When Freya talked about the way her curves looked in the skin-tight crimson outfit, she grinned mischievously and grabbed her own boobs. They were almost twice the size of what she had in real life and she felt the difference in weight as she supported them in the palms of her hands. “You’re not kidding about the outfit, I would die of shame if I walked around like this in the real world!” When Freya acknowledge that they were indeed alone, Evie looked around the foul-smelling space and noticed that no one had arrived since their forms materialized there either. It was odd. Even if they had been the first two to log on – by some weird quirk of fate – shouldn’t there at least be a few new arrivals by now? They had been logged on for at least a few minutes.<br/><br/>She shook off her pondering when Freya told her to use their avatar names from now on. “Whatever you say,<em>Zafina</em>!” She giggled happily when she said the name out loud for the first time. “And yes, let’s find out what awaits us… this place looks and smells like crap.” Her virtual nose curled in disgust as the stench prickled her senses again.<br/>