Recently Betty's friends had been trying to get her into playing the new full-dive virtual reality MMO that had just come out, and today she ended up caving in and buying it.

It was the sort of fantasy RPG that's normally the sort of thing she'd be the first to try out playing, but she heard this one could get rather... lewd...

Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course, but it's not really the sort of thing she was interested in.

As Betty logs into the game, she begins creating her avatar, flipping through all the options. One that catches her eye is the Golem race, a species made of hard stone. 

"Perfect," she thinks. "What could be sexual about a rock? This way I'll be able to focus on the rest of the game."

She breezes through the rest of character creation. Class? Warrior. Gender? Female. Stats? Max Agility and Strength. Dump Intelligence and Wisdom. Easy-peasy.

Time to begin...

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The game immediately starts her in a cave. Quickly swatting away some menus explaining the setting and backstory, she checks out her equipment. Basic cloth gear, shorts and shirt, worth approximately zero defense, and a stick. Well, the game calls it a "low-quality wooden club", but hey, let's call it what it is.

Nodding as if it is all as expected, she takes stock of her surroundings. A dead-end of a cave system of some kind, completely devoid of light. Wait... how is she seeing if there's no light? Oh, the golem race comes with darkvision. Cool.

She glances back down at her equipment, noticing something through her flimsy cloth shirt. "Seriously?" she says with a sigh. Yeah, those are some serious womanly curves, nothing surprising there given what she's heard of the game, but those nipples... wow. Being made of rock means they're perpetually hard of course, but she didn't realize that means they'd stand out so much they're visually identifiable through her clothes.

Betty rolls her eyes, but grabs her stick and starts marching out, putting it out of her mind.

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In short order, she marches out of the cave, having finished the obligitory combat tutorials. There at the cave entrance she finds a small abandoned hut filled with broken tools, and the game prompts her to choose her secondary profession. Apparently she'll get the starting crafting gear of whatever she chooses here.

Now, Betty was in this game for the combat and the challenge, not to sit around crafting, so she didn't really care about this choice, but there's no reason not to at least take a look at the options and see if any might be useful anyway.

Leatherworking? No, she's intending to wear heavier armor in the long run. Cooking? She's a *rock*, useless. Blacksmithing? Hm, sounds good at first, but it seems it'd take ages before she could do anything more than smelt ore into ingots... hard pass.

Oh! There's an interesting one here: stoneworking. Although the crafts seem to be rather useless, there's a note that it can be used as a first aid for golems. 

With her decision made, the game highlights a few of the tools in the hut, the highlighted tools suddenly appearing less broken than they did a moment ago. Apparently the game wanted her to go gather them for herself rather than popping them into her inventory.

"This game sure seems to be indecisive about whether to be user-friendly or realistic," Betty mutters to herself with a smile. She goes and grabs the tools, a hammer, a chisel, a trowel, a few brushes, and a rasp.

Not being particularly knowledgable about tools, she got sidetracked, bringing up the in-game internet browser window and looking up what a rasp was. There she learned it was for filing down stone.

And with that, she had an idea. She had been feeling a bit aprehensive about going into town with her nipples so prominently showing through her clothes, but it said stoneworking could be used on golems, and this was a stoneworking tool... What's the worst that could happen?

Okay, yes, maybe it wouldn't work and would just hurt her character, but then she could just try out the first aid function of stoneworking.

Resolved to give it a try, Betty sat down on a weathered bench in the hut, removed her shirt and readied the rasp, placing it gingerly over her right nipple.

Taking a deep breath, she pressed the tool into her and began moving it back and forth.

...!

It certainly wasn't pain she felt, quite the opposite. It was downright arrousing, the grinding away of her nipple sending vibrations that resonated up and down her body.

Watching as stone dust floated down from her nipple, Betty told herself, "It's working, so I shouldn't stop now, or else I might not have the courage to resume once I've stopped." It was a poor lie she told herself, knowing in the back of her mind the real reason she didn't want to stop, but she refused to admit the truth.

After a couple of minutes of work, trembling with pleasure all the while, the nipple was reduced to stone dust on the floor. Not even hesitating a second, she immediately moved to her other nipple and began work there.

As she rasped away her second nipple, her free hand wandering down to her cloth pants, pulling them down just enough to be able to begin rubbing her stone folds.

As she finished up the destruction of her second nipple, she realized what she had been doing with her other hand, looked down, and frowned. Staring at the tiny stone nub that had emerged down below, she grumbled, "Another bother to be removed..."

The poor stone clitoris never stood a chance. Immediately after showing itself, the rasp came down and began rubbing it away. Betty was shocked at the sensation, quickly bringing herself to orgasm, but she didn't let that stop her in her task, vigorously filing away her nethers again and again. 

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Some time later, Betty lay panting on the floor. She had overdone it. Yes, she had successfully removed her perverted private parts. But, in her distraction, she hadn't stopped there, filing away more and more, resulting in her current situation, with a gap in her body reaching about half a foot long into her torso.

"Dang it..." complained Betty to herself, "This shitty game... Well, I succeeded, so I guess this is a good time to try out stoneworking's ability to perform first aid on golems..."

After some digging around in menus, she discovered it was rather easy to use, just push a menu option and wait three seconds. Apparently it was the "crafting" part of the professions that requires time and effort, while the "utility" parts of the professions were made quick and easy so people would be able to use them in groups without requiring the whole group to wait.

She pressed the stoneworking's first aid button and watched as a glow enveloped the hole she had made in her torso... as well as two smaller glows which appeared on the tips of her breasts.

"...Wait!" she called out, but the skill had already been used, and a moment later, she had been fully restored, including both her pussy and her hard and prominent nipples.

Grinding her stone teeth together, she said to herself, "Of course, this means war..." and readied the rasp once more.

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Betty would later be famous as the only person to level up stoneworking to the grandmaster level before even leaving the tutorial, but that's a story for another time.