comfort provided was so worth it.
When I looked over at Lily standing there in her bare feet, I realized sothing.
It’d been too long since I last had a footjob. While Lily was pretty much anything but petite anywhere on her body, she had pretty small and cute feet. Being the man of many interests that I have always been, I was naturally going to appreciate her feet as well. Also, the idea of her giving a footjob was extrely appealing to . Were footjobs good all on their own? No, not really. Did having a perfect girl help make them better? Yes. Were they even better when given by a woman who would probably be extrely embarrassed and clumsy when giving one? Abso-fucking-lutely. That was sothing that needed to be done.
So, not only did the floor prove just how wonderful it felt to stand on, but it gave
an idea for sothing to do with Lily.
Then I thought about Akorya.
Akorya’s feet were more like a beast’s paws with fur and pads and everything. What would a footjob from her feel like?
Then, naturally, my mind went to Thera.
The tips of Thera’s legs were pointed and hard. Sharp. Deadly. What would happen if she tried to give a footjob? Using the tips of her legs would probably be a horrible idea, but what if she used two of her legs to sort of squeeze my cock between the sides of the tips? As long as the pointed tips themselves weren’t used, it could potentially work.
“Mon ma??tre?” Lily asked. “You look like are thinking about sothing?”
“Ah, yeah. Feet,” I answered.
“Fe-feet?”
“Feet. It’s been a while since I’ve had a footjob and seeing your feet made
realize that.”
Lily’s face turned red as she opened up her equipnt nu to reequip her shoes. “M-mon ma??tre! That is… weird!”
“It’s not any weirder than the rest of our fetishes. Besides, if I wanted to be weird about it, I’d be -y about it. I’d use a crispy voice and whisper—”
“Cr-crispy?”
“… I ant creepy.”
Lily held her hands over her mouth and giggled. “A – a crispy voice! What – would that even sound like?!” She found the thing utterly hilarious seeing as how she couldn’t stop giggling.
“I have no idea. Maybe like fried butter.”
My stupid answer sohow made her laugh even more to the point where she started getting teary-eyed over it.
While the floor might not have been better than sex, Lily’s smile and laughter was without equal.
“Lol you guys are gross,” Sophie said. “Flirting with each other like that is as bad as roleplayers doing their thing in front of normal people.”
“Hey!” Lizamoo shouted. “There’s nothing wrong with roleplaying wherever we want! But… I’ll agree that public flirting kind of makes
cringe.”
“A-ah, I’m sorry,” Lily said, worried that she upset them.
That worry of hers wasn’t allowed.
While I didn’t suddenly start making out with Lily or anything in front of Lizamoo and Sophie like I was tempted to, I did wrap an arm around her and pull her against my side.
There’s a good argunt to be made about public displays of affection and consent. Then again, I’m including things like walking sobody on a leash around and full on making out and biting in public as public displays of affection as well. Regardless, other people don’t consent to seeing that.
I might be all about consent, but when it cos to showing your love in public, whether it’s sexualized or not… I say live and let live. So long as no nudity is shown around kids and there’s no bodily fluids being spread around, I’ve never seen the problem with it.
And thinking of that gave
an idea.
eting Lily in real life, putting a collar on her, and attaching a quiet vibrator to her controlled by a remote that I’d have. Then we could go out to eat, shopping, to the movies, whatever, and I’d get to control her vibrator to randomly pleasure her when she’s not expecting it. She could be in the middle of giving an order to a waiter at a restaurant when I turn it on. That would be great.
But more important than that was the present. “Just be happy this is all we’re doing,” I said. “If it were up to , I’d be fucking her feet right now. Sli still on her feet and all.”
Lily’s blush extended to her ears as she turned her head to tuck it into my side. She might have been embarrassed, but she wasn’t rejecting my ideas, and I had faith in her to do that if she was really bothered by them. I also had faith in that she actually liked this situation. As embarrassing as it might have been to her, she enjoyed it. She enjoyed being held onto like a trophy as I talked about what I’d love to do to her in front of others, even if just a couple of monts ago she felt guilty over our flirting.
The main evidence to support that was the fact that I could see her smiling when I leaned back to look down at her face.
There was also the fact that she sent
a private ssage with nothing but a “
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