HTN 5-11 Chapter Snippet

Removed from main chapter because I wasn't sure it was "right" for the story. I include it here because I love you all! So enjoy.,

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“Also I got to see you butt,” Quinny added as she held up the hammer.

Heather raised a brow as she looked to Frank for an explanation. He cleared his throat while throwing Quinny a hateful glance that even his helmet couldn’t hide.

“How did she manage to see my butt?” Heather demanded as he shuffled nervously.

“Gwen changed the statue back,” he replied. “She said you would understand, eventually.”

Heather felt her heart pounding in rage but she was careful not to take it out on Frank. It wasn’t his fault Gwen insisted on putting a half naked statue of Heather on display, but now she wondered how long they stood their gawking at it.

“I need to have a word with dear mother,” Heather said at last. “I want that statue removed before anybody else sees it.”

“Too late for that,” Quinny laughed. “There were at least a dozen players their when we got to it.”

Heather’s face went red until Frank cut in and explained Quinny meant in the city, not in the garden staring at her butt.

“Honestly lot’s of women have far riskier statues than that in the big cities,” Breanne said as she overheard the conversation. “You can even buy personal copies of some of them.”

“I am not one of those women!” Heather cried. “And what woman would want her naked body put on public display?” Breanne looked at her funny as Heather tilted her head.  “You don’t see the harm in it?”

“I guess I see it more closely to the way most players do,” Breanne said.

“And how do most players see it?” Heather asked.

Breanne smiled as Quinny started to giggle. Heather felt confused and angry but the sensation was quickly replaced by shock as Breanne explained. In a magical world where a person could be a perfect example of what ever they wanted, sexual fantasies ran rampant. There were hundreds or races to experiment with and a lot time on player’s hands. Even more there were no diseases or chance of pregnancy, it was as risk free as it could be.

“There are whole classes devoted to sex,” Breanne added. “A consort or a concubine even have magical powers to heighten sex.”

“And the succubus race has to have sex to recover it’s power,” Quinny added.

“What if I picked the succubus as my race and the concubine as my class?” Heather asked.

“Ha, you would be able to level just by having sex, and the men would line up to help you level,”  Quinny teased.

“Actually there are a lot of players with that combination in the big cities,” Breanne said.

Heather slapped a hand over her face with a groan. “I changed my mind, I don’t want to go near the big cities.”

Quinny laughed and looked to Frank with a wink. “Tough luck big guy, your girlfriend is a prude.”