This Ascent to Divinity is Lewder than Expected (A Futa LitRPG)

5.26 - ❤ Exhibitionism

Her skin tingling in excitement, Zoey looked around the busy restaurant. Not only did Maddy have a sound barrier in place, but she had a powerful, third-advancement illusion actively suggesting they were only having dinner. So Zoey could get away with a lot. But how much?

Biting her lip, she quelled her nervousness, then brought her hands to her shirt's hem. In a quick movement, she removed and set it to the side, leaving her in just her bra. Maddy, wide-eyed, watched it happen. She looked around the restaurant, as did Zoey, to see if anyone had noticed.

"This is fine?" Zoey asked, her body flushed with excitement. "They'll think I'm clothed?"

"Should," Maddy said. "Since most people don't, um, eat dinner topless. Anything unusual happens, the suggestion takes hold, and they'll revert to seeing what they think is normal."

"Perfect." She unclipped her bra and set that aside, too. She enjoyed Maddy's flustered expression, the way she stared at her exposed tits, before Zoey teased her, "So? Gonna join me?"

Maddy jumped. Her eyes flicked back up to meet Zoey's. "Uh. S-Sure."

Tentatively, while anxiously looking around at their neighbors, Maddy stripped off her top, then her bra. As Maddy had done to her a second earlier, Zoey drank in Maddy's exposed body. Maddy was a small, petite woman, as flat as a board. She was achingly cute, with pink, perky nipples, and Zoey's cock throbbed in excitement. The threat of Maddy's spell failing, or just generally being around so many people, turned the event from hot to scorching.

Maddy laughed nervously, sounding breathless. Her arm went to cover herself up almost by instinct. Despite apparently having a 'thing' for being out in public, she was even more nervous than Zoey herself. Or more easily embarrassed. "Usually I'm a little more circumspect when I do this."

"Sounds boring." Zoey stretched wide, making sure to show herself off. She leaned back and rested an elbow on the head of the booth seat. "And it's kind of freeing," Zoey said. "Feels weird that nobody knows." Indeed, nobody had turned their way, despite how both she and Maddy were naked from the waist up.

"It's, um, definitely something."

"Bottoms too, now?"

"Really?"

"Sure," Zoey smirked. "I will if you will."

Maddy swallowed. She scooted to the edge of the booth, then started undoing her shoes. Her eyes furtively scanned the room, despite knowing that her illusion should be more than enough to keep everyone unaware. She shuffled out of her skirt, leaving her in just her socks and panties.

"T-There," Maddy said. "Your turn."

Zoey obliged. She shuffled out of her pants and set them on the seat. Then, going a step further, she pulled down her boxers. Her cock sprung free. Maddy stared at it with wide eyes. It wasn't her first time seeing Zoey's weapon, but the memory must not have done it justice, because Maddy seemed enraptured.

It couldn't exactly fit underneath the table, not all fourteen inches, so Zoey tucked it up toward her stomach, letting it rest against the lip of the table.

"Don't mind her," Zoey said. "She's a bit unwieldy." She looked around the room. Sitting there completely naked, she couldn't help but be concerned whether Maddy's spell was as strong as she said it was. Would a fourteen-inch girlcock be an unusual enough sight to break the illusion?

By chance, a woman from a different table in the center of the restaurant happened to glance Zoey's way. Their gaze locked for a half-second, then her eyes dipped down. Zoey was mostly obscured by the table and the other furniture of the room, but she could still see Zoey's cock sticking up over the table lip. The woman's brow furrowed, as if confused, and adrenaline washed through Zoey. Maybe this had been a terrible idea. What were the laws of public indecency, anyway? Would this cause them problems? Real ones, with the guards? Maybe—