<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Status = newly futanari</div><div class="spoiler_body">In "microbreastplate" with lovely skirt and nipples exposed (AC+6, max +4 dex bonus, armor check penalty -2, 15% arcane spell failure)<br/>(Armor training, Arcane armor training (requires swift action to reduce spell failure chance, included above))<br/>Nipple hoops (AC+4)<br/>AC 24 (touch 22, flat-footed 20, -2 against improvised weapons)<br/>SR 19 (Spell Resistance, miniskirt)<br/>HP 86/105<br/>CMB: 9<br/>CMD: 23 (10 + Base + Dex) (21 against dirty tricks, Naive)<br/><br/>TU = 2<br/><br/>Spells remaining: 6 of 7 1st, 2 of 6 2nd, 3 of 4 3rd<br/></div></div><br/>Although she didn't encounter any traps, that didn't mean that Rayne couldn't be caught by surprise - captivated, even.  Oh yes, there was the attractive room, the intriguing furnishings, the trappings of a powerful elf apparently... a sign that she had chosen the right door, though the player property protection would give her certainty, soon enough.  But far more demanding of her attention was the woman... the poor, unfortunate, tormented woman... the gorgeous, delectable, very ready and very available woman on the bed.<br/><br/>Clearly the Announcer had left her here, when going off to run the unfair bout between Rayne, Sylvia, and Colossus.  And clearly, too, the Announcer wasn't returning as soon as she'd intended... or at all, perhaps.  Rayne felt a pang of guilt, but not so intense as a quite different feeling at the sight of the bound woman, at the pitiful, exciting little whimpers she managed through her gag - Rayne's skirt lifted a little higher yet.  How easy it would be to climb up on the bed...<br/><br/>She shook her head, trying to remember why she was here.  Yes... some device blocking scrying.  Was it that odd crystal sphere itself, or was that just a scrying device suffering the effect of this block?  It didn't matter, since she couldn't touch it.  Rayne licked her lips, letting her eyes roam over the soaking, straining girl.  The half-elf turned... and locked the door behind her.  Now there should be no interruptions... if the monsters did come up the ramp, there were many doors for them to try.<br/><br/>And here... she bent over at the bed's edge.  She didn't imagine she could imitate the Announcer - and besides, what she wanted done would immediately make this girl recognize the truth.  So she tried another tack.<br/><br/>"Hey... don't worry, I'm a friend, my name's Rayne.  I'll ..."   she was going to say she would free the woman, but somehow Rayne's intention, and words, changed.  "I'll give you what you need... but first I need you to do something for me."<br/><br/>Without waiting for acknowledgement - she could hardly expect any from the incapacitated little toy girl - Rayne began by removing her blindfold.  The strap holding her arms back could go next - Rayne wasn't ready to fully free the girl's arms, however.  Nor, significantly, did she remove the teasing plug-and-tail.<br/><br/>She could then work on her leg-bindings, as she spoke.  "There's something here which prevents scrying spells from working.  Some device that blocks magical viewing, you understand?  I need that broken, or turned off.  And then... I'll help you."  Rayne's phallus twitched, eager, and she wondered which of them wanted the other more.  Surely the slave was more desperate, but... Rayne was finding it ever more difficult to not just jump on top now, and hope the room's occupant would help her, afterwards.<br/><br/>No, no... the device first.  "Break it, disable it... and then... you can have this."  Rayne gestured at herself, and then moaned.  The woman was so strangely attractive, crying out to be taken... no, it wasn't her, but Rayne's own new cock, surely.  It was insisting... she had to wait.  She still wanted to free the girl's legs first, to make it easier for her to move around... but not her arms, or she might satisfy herself...   but feeling the girl's soft skin as Rayne worked at her straps called to her, called to a certain part of her...<br/><br/>Uncertainly, Rayne switched from the woman's legs, to her head.  Better to free her mouth, so she could answer, could explain, if needed.  She might know of things Rayne did not, obviously.  Yes, gag first, then legs... then the scrying preventer, and then... oh yes, and then, to satisfy her, to satisfy them both....