This Ascent to Divinity Is Lewder Than Expected: a Futa LitRPG
Copyright© 2023 by winterwhereof
Chapter 110
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 110 - Levels, skills, and dungeons--and something new between her legs. Randomly taken from Earth by a deity of lust and given a confusingly vague quest, Zoey sets out to explore a world operating on gamelike mechanics. In the process, she finds plenty of beautiful women to stuff silly with her fourteen inch weapon.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Hermaphrodite Fiction Futanari GameLit High Fantasy Humor Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration First Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Tit-Fucking
Her first preparation was the spell that had prompted their so-called vacation in the first place—Ice Armor. Zoey had needed, above improving her combat abilities, a way to defend herself without relying strictly on Rosalie’s protection.
The spell forming in her mind, then activating, a sheen of ice coated her body, starting from her stomach and spreading outward, growing in thickness as her mana turned energy into physical material. Second by second, plates of see-through ice interlocked around her body, covering her in protective armor.
The material, as tested thoroughly with Maddy, could take a blow as well as metal could. Though, it would’ve been more effective layered on top of existing armor. Being spawned in naked wasn’t ideal. Then again, Rosalie had said the shard made the encounters weaker to make up for it, so it balanced out in the end.
Behind her, Delta burst out laughing. It was unexpected enough Zoey’s growing focus—her intense concentration on whatever upcoming fight she’d get into—dispelled. She blinked and looked backward.
“Nice,” Delta said. “I mean, I guess I should’ve expected it from you, but still. Caught me off guard.”
Rosalie, likewise, was looking at her with two raised eyebrows and a highly disapproving expression.
“What?” Zoey didn’t know what was going on. What had prompted the reaction? Her armor?
She looked down at herself, then gaped.
“What,” Zoey said.
In her practice sessions with Maddy, her ice armor spell had covered her in a typical knightly fashion—an aesthetic similar to a full suit of plate armor.
Now, she wore a jagged ice-bikini.
“I didn’t do that,” Zoey protested, turning and inspecting herself. She ran a hand across her exposed stomach, and the ice was there; it had simply taken a perfectly crystalline, see-through composition. “Seriously, what?” The only parts made of the familiar dark-blue ice that she’d practiced with Maddy were her sensitive spots: a fierce looking ice-metal bra, and of course, the bikini bottom.
“We know you’ve got a great ass, Zoey,” Delta said. “But you don’t need to show it off.”
Rosalie, the more focused of them, asked, “This isn’t how it usually looks?”
“No,” Zoey said. “It’s just normal plate armor.” And while Zoey would admit the ice bikini didn’t look bad on her, it was still embarrassing to be caught off guard. She hadn’t specifically designed her defense to be perverted.
“The shard’s influence, like usual,” Rosalie said dismissively. “Though that it affected a spell is odd. That’s not something I’ve heard of.”
“I’m a big fan,” Delta said, laughing having quieted, traded for a grin she couldn’t, or didn’t try to, wipe off. The way her eyes ran up and down Zoey’s body heated her skin up. Being naked was one thing, but adorned in a tight, very revealing bikini, one Zoey hadn’t even mean to put on, was another. “Though I don’t know about the effectiveness of just letting your ass hang out.”
Zoey looked back at herself, and saw that, indeed, it was all just hanging out. The front wasn’t very chaste, but the back ... even less so.
“It’s still there,” Zoey said. “The armor. It’s just clear.” To confirm, she tapped her ass, fingers meeting the hard material. It plinked off, despite seeming like nothing was there. “Just how it looks.” Clearing her throat, Zoey said, “Anyway, that’s a surprise. I’m gonna keep going, now.”
Amused, Delta waved her on. Rosalie also seemed amused, though in a more subdued manner. Her eyes had also cataloged Zoey’s new outfit, and not in an entirely practical appraisal. Zoey could tell she approved, even if she wouldn’t say it.
While aesthetically impractical, the armor should work as it had before. It drew on her mana—her Lust—to reinforce itself, and despite being invisible in places, would still protect her.
She forced her mindset back to practical combat matters. The bikini had been a surprise, but ultimately, irrelevant. Her skin heated up, feeling somehow more exposed than when she’d been naked, but around Rosalie and Delta, Zoey was hardly self-conscious.
Combat. She had to focus on that.
Her ice armor summoned, even an ambush shouldn’t pose immediate danger. The protective material covered her head, likewise see-through. Against a first-advancement shard, Zoey shouldn’t have many problems.
Though, while she was technically third advancement, her strongest runes, and her highest leveled ones, were her support abilities. Her suite of solo combat abilities came from her rune of arcana, which was only second advancement, and far less practiced than a typical wayfarer. Add that to her general inexperience with fighting—being just some girl yanked from twenty-first-century Earth—and she had her work cut out for her, even fighting below her weight class.
Strangely, she looked forward to it. She wasn’t an adrenaline junkie, but this was to be her life for the foreseeable months, and she wanted to be good at it. Though the idea of combat itself didn’t excite her, she itched for the chance to prove herself.
She ventured down the hallway, tense, with her senses strained. Rosalie and Delta followed. They would intervene if Zoey failed, so she was in no real danger. Still, Zoey’s heart pounded in her ears.
The scraping, scurrying noises alerted her to the first enemy. Zoey remembered the alien creatures—similar to Earth’s animals, but also not something she actually recognized—from her and Rosalie’s first delve, so she didn’t flinch as the six-legged furry monster swung around a corner, scratching stonebrick as claws propelled it forward. Beady red eyes locked onto Zoey, and it screeched as it scrambled toward her.
She’d prepared her first spell in advance, holding onto the formula inside her head. Her Ice Armor and Ice Spike spells were by far her most practiced, but she and Maddy had worked on others. Ice was an element suited to disabling, Maddy had told her, and so they’d had Zoey practice with a rooting spell. The bulk of their efforts had been solidifying Ice Armor, so that Zoey could keep herself safe, and so she was much less effective with the root—but Zoey could bridge that gap by using her newest ability, Burst.
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