Chicken And Mushroom Stew In Dwarven Wine And Dwarf-Flour Gravy

There was a knock at your door and you came awake instantly. "It's me, they've brought us food." Esmeralda said through the door as you called out "Who'z it?" muzzily, awake, but still fighting for full clarity. "I've checked it with my anti-poison cantrip, if it's been dosed with something it's something WEIRD, I mean besides the gravy being made from Dwarven Wine anyway."

By now you had full use of your faculties and were starting to dress. "I thought the **** in wine cooked off when you boiled something?" You asked as you pulled on your trews and removed your nightgown.

"Normally, yes, but this is Dwarven Wine, comparing this stuff to the kind of things humans drink is like comparing Alchemists Fire to a Tinder Twig: yes they both will set things on fire, but if you are trying to burn someone to **** you use the Alchemists Fire, and if you are trying to get someone plastered you reach for a dwarf or elfin brew, not that watery swill which is all most humans can handle," she explained through the door. "Come on, your food is getting cold," Esmeralda Chided.

"Just a second, I'm still half nude!" You called back as you dug in your pack for a bra which didn't stink of sweat from an all day hike up a mountain.

"Relax, I've seen them, and their impressive and all but A; it seems I don't swing that way this century, and B; that obsession with huge tits is more a human and orc thing anyway." Esmeralda Sighed.

You were mortified. "Wh, when did you 'see them'?" You asked clutching your nightgown over your 'Massive Mammies of Mastodon Mothering', as your first and thus far only boyfriend had called them, a name you had taken an irrational liking to even though he turned out to be a manipulative and abusive jerk.

"Remember when we were on our way here in Frandriche? All us girls went to that famous hot-spring bathhouse and you got a private pool? Interesting point of note? The private pool doesn't have a private changing room, and I forgot my waterproof spell pouch in the locker, so I walked in while you were getting undressed and; well suffice it to say; I saw them outside those concealers you wear, and yes, they're impressive, if you are into big tits, but to me breasts primary purpose is feeding babies, so RELAX." Esmeralda explained.

You were fully dressed again by this point, as soon as she had said "Frandriche" you had guessed where this story was going. The soak in that hotspring pool had been worth every halfpenny of the 5 Silver price tag, not the least of which reason being you could be nude in the private pool without being embarrassed by your huge knockers and overall chubbiness. You couldn't help it that you tended towards layering fat over your well developed muscles, you starved too often as a child and now that you had the money to buy good quality food you cared not one whit that it was making you 'overweight' it's not like you were a pugilist who was matched against opponents based on how much you weighed! "Better to have the fat reserve an not need it than to need it and not have it," you would have argued.

You unlocked the door and took your bowl of stew, then realized that Madonna Rosie DeMario was sitting a the table in the dorm's common room, eating, cool as a cucumber.

You blushed to the roots of your hair, then rounded on the elf with rage dancing in your eyes. "You, said, all that, with her, just, sitting there?" You demanded in a cold fury.

"Oh will you give it a rest?" Madonna said while scraping the last bites of stew out of her bowl. "So you've got big tits, big deal! Mine don't exactly fold up and put away for easy storage either you know, and you don't see me making a fuss over it!"

Now that you really looked you realized that she was right, where yours were E-cups hers were probably Ds if not D+'s and yet she moved with the artless grace of someone totally at home in their own skin. For a sharp second you were filled with envy, then it just drained away.

"How do you deal with it? The wolf whistles, the catcalls, the people 'bumping into you' as an excuse to touch them, and EVERYONE staring all the time?" You asked, and Madonna smiled.

"Mostly? I stay away from heavily populated areas where jerks like that congregate, and I never go anywhere unarmed. Someone 'bumps into me' I hold them at knife point while I 'make sure I still have my purse'. That tends to take all the fun out of it for them, and word has gotten around. As for the staring, let them stare, they are staring because either they are lusting after you, they are envious of your good fortune, or they see you as a freak and pity you. The ones that pity you look away quickly, so they're no problem, the ones that envy you have already been punished just by seeing you and knowing they will never have what you do, and as for the lusters;" she pulled a dagger out of a hidden sheath in her sleeve so fast you didn't even see her hand move, "That's what this is for."

You sat and ate, and the topic of conversation turned to other things, but you found yourself thinking that you needed to learn how to do what Madonna had just done, be able to draw and strike in one seamless motion. So far you had been luckier than your mother, and never been **** into a sex act against your will, but such good fortune might not last forever, if you didn't take steps to ensure that it did.

The watch was uneventful, Esmeralda went into her room to 'trance' shortly after you ate and left you with Madonna. You asked her to help you practice that serpent swift weapon drawing technique she had used and she agreed readily enough, but warned you that it had taken her months to master it and you should not expect results in four hours.

When your watch was over you returned to slumber and dreams of ice cold baths, which were strangely invigorating, and the feel of a massive serpent being coiled about you, not in a frightening way but gently, lovingly, like it should always have been there...

You woke to the scent of more food, not stew but a sweet lamb and fruit soup this time, and you all ate together...