PUMPED-UP KICKS

For the moment, while he was mindlessly browsing through the quest lines and vaguely listening to the fact that his "mother" was telling him what a big boy he was he forgot that this was in fact a multiplayer game. That there were other people there and that eventually he would have to actually interact with them. So when he turned his attention to the noise that had been happening he found himself pillowed in... Softness.

Very Softness. The most softness. This game was far more realistic than he'd given it credit for. Feeling fucking skin on his face. He sputtered in real life, trying to mute himself in the game as he got his bearings and touched his face outside of the game. Causing his body in game to just freeze against someone else's chest. Quickly he tried to position himself better, and away from the chest.

The attempt to keep a cool and collected look on his face as he looked up at the other person, eyes narrowing as he tilted his head in a bit of a confused annoyance. The fire lizard snickered at his side. Amused by the fact that he'd ended up face first in another man's tits. Boobs. Chest. Massive. Absolutely. His type. But that wasn't the point. After all, no one looked like that in real life. And no one looked like themself in this game. Himself included. It was all a trap. Another form of a scam.

"You're not observant, are you?" It came out colder than he wanted it to. Or maybe the right amount for Inari. In real life he never would have been able to pull that off. But here he'd designed his face to look cool when he said something like that. The painful awkwardness not shining through. Hopefully.

Furrlicity Purrfection

He actually had completely forgotten that he was supposed to accept those ugly shoes from the npc. Rather instead forcing her to talk endlessly about some nonsense about his made up childhood. Probably something about how he was always such a nice boy or whatever and how she was sad to see him go. Seemed fake if he was being completely honest. But of course he needed to make up an excuse so that he didn't look like some sort of idiot.

"And? What's the point of playing if you're not going to try and unlock things?"

The window that had said needy was unlocked had popped up and instead of brushing it away he managed to accidentally equip it. Labeling himself as "Needy Inari" instead of just his regular name. Fuck. Whatever. It just made it seem like he was proving his point just a little more. Maybe. Nose in the air he took the shoes finally. Lifting the hem of his outfit to slip them on he wrinkled his nose at the stranger.

"Don't watch me put shoes on, that's weird."

Ha. Take that big titted man.

Furrlicity Purrfection

Honestly Inari didn't care about unlocking things. But now he was going to be stuck with that play style so long as he was being hovered over by this behemoth who apparently had issues with everything. Not that anything was his own fault. Not ever. At least this time. Finishing up tying the shoes he scoffed and fixed the hem.

"Your kink must be that you want someone to kick your ass."

His cool and collected mask was dropping a little bit. Mostly due to frustration that he kept unlocking these annoying titles. And that this guy's mouth was bigger than his chest. Something that had seemed impossible before now.

He felt a little bit bad that the virtual mother had to listen to this conversation. Especially since she was programed to be reactive. And he was pretty sure the a.i. learned and remembered things too. Oh well, it wasn't like he was going to be coming back to the starting area a lot.

"If anyone is running a scam here it's you. Running into people and then trapping them into weird conversations."

As if to accent his point he poked at one of Furrlicity Purrfection's pecs. Just to prove the point.

Furrlicity Purrfection