The Lady’s Hand (A Dickings & Dalliances Adventure) - (Closed Except By Invitation)

[Nouh_Bdee]

Dezzan shrugs and grabs a glass to wipe with a relatively clean cloth. “Ya can go on, Sprite. Like ya say, ‘tis a slow day.” Then they look pointedly at both Grastik and Sprite, their broken voice thick with sincerity. “Both of ya come back, tho, ahright? We need ya here.”

Salira pulls off her loose shift and folds it before placing it on the table near the tub. She gracefully slips over the lip of the bath and slides into the warm water with the stranger. With her long, powerful tail, she easily keeps her upper body out of the water, reaching for a cloth and the soap and beginning to lather the nobleman’s body with slow, sensual strokes. An easy smile spreads across his face.

Then she turns and flashes Arx a warm smile. “I have many ssspecialtiesss, sssir. If you’ve never been ridden by a naga, for exssample…I’ll jussst sssay that extra leverage is very helpful.” She lowers her upper body into the water and the end of her tail slips out of the water to hover near Arx. “And that’sss not all that our tailsss are good for. Many people enjoy the texture of my ssscalesss. Have a feel…”

 

[Poprockz]

The naga's chest was quite pleasing to look at, and he found himself captivated by the sheen of her scales as she responded in that lovely hissing voice. Come to think of it, he imagined a naga could get a lot of use out of that long, flexible tail. He reached out, letting his fingers pass over the tip of her tail tentatively. The tips of his fingers glided over the scales and he had to admit that he very much liked the texture as she had suggested he might. In fact, he imagined that one might get carried away with rubbing such a delightful body, letting their hands whisper over stomach and breasts, then down her back to her ass. What would such a smooth, glossy tail feel like on his cock, he wondered. It would be a first for him, to be sure.

"Oh wow!" he murmured softly in appreciation. "For some reason I thought your scales would be rougher, but I have to say they're smoother than butter!" He continued in a flirty tone, "what do you like doing with such a flexible tail?"

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Salira hissed in appreciation as Arx caressed her thick tail. “Many thingsss, sssir. Many thingsss I like. I love to wrap it around a hard, leaking cock, to feel a man’s bliss drip between its coils, to squeeze and roll and slide up and down his length until his cum disappears within, coating my scales.” She started stroking Arx’s hand with her tail just as, judging by the way her arm was moving, she had already begun to stroke the noble’s cock. “There are also many who enjoy the tip being used elsewhere, or just to wrap themselves up as my prey.” She looks into his silver eyes. “What would you like to do with my tail, elf-man?”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite nodded, let her wings fold back up. She would be good to her word, she always was as far as her work went. She then quickly went to the bathing room. She paced for a moment, but couldn’t keep it up, Grastik would fallow. Grastik saw Sprite as a skilled hunter and fighter, how she should be seen. Not really as a woman that felt like she was about to be embarrassed.

‘They could be doing anything right now. Most likely just simple cleaning. Yes, simple, cleaning, simple rubbing of their bodies with fine soaps, in front of one another. Grabbing their cocks tightly as they lather them up, playing a bit with themselves when they think nobody is looking. Enjoying themselves…’

Sprite shook her head. She was feeling dizzy, she needed to finger herself. How did she even manage to work here these days? What would that noble think of her? She grumbled, flustered, and knocked on the door.

“I got cover. Your muscle has arrived,” Sprite said and then opened the door to get an eye full.

She saw the Naga bathing the noble, heard her saying the most naughty words she could, right in front of everyone. She wanted to be seen, the Naga wanted to be seen by all in that room while she was going to be fucked. Sprite almost let out a gasp from the sexual feelings taking her over, but she turned it into a cough and almost defensively wrapped herself in her wings.

"Sorry, didn't try to intrude. Please, enjoy yourselves," she said, looking at the floor.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

Grastik waited a few more breaths before following behind Sprite. As much as he worked among brothels, around the fucking and whoring of men and women both, it hardly meant he'd any real interest in seeing it done so brazenly, by someone he'd little love for.

"We'll be back, Dezzen. Her blessings upon you."

The words were spoken quietly, enough so that only the goblin would hear, and perhaps some of the more keen eared brothel workers. Then he was away, footsteps falling in the path the harpy had left in her wake, not that any would have attempted to stop him anyway. What he found was Sprite, seemingly frozen at the door, her wings folded about her frame. If he didn't know better, he'd say she was shocked, but she'd been around enough such activities to know what was being done. Still, a glance over her body language had his hackles rising, the protective instinct practically hammered into him from a young age rising to the fore. He acted without much thought, uncaring of previous, and similar, attempts to provide aid being rebuffed. He slipped in front of her, his large frame blocking the room from view, if only temporarily, his back to his feathered companion. His gaze swept across the room, taking in the sight without a twinge of outward reaction. Such sights were normal, the bodies of men and women both a familiar enough sight. He paused in the doorway, far longer than was necessary, before stepping further inside.

"I suppose all this is a necessity, some magic needed for your work, for this proposal of yours. If nothing else, you are in good hands with Salira."

 

[Poprockz]

His cock started to stir as the naga hissed sweet nothings to him. The idea of her riding him was very intriguing, though he didn't want to hog her to himself at the moment, seeing as it might be a bit rude to the rest of the group. Next time he came here though, gold in his pocket, he was going to purchase her services for a night of carnal pleasure he was sure he would enjoy to the utmost. Maybe he would even see what she could to satisfy a womanly form as well the next night.

"Mm. I think I'd like to-" Arx's voice stopped as the door opened and he turned his head to see the harpy standing there, staring. It was hard to tell whether she was shocked, disgusted, flustered, or shy, though the latter option seemed somewhat unlikely with all of her previous blustering. He personally wasn't embarrassed by the situation itself. Even if he had gotten his cock out, he wasn't shy about showing off a body that wasn't even his own.

Instead of speaking up to answer the orc's assumptions as he pushed past the harpy, he merely left it to the noble to explain why it was they doing lewd things in the bathing room of the brothel. He was more interested in the coiled tail around his hand. With his other, he deftly untied the cords of his trousers and pulled on the edge to get it loose enough for him to push slightly downward, freeing his own cock. Having expected to lay with a whore that night, he had chosen a body with a very nice cock. It was large, but not large enough to be bothersome to a lady.

Arx brought her tail to his cock and moved it from his hand to his member, hoping that all she promised would be delivered.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The nobleman was starting to breathe heavily, his reply irregular. “Yes, I…What little , mm, magic I possess is, uh, eromancy. And I…will need to tempo…rarily deafen, um, sweet Sarila here, for our, uh, discussion.” It was an explanation, but it wasn’t really an apology. If anything, he seems amused by Sprite and Grastik’s apparent discomfort.

Within a few more seconds, Sarila does her work and the nobleman cums into her hand. He sighs and reaches up to gently cup her cheek. “That was wonderful, dear. An exemplary performance,” he concludes breathily.

Sarila’s tail, which had been rubbing across Arx’s cock as soon as he placed it there, now begins to coil around the shaft, twisting and rolling as it does. Her scales are soft and very warm, and the slight texture of her scales gives Arx an intensely pleasant friction. Sarila makes room for the nobleman to exit the tub and he does so, his reddened and spent organ softening against his leg.

“Who would like to be bathed next?” he asks as he steps out and starts to dry himself.

 

[justspitballing]

Grastik stood before Sprite. ‘Damn this man!’ was all Sprite could scream into her own head. She had already made herself look weak and embarrassed enough. All Grastik was doing was drawing more attention to that. Far too much attention. She felt like a fool from it. To add to this he was also blocking her view of the sexual misbehaviors.

Sarila was a very skilled woman. Sprite had not seen her perform, but she had heard it well enough. Her acts with a male suiter the other day and his grunting enjoyments for them were the sounds Sprite heard that had led to her exploring her butt with a wine bottle. They were enjoying themselves so much that it had just driven her mad and she needed to release the pent-up energy. Of course she was caught in the act and had spent all of today to try and make up for it. But it was no good, Sarila, no, this building, it had cast it spell on Sprite once more.

Her pussy became wanting and she started to breath hard. If she stayed behind Grastik she would stay looking weak, she could not do this. She had no choice, she had to show her strength, had to fully embrace what was before her. But she would do it one better, she would be brazen about it. She knew this was a bad idea, if anyone got the wrong idea and tried to approach her for direct sexual acts she knew she would not be able to respond for them in an understandable way. But she didn’t care. This was to much of a turn on and she needed to reclaim her might too much.

Later she would reclaim her might in a different way by beating Grastik to an inch of his life.

Sprite opened up her wings, showing off her body. Her lower sash/skirt had been removed, held tightly in her hand. Her sex was on display. ‘They will all see me. They will be turned on by my body. They will watch me, want me to please myself before them,’ Sprite’s head was spinning.

Her bush was a bright red in a small patch that looked like it had been trimmed to be only around the top peek. This wasn’t really the case. A harpy’s body was made to be attractive. There were only women of her kind, so they had to mate with other creatures to make more of their own. So her sex, all of her really, was made to be wanted. This confused her at times all the more since there was no one she wanted to mate with herself.

Her ass was firm. As firm as one would expect from someone who kept their body in the best of shape. With her lower half naked Sprite pushed Grastik to the side and walked out before him. She then walked to an empty bath and started to fill it with water. It was one of the smaller ones there, so Sprite’s large body would take up most all of it. Someone jumping in there with her would be very awkward, thus giving her some protection.

As the bathtub filled she dropped her sash onto the floor and proceeded to slip two of her fingers into her pussy and let out an extremely deep moan. So much pent-up energy let out all at once.

“I can use a clean, but I can wash my own back, thanks,” Sprite said with a smile. The Harpy is strength!

 

[Poprockz]

“Fuck…” Arx sighed as that lovely tail started to jerk him off. He leaned his head back against the wall and closed his eyes to emphasize just how amazing it felt.

That tight yet gentle grip with those smooth scale ridges created such a fantastic sensation that he would have had a hard time putting it into words. His cock had no such restrictions at displaying its approval, it’s creamy pre-cum dribbling from his head before being wiped away by a flick of her tail. It only added to the slick warmth of her appendage.

When he opened his eyes, the harpy was walking past him without any skirt, baring her feathery nakedness boldly, seemingly without reservations. Perhaps she had decided that she didn’t mind engaging in the depravity of masturbation with the rest of them. This was confirmed when he witnessed her slide her fingers inside herself and moan with what sounded like rapt bliss. Her fingers were long, so he imagined they were probably quite deep within herself. Oh how wet they must be at that moment... It was hot, watching her face flush with pleasure, and he couldn’t help but continue to watch her. What was she envisioning in her head? Was her ass longing for the attention of her own fingers as well? He bit his lip as he wondered, picturing what was going to be happening below the surface of the water, his smooth voice panting softly.

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite let her bathtub fill before she got into it, standing in full display, with her index and middle finger slipped inside her, the fingers completely within her body. Her thumb started rubbing her clit as she glanced around sheepishly.

She used her other hand to take off the covering for her breasts and let it drop to the floor as well. This left her fully revealed. Her breasts were firm and a few steps away from being flat. Most of her kind held seduction in their chest as well, having rather large breasts that could well feed if they did have many a child. Sprite though did not dislike her form. It presented her physical strength very well. Maybe though the people around her liked her form naked before them. She could feel them watching her.

With the bathtub filled with water Sprite jumped into it, water going up and over the edge. She rested down and tried to keep most of her body below the water as well as she could, though that was very awkward. Her ass now was becoming jealous of her pussy, making her own demands of being played with. Sprite’s body ached some more and then she took her other hand currently not in use and put it under the waters. Three of her fingers went deep into her butt and started to jam in and out.

“Fuck!” Sprite said, her eyes starting to roll up and her body shaking.

One of the people before her, the man with Sarila trying to seduce him by playing with his member. He was looking at Sprite. He was taking her all in. It made her head spin all the more.

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

Salira’s eyes bore into Arx’s as she tries to actually pull him by the cock into the tub, her lips spread in a warm smile only a bit at odds with the lewdness going on in the bath.

Meanwhile, the nobleman, having dried himself off, steps around behind the naga. His hands reach up to hover near her ears. “Now, dear, we have some business to discuss, so I’m going to have to cast a Deafen spell.”

The naga nods, that smile still on her face. Suddenly, Taryn bolts upright, and the nobleman pauses, expecting her to have something to say. Salira freezes and cocks her head, and her tail stills with Arx’s cock trapped in its coils.

After a few seconds with a pensive look on her face, she looks at him. “I’m out,” she says, and walks straight out the door, leaving her clothing on the floor behind.

The nobleman blinks and shakes his head. After a deep breath, he stammers and tries to continue his train of thought. “Right.” A dull glow comes from his hands. “There, now please step out of the bath, Salira,” he requests from out of sight behind her. She doesn’t react. “Perfect,” he concludes.

He steps around the bath, his naked body now back in everyone’s view. “There. Now I can answer all your questions about the job. The artifact I need is The Spectral Phallus. It’s an ancient artifact located in a Delathi ruin, a two-day ride east of Rionne.”

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

The Delathi ruins.

Not something unfamiliar to anyone in Rionne, it was half the reason anyone even came to the city if the presence of adventurers were to be believed. The sort of place that was, technically, not supposed to be delved into but regularly was anyway. Rumors abound of strange magic and monstrous creatures acting strangely, the curiously the exact specifics were somewhat muddled and inconsistent. Grastik would admit that he'd hardly paid attention to what few stories had come his way about such places, his Goddess' concerns had little to do with dungeon delving. Still, if they were to be descending into the depths in search of some mystical artifact, it couldn't hurt to ask a few questions, and as the only one not currently drowning themselves in pleasure, the task seemingly fell to him.

"This phallus, what is it for and what does it look like? And what can we expect in the ruins? Monsters, surely, but everyone's heard the rumors about such places, and I can't help but think there'll be more than just monster slaying involved."

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite huffed a bit. She could not understand how others could multitask and ask questions when their bodies were demanding pleasure. When Sprite’s body called for action, it demanded only that! She would get dizzy spells and her body would ach until it was well pleased. When she reached her sexual peak and fully embraced her wants by making herself climax proper, only after that would her mind clear. Until then she would be a mess. Hopefully someone would fill her in on the details after they were all done. She had been late after all.

Feeling like she was now expected to participate in this conversation it gave Sprite all the more reason to finish herself well. She slipped her fingers out of her ass only to reposition her hand properly and then slip her full fist inside. Sprite liked being filled. Liked to fully explore herself and stretch her ass and pussy as far out as they could go. They needed to be fully filled sometimes.

With her moving around more water splashed over the sides. She made sure when it did to lift her body up just a bit more so the guests of the room could see her breasts.

She just picked up on Grastik asking about what the object they would be hunting for looked like. “Yes, I, I, I… wo, would like to know that,…(her fist pushed around inside of her)… TO!” Sprite said.

Yes, she was perfectly involved in the conversation.

She sank back down into the tub, her body still twisting. She would reach her peak soon. She had picked up that they would be going towards the ruins. She had been there once to hunt some black pudding that had attacked some people, but didn't find the stuff. Was exploring the place another time looking for phase spiders that were causing a problem and also found nothing then either. Often seemed like more of a hassle then it was worth. She assumed she would be up for what the ruins had for her. But of course, she was very full of herself.

 

[Poprockz]

Salira's eyes were so hypnotic that Arx couldn't help but follow the gentle tug of her tail until he was at the lip of the bath. He then hastily started to shed his clothes while the nobleman prepared his precautions, having just fully pulled down his undergarments when the strange whore from before stood up unexpectedly. The entire room seemed to watch her, Arx's clothes around his ankles and his hard cock wishing that the naga's tail hadn't paused its attentions. Taryn's sudden inclination to opt out was surprising to say the least, the changeling blinking before kicking off his pants and stepping over the lip and into the tub itself. Well, sometimes people had strange things going on in their heads, and he wasn't about to dwell on it too much. He had an orgasm to chase after, after all.

He politely waited for the noblemen to be done with his enchantment, sinking into the hot water and letting his legs drift to either side of his scaly mistress. It seemed as though she wasn't going to be able to hear his groans of pleasure, which was a pity. She was so talented at what she was doing that he wished he could compliment her with his lustful noises, though he supposed she might already know how masterful she was.

Leaning forward, he kept an ear out for what was being said while reaching out and letting his hands light upon the naga's hips. She had a nicely firm and muscled body as expected of a snake, but she was still so smooth and pleasant to the touch. The man's fingers slid up her sides and over her breasts, squeezing them softly and enjoying how well they fit into his palms. Occasionally, his eyes would look around the naga to take in the harpy's chest as well, loving that he got to see two lovely textures as his cock was stroked.

Maybe he had vaguely heard of Delathi ruins in passing, but he really didn't know anything about them, or about this specific site. All he knew was that they would likely have to sneak by monsters and infiltrate the ruin to a deeper level if they wanted something valuable. If the noblemen wanted it, it was probably very valuable and rare, he imagined. He couldn't say he had ever heard of a spectral phallus, but it sounded a lot like a fancy way to say "fancy piece of dick art."

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

The nobleman, having cast his spell, walked over to sit in Taryn’s vacated seat, still nude. “All I know about the ruin itself is that it is believed to be a temple to Oklut, one of the Three Husbands. As such, it’s somewhere near the base of the mountain of Oklut.”

Salira rubbed some of the soap into a lather in her hands before rubbing it into Arx’s shoulders. Unable to hear anything, she focused on the feeling of the elf’s soapy skin in her hands and watching his expression to judge how she was making him feel. Her hands worked their way down his body, cleaning off the dust and grime of the day, while her tail continued to coil and twist around his shaft, gradually building his pleasure.

The nobleman was looking around the room, enjoying the show that the three other unclothed individuals were all putting on. Still, he continued his answer.

“The temple has not yet been fully explored. There was a team of archeologists, but they abandoned their excavation at the order of Rionne’s queen. One of them has since joined the staff at Tulips, and that’s who you’re going to have to convince to tell you the location. I’ve made a reservation for tonight, but you’ll have to look the part of people who could afford her services, at least to get in the door. Hence, the bath.” It was clear he thought that the group might be turned away if they didn’t look like they fit in. It was less clear if that fear of his was well-founded or not.

Salira briefly stopped the work her tail was doing to let her hands, which had already explored Arx’s torso, lather his cock and balls. All too soon they were clean as a whistle, and Salira’s tail resumed its undulations as her hands moved to his ass to thoroughly clean there as well.

“As for the Phallus, it allegedly looks like a realistic cock, made of softly glowing glass. It’s enchanted, of course. You won’t be able to carry it except in your hands. It’s said to pass through clothing and bags.”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite jammed her fist as deep as it would go and gave her clit one more hard flick with her thumb. Her body climaxed as the intensity ran through it and her pussy squirted. The water and the bath hid this, but her face sure did not. It was stunned and erotic bliss. Then she sank fully into the bath for a minute, popping out of the waters after such, gasping for breath.

As her mind became less fogged, which took quite a bit of time, she slipped her hands out of her body and then actually started washing herself proper.

“Nothing better than a good clean,” she said, clearly still a bit dazed.

As she washed up she took in more of what was actually being talked about now that her body was actually properly taken care of. “Any word on why the excavation was abandoned?” was the only question she still had in mind.

Sprite did know about Tulips. It was very unlikely she could fit in to well there given what she was. Hopefully she could pretend to be a guard for someone else. Most people of the city did know of Sprite in passing. She had made quite a name for herself tossing out drunks from this place and protecting the city walls. But it wouldn’t be to out of the realm of possibility that someone would have hired her from here as a guard. After all, that’s what was happening right now.

 

[Poprockz]

The practiced pressure of her hands on his skin was heavenly, and Arx couldn't help but melt against her touch. God she was good at this... Or perhaps he had really needed it. Whatever the case, he was barely able to absorb what was being said in the background at this point. Oklut? Three husbands? Who gave a fuck about all that stuff? It wasn't as though a history lesson was going to help them steal this item. Frankly, he didn't care about its significance, nor was he interested in the politics that led to the site being abandoned.

The mention of Tulips piqued his interest a bit, though. He had heard of the place on his way into town when he had asked a random citizen about the various brothels, restaurants, and taverns they had around here. It had ended up being a bit high-priced for him at the moment, but seemed like it wouldn't have good drink or company in short supply. As for the phallus, it was as he expected- an artsy cock. The bit about it going through clothing sounded like it might be bothersome, but he supposed he could always shift into a large-breasted woman and keep it wedged in his ample cleavage. That would at least keep his hands free in case he needed to do other tasks to get himself (and perhaps the others if they survived) out of there.

Arx had barely been able to hold himself back when she soaped up his cock, so it wasn't long after her tail returned that he couldn't resist the siren call of climax anymore. With a growl of a groan, his hips jerked up and his cum shot upon her lower stomach, painting her with thick white strands of his seed. At the moment of climax, his hooded eyes momentarily looked as though they couldn't quite decide what color they were, multitudes of colors flickering within his irises.

When the last glop of cum was draped against the naga's skin, he slumped in the bath and panted softly with a contented grin. Turning his head he interjected, "it was probably abandoned because it's old, boring, and likely booby-trapped to hell. What I want to know is what's the use of bathing and smelling good if we get back into our dirty clothes? Are you going to give us some appropriate outfits to impress our mark? Or perhaps you're giving us a little something to buy our own? A business expense, you might say." Arx's eyes flicked down to the pile of clothes where he knew the noble's purse was. Hopefully, he could wring a bit more from him before this was over.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

The half-orc couldn't quite suppress the slight growl at the mention of the Husbands. His mistress wasn't quite so keen on them, for reasons that were obvious to anyone who knew the history of the celestial heavens. Even worse if they were to be delving into anything of Oklut's. Already he wasn't finding comfort in this task, but all the same he'd made a promise already to keep an eye on Sprite, and get them both safely home. He took his promises seriously enough. He'd have to ask his goddess for a bit more of her favor, and perhaps forgiveness, for going somewhere her power would likely not be wanted. If he knew her, she'd delight in them stealing something out from under one of her rival's divine nose.

"Looking the part won't be needed. I can get us in. Though a bit of gold to keep a few tongues from wagging wouldn't hurt."

Grastik refused to elaborate further, though he glanced briefly Sprite. She knew well enough, if only by virtue of being around too often to not know. The newcomers, the outsiders, wouldn't have a clue, and the cleric preferred to keep it that way. The Tulip didn't exactly like him being around unless it was necessary, but they wouldn't begrudge his presence either. Still, night was the time the brothels got most of their custom, and they wouldn't appreciate uppity adventurers asking after their people, not when those same people could be working instead. The gold would keep the Matron from being too angry, as buying time with one of her workers would sit far better than normal.

In truth, this whole affair didn't sit well with him. Those who would delve into such ruins, sacred or otherwise, didn't retire to brothels on a whim. Something had to have happened, whether in the ruins or otherwise, to lead to such a change. Hopefully it was somethin that could be figured out by asking the person they were after. Hopefully, he was just being far too paranoid for his own good...

 

[Nouh_Bdee]

As Arx’s seed painted her body, Salira giggled in joy that turned into lusty moans, a well-practiced performance designed to entrance her customers. That didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy such warm and tangible proof that she’d done her job well, especially without the benefit of her hearing. The naga swept a finger through the bit of spunk that landed above the waterline. She brought it to her lips and sucked the hot cream down her eager throat.

Then, she took her time sensually cleaning herself off before finishing Arx’s bath. The show she put on was for everyone’s benefit, and it was certainly effective as far as the nobleman was concerned. He fell silent as he leered hungrily at the whore.

She eventually took Arx’s hand to lift him to his feet, and dried him off as she helped him out of the tub. Her eyes drifted hypnotically to Grastik, her slender, scaled fingers reaching out to him from the tub.

“Er, yes,” the nobleman began, mentally catching up to the conversation. “I…you are welcome to improvise, but I *have* established a line of credit with a clothier. Eleg Pegulet’s shop is just south of the Mossbridge, and you’ll be able to purchase an outfit each.”

He leaned back as he surveyed the room, eyes flocking between Sprite’s lewd show and Arx’s relaxed nudity. “I’m afraid I couldn’t tell you why the excavation was abandoned; only that it was very early after the site was discovered. Rionne’s monarch can be…capricious, and opaque in her reasoning. However, that also means it is very likely that the site is, in fact, booby-trapped to hell. You’ll need to take care.”

He produced a handful of gold and set it on the bench where Taryn had been sitting. “Here’s a bit of gold for expenses. 200, to be precise. You’re welcome to use it for either bribes or supplies, at your discretion. It’s all you’ll get until I get the Phallus, though, so use your wisdom.”

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite washed herself quickly, never being one to waste time. She lifted herself out of the bath and wrapped her wings back tightly around herself once more, covering herself fully, and quickly looked for a towel to get dry. Now that she had taken care of herself this house of pleasures had lost its grip on her once more, and since she no longer felt like rubbing herself down below, she no longer dreamed of having all these eyes on her. In other words, once she got her fix she tended to not be in the mood, though if eyes did linger on her to much it could in some uncommon cases drive her to wanting to do another showing.

She found a towel and stuck her back towards everyone and opened out her wings broadly, giving herself a little bit of privacy. She then started to dry herself off.

“We are all going in fully blind then. Well, I will thank you for the change, will get some gear with it for sure. As for a get up, I will have to ponder a bit. A dress would kind of,... not fit my name as you would say,” Sprite finished drying herself off and then went around grabbing her tossed about clothing, looking not nearly as dignified as she wanted to be.

After she got dressed she picked up her share of the coin and politely curtsied to the nobleman, though it was clear she did not do this gesture very often.

 

[Poprockz]

If he wasn’t feeling so soothed and satisfied, he might have been tempted to go another round from the enticing moans hissed from the naga’s lips. That would have to be saved for his return though, unfortunately.

Allowing himself to be guided out of the tub and dried off, he simply listened to the others for a moment. The orc seemed to have an idea for getting in, though pecs weren’t particularly known for their careful planning. He just hoped that it indeed was subtle enough to get them in and out without too much trouble.

When the gold was dropped on the bench, he eyed it, the cogs of his mind turning. He was sorely tempted to come back from the trip, tie him up, and impersonate him to get access to the rest of his coin, but he didn’t know enough about his mark to make an informed decision. Sometimes it was best to make sure the mark didn’t suspect you, especially if they were rich, powerful… or vengeful.

Arx bent over and picked up his pack, tucking the gold into an inner pouch and pulling out a long, simple green dress. It was pulled on over his head, the pretty thing hanging a bit awkwardly on his willowy body. It had two deflated spots where his breasts might have been, the dress having been meant for a more voluptuous woman.

They didn’t have to wait long though, his body shifting as he soon filled out the dress. Where once there was a male elf with brown hair and blue eyes, there was now an auburn-haired human woman with eyes of green. She had pouty lips and freckles, her smooth Porcelain skin looking as though she had never worked a day in her life. Her hands had not a callous on them, her shapely breasts large and prominent where they sat in the bosom of her dress.

She sighed, flicking back her long hair and sauntering over to the bench to sit next to the nobleman.

It was always wise to disclose the shifting at the beginning of joint ventures- it decreased the chances of a sword in the back when others were taken by surprise in the field.

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[Nouh_Bdee]

The nobleman leaned back, stunned at Arx's transformation. "Well, I'll be ensorcelled! Ha-hah!"

Salira, unable to hear the nobleman's exclamation, was too focused on beckoning Grastik into the tub to immediately notice Arx's change.

Their employer, however, seemed almost drunk--or perhaps cumdrunk--with how enthusiastic he was in his amusement.

His hands drifted towards Arx's tits, fingers splayed as if to cup them. "What a fascinating illusion! May I touch them?"

 

[justspitballing]

Sprite was tempted to quickly be on her way to Eleg Pegulet’s shop. After all, her being in her past clothes longer and longer made her effort to clean less and less effective. A new set of clothing would be needed. Of course, her bathing was enjoyable for other reasons then simply being clean. Still, she was always one to be task focused and her want for physical delights was fading. Her team mates though, they still had a desire for one another that was in effect.

Staying around though turned out to be needed as Arx showed there was far more to them then met the eye and shape shifted. The nobleman was quick to assume magic was at play, but Sprite honestly had no idea what had just happened. She though did not let this on, or at least tried not to. She didn’t much like the idea of being out of the know.

As the nobleman pressed his luck to try and check if Arx was a spellcaster or not and Salira was busy trying to seduce Grastik, Sprite moved slightly to the back. Her body had been well satisfied, but she felt she needed to stay as to simply not draw attention. Of course, the longer she stayed the more the siren call of this building would impact her once again. On the other hand it was clear she was somewhat safe so far with this group, so that wasn’t really a bad thing. It was actually kind of exhilarating. She had fully masturbated for all to see and she simply felt empowered by it. What she had done was still just sinking in, but it gave her a new strength she didn’t fully have before.

So with that new strength she picked up her axe and sat down on a bench, her eyes hungry to see if Arx was indeed a spellcaster or not. With the weapon by her side one could assume she would act as a proper guard if Arx wanted to keep their skills secret. But of course Sprite was just enjoying herself.

 

[Poprockz]

With a delicate touch, she reached out and grabbed his wrists. They were pulled toward herself until his palms made contact with her warm, womanly mounds. Both of them were decidedly not an illusion- they had weight, volume, warmth, all things that made them tangible and real.

Her chest jutted out slightly while pushing his hands against herself, an amused smile on her lips. So he thought they were merely a trick of the light? He would soon realize that it was no magic that was playing out before his eyes.

“What do you think? Are your hands ensorcelled too now?” Her voice asked flirtatiously, a honeyed voice if there ever was one.

 

[WeaverofWorlds]

Grastik wasn't interested in a bath, not least of all with two he hardly trusted in the same room. Salira was, without a doubt, an alluring woman, one of one's didn't look at him sideways when he did feel the need to relieve his own desires and came calling, though he'd not had the pleasure of her company personally. Still, as much as it might be considered an insult, he'd not lower his guard all the same. The cleric could only hope the snake woman would understand as he waved her quietly away to see to some other task.

His caution was only reinforced in his own mind with the shifting transformation of the "man", their body swiftly becoming that of shapely woman that the half-orc would freely admit could have claimed herself a place among the Flowers of the brothels. She'd the eagerness about her, not that the male form hadn't as well. A grumble of discontent at the need to keep track of someone who could, apparently, take on new forms, but beyond that it would hardly be of consequence. Just so long as the sneak kept to themselves.

"As much as I regret breaking up this little party," Grastik's tone suggested little regret to be found at all. "I believe there's work you wanted us to see to. Unless you'd rather wittle away the hours with a mouth around your cock, and have our time wasted besides."

Patience had never been a strong suit of the half-orc race, and while Grastik was a rare example of one who could control himself better than the typical, that didn't mean he didn't occasionally display the traits inherited by his orcish blood. If anything was clear, however, it would be his impatience, as well as the clear sense of suspicion splashed across his face. This whole situation didn't quiet his nerves, and he only remained to keep an eye on Sprite, though he'd not be so foolish to speak that thought within her hearing.