<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Sample-c29c475d0ad683d92b69e94703b58d88.jpg)</div><strong>Diomeera Evergold</strong><br/><br/>Diomeera Evergold stood in front of the full length mirror--clearly the most expensive item in the good room they'd rented in celebration of their victory.  When she'd fitted the last peace of the blue, white and gold full plate over her body, the metal had flowed and cinched, adjusting itself, 'til it fit her as snugly as silk motleys.  At a causal glance into the mirror, it looked more like she was wearing snug clothes embellished with a few pieces of armor rather than armor heavy enough for any cavalier.<br/><br/>It still felt heavy.<br/><br/>The blond's finally allowed her eyes to be drawn to the reflection of the vast expanse of cleavage bared but still protected by the full plate.  She blushed a little.  “When did I get this big?”<br/><br/>Having spent the last few years on the road, she'd spent most of that time with her breasts unpleasantly locked inside a steel breastplate clearly made for a man.  This snug armor weighted half again as much, but was so much more supportive!