A massage

The elven noble shook her head and looked at the goblin again. Still blushing she managed to keep her composure and speak.

"A massage actually does sound quite nice."

"Oh well. A massage would be 5 gold coins." The goblin shook her head in disappointment. "The room will be another gold coin and the wine will be five silver coins. Will that be all?"

"Yes, thank you." Reaching into a small puch on her side the elf took some coins and handed them t the goblin.

Still a little disappointed at how she had just being rejected Trucy took the money and pocketed it. She walked to the bar and began serving the drink as ideas started formin on her head. She was one of the masseuses at the tavern and she did find the woman quite beautiful, beautiful enough to reduce the price of her services to match that of a massage. Trucy grinned and corked the wine bottle.

The shorstack walked back to the table with a grin and swaying her hips seductively. She placed the glas infront of the woman and handed her a key.

"There you go love. Your room will be the second to the right after you go through the back door. We will have a masseuse waiting for whenever you go there. Just need a name to put on the main table"

"Thank you. I am Lyandra of house Swiftwind."

The bamaid rolled her eyes. She knew nobles were crazy about their titles and house, but she wasn't about to ruin her plans by saying something. Trucy simply nodded and grinned once more to the elven girl before leaving.

Making her way to the supply room the goblin grabbed a bottle of oil, two different sized robes and a bag with her own name on it. Having gotten her supplies she made her way to the room she had given the elf as quickly as her short legs allowed. She passed a few other barmaids and waved, as the girls saw the bag they started giggling and continued their cleaning.

Entering the empty room Trucy looked around for a bit. It was a small space designed only to keep clients for a night or two. The only decoration was a bed on one and and a small chest where costumers could keep their stuff.

Getting pumped Trucy left the robes on the bed and got to work. She placed the bottle of oil inside her bag and then began stripping. The goblin felt relief as she let her massive breasts into the open, she loved her babies but it was sometimes hard wearing her uniform old day. Once she had removed every piece of clothing Trucy placed them in the chest and put on one of the robes. She had to wear a dwarven size robe as her breasts made it impossible to wear a gnome sized one, this meant that the edge of the robe dragged on the floor a little but it wasn't that much of a deal.

Once she was dressed up she placed her hair in a small bun and sat on the bed to wait for Lyandra.