Bathing.

Celine first gets her consciousness back, much to Uklag’s delight. “Hey there, buttercup.” He says. The blonde servant is quick to get off the table and take an apologetic bow. “I am so sorry, Master Uklag.” “Nah, don’t sweat it – I can live with woman passing out on my table. But I would like you to get that surprise I prepared.”

Celine nods after a second of thinking. “Of course, anything else?” Uklag nods and drinks from the cup Anelea holds him. “Yeah, get your hunting outfit and place it in the lobby of the bathroom together with the surprises, I want you to join us.”

“Very well, Master Uklag.” With Celine gone Analea finally asks, “What is that surprise you talk off, Master Uklag?” The mage puts a finger on his mouth. “Wouldn’t be much of a surprise if I told you. Al, you alive again yet?”

“I can manage.” The succubus says. “Splendid, let’s go then – can’t have you see the surprise before we get out.”

Minutes later the three sit in one of the steaming hot tubs in the bathroom. Naturally it is the largest one at the highest possible place. In fact it is big enough that the three can sit next to each other with more than enough room to spare. While Analea sits at her masters’ side in the usual fashion, pressed against his right side, his arm laid around her, Aelana puts some distance between them. “Still sore?” Uklag says, the succubus doesn’t answer and pouts. “Oh come on, it’s no fun if you aren’t the least bit fierce about it.”

“Tsk.” Aelana says and pinches Uklag in the side. He lets out a pained groan before laughing and pulling the succubus into his left side. She doesn’t try to get away. “That’s more like it.” He says. “What? Becoming a masochist yourself?” “Nope, just happy to have you in my life, having somebody that makes remarks is much preferable to ten years of no one speaking to you. Besides whenever you say something truly out of line I have an excuse to punish you.”

Analea chuckles and Aelana continues her pouting, but inches a little closer anyway. They enjoy the silence, which is only disturbed by the continuous sound of running water until Celine enters. She walks up to the tub directly below theirs and walks into it. “So, was that little session to your liking, Celine?” Aelana asks.

“I would like anything as long as you do it to me, Mistress Aelana. But if I were to be truthful it certainly was the most pleasurable experience in my life.” Uklag raises an eyebrow, “Even though my cock wasn’t involved? I will have to correct that at some point.” He feels something wrap around his leg and is surprised to see Aelana’s tail there. “And waste your semen on somebody besides us? I don’t think so.”

“I swear to all that is magic, sometimes your quick mouth says the most beautiful things to my ears. Sad that I have already cum twice this morning.” “Which is exactly why you should absorb an incubus instead, Master Uklag.” Analea chimes in, rubbing her legs along his. She brings up her mouth to his ears. “Think of the possibilities if you manage to do it.”

“IF.” Aelana underlines. “A huge IF, which I have to constantly remind you off in the hope you decide to just live for another 40 years.” “Oh, that sounds like you would miss me.” Uklag says and grabs some soap Celine hands him from the lower level. “We had worse mistresses and masters over the years.”

Analea hums in agreement. “That’s gratifying to hear. To come back to the topic at hand, I don’t believe being constantly ready for sex would add much to my productivity so I will have to decline again.”

After that the talk devolves into boring conversation until they leave the bath. “So, now for the surprise I told you off. I hope you like it: CLOTHES!” He points at two baskets. “”Do we have to?”” Well that was certainly expected. “I’m afraid yes, if we leave the base.” “Cave.” “BASE, I can’t have you run around in Illusions all the time, what if you run into somebody? I can just imagine the conversation.”

Uklag plays out a little scene, he acts like trips and falls into somebody. “Oh, I am so sorry my dear lady!” He says, the turns on the spot “No problem, fellow redhair, but did I just feel your soft breasts on my skin?” Uklag looks surprised as he turns again, “That can’t be? This is very thin fabric you see.” Another turn, he acts like he stretches out his hand. “Oh you are right, it feels just like skin – Wait a minute THAT IS SKIN my fingers have sunken into your clothing, you perverted magistrix!”

He straightens up again. “Something like that.” The succubi look at him, Celine just ignored his play and started to dress up in a corner of the lobby. “I don’t know if I should feel flattered for you calling my breasts soft or offended that I would be clumsy enough to trip like that.” Uklag rolls his eyes. “Just try on the damn clothes.” With a sigh they do.

What they get into are dresses made out of satin. Mostly black in colour, with the only other one being either red or white depending on the wearer. They end just above the knees and are shoulder as well as backless, getting hold by a choker around the neck instead.

Once one the twin’s look like they want to complain, but they notice something off. “How do you like the enchantment? Feels like no clothes at all right?” Aelana touches the dress. “How peculiar, my hand feels the cloth but the skin underneath it feels the hand.”

“I can live with it. For now.” Analea looks down at herself, “But the very thought of being clothed appals me, Master Uklag.” “I agree, besides with you running around like the most obvious magician out there we might as well run around naked.”

Uklag grabs his staff and poses in his robe. “Girls, Girls, I assure you I won’t be entering any villages. Unless to destroy them or steal somebody away, otherwise you will do that. Celine come over here, dear.”

Celine steps into Uklag’s field of view. He has made her hunting outfit a few days ago by transmutating a bunch of deer hides. When he had made it, it had been a boorish brown to not be as visible but per decree of the twins everything Celine wore had to be white and red. So Uklag had to spent an entire day transmutating colour pigments and finally, when he saw the completely unusable abomination he had created, enchant it so it would take on the colour of its surroundings when moving very slowly or standing still.

“We are stepping out now, I would like you to come with us.” “Very well, Master Uklag.” Celine says and bows. “Also you should take your weapons with you, we will wait outside.”

Uklag is still getting used to the sunlight, he hasn’t been outside for at least two weeks. When Celine joins them armed with a skinning knife, a short sword and a bow. “Still not comfortable with the sword?” Uklag asks, he had given it to her just in case, “No, I am not very good at handling swords I am afraid, or stabbing anything that isn’t dead for that matter, Master Uklag.”

“Well I doubt we will need you to kill anything anyway. If the need arises I will just do it myself.” He then gives a signal and the very suspicious party heads out. “Where are we going anyway?” Aelana asks, “Just this happy little place called....”