Enjoy your well-earned dip.

With arms back upon the smooth stone of the pool's edge, you tilt back your head and stare towards the ceiling. With all the beautiful women all around you--bodies bare, glistening by the touch of the spring's crystal waters--and from what you can hear behind, you remain partly stiff beneath the surface of the water, though through the thick layer of steam, all that's beneath is hidden from any other. Not that it matters of course. Everyone saw, and most have already seen, your treasure, and by the looks you were given, it's certainly a pair of jewels coveted by many. For now though, you enjoy the sensation of your body melting away, almost to the extent of the slime girl at the far back corner.

You turn your eyes slowly to the red dragon, who continues to remain still with much the same face as yourself despite what she said before about cleaning. "If you'd like to stay here, you're free to do so, Vyzia. Just let me know. All are welcome in Castle Phoenix, as long as they aren't here to cause trouble for everybody else."

Fang raises her hand. "Unless it's funny trouble."

A distance away, Gwynevere crosses her arms beneath her bust and scoffs. "Well, I will not be remaining here. I have a home of my own, and once I have thoroughly rested to my content, I will take your offer in utilizing this Lady of the Lake to return."

"... That's awesome, Gwyn, but I was talking to Vyzia," you say.

"I know that! I was merely letting you know."

The dragon sighs in contemplation. "I won't stay."

"But where will you go?" you ask.

"I believe I've decided on where I'll live, at least for now. Not here, but not far."

"I wouldn't recommend Avana, unless you're willing to stay in this form, and put on at least a couple--"

"I don't like cities," she interjects. "I saw a place, when we were flying. A place in the mountains."

"Oh. That sounds wonderful. I'd love for you to still live close, Vyzia, so that's perfect."

"Why is that something you want?"

"Well, we've only just met. I'm sure we have more to learn about each other."

"Hmm. I suppose." Her gaze turns to her allies nearby. "I'll be taking them. There, I'll continue to guard them until they wish to leave. If they all decide to move on, I don't know. Maybe I'll continue to live there, maybe I won't."

"No reason to decide something so far away. Just relax for now."

Ariusia grunts from behind. "Bah. Whatever. This still feels kinda weird. There's so many people in here, it's not so much a bath but a party. Oh well." Then her fit, naked, green-coloured body comes into view from your right flank. Her sword-like appendages protruding from around her back stretch outward, and with a tongue between her teeth, she tests the temperature of the water before stepping her way down to the seat beneath. Her eyes then turn to you. "But no staring, or I'll bite off your head."

"Which head?" you ask.

Melodie and Bass once again giggle in tandem. "Good one," they say at the same time. Then they step down past Vyzia, and look for a moment disappointed that they can't properly surround you as they did before, with Amara at your side, Eva nearby, and Peony sitting not far from your head as well, and past that is Vyzia, and then Peep. Instead, they sit directly across, side-by-side, as they ogle you, and whisper to each other occasionally.

Luna sits down near the edge of the bath, far closer to the black slime then yourself, though she looks to you with a smile before turning her attention to the steam. She doesn't seem to care much that she's nude, even when her legs pull apart to touch a toe to the surface. Her sensitive skin has difficulties with such things, so when she is able to sink her legs in, she remains seated out of the pool for now.

You feel a tap to the back of your neck.

After you turn, you see Alice on her knees. "Are you all right?" you ask.

She nods. "But, may I ask you something?" Though her voice is commonly monotone, in moments like these, you can hear the hint of emotion bubbling to the surface. It's visible as well, evident by the blue glow fading across the bridge of her noise. "Those other girls. They undressed you, and then you undressed the harpy. Would it be selfish of me to request you to do the same for me?"

You can't help but smile and let out a kind chuckle in response. "I'll gladly do that for you, Alice."

A single, quiet whimper escapes her. She then stands up, crosses her hands in front of her waist, and waits.

You rise up from the bath. Water pours down your naked body, and plenty of eyes flicker over to see. You then step back out, and approach the golem-girl with a kind touch of the back of your finger to her cheek. "All right, silly. Let me help."

Niki looks over. She's already almost entirely undressed, except for the final garment--a shirt she already has pulled to her chest. It's a titillating sight. In fact, that brings you the rest of the way up, though you were already growing pretty hard before. "Wait. That was an option?" she asks. "And here I am getting naked by myself, like a chump." Then with one last dug, her tits fall free--big, full, and decorated by beautiful markings.

She laughs at her own words, and sinks into the pool without any reaction to the heat.

The only other up where you stand is Anastasia, and she's unsurprisingly frozen yet again. She looks to you--eyes flickering up and down, as if not even knowing where to look. Her face is flushed red, and she has yet to take off a single piece of clothing. She even still wears her armour.

You slip off Alice's vest, to where only a white dress remains. You then kneel down. Lifting her leg, you slip off one of her boots, and then her other, unless her feet are bare. When you rise back to stand, you let your fingers caress up her slender legs, over the joints of her doll-like appendages, until you're holding her sides in a firm, affectionate embrace. Her cheeks glow bright, and she stares up into your eyes as you gaze back.

Playfully, you twirl Alice around and then take hold of her clothing. You slip the dress up her back, and off her head, only to tug her back into an embrace once unclothed.

"H-Hey," she whispers. "I can feel--" But she surrenders to your touch.

Once you pull her back fully to her feet, and she turns around to look at you once more, Anastasia is completely lost. Her hands are over her flustered face, though she's peeking between her fingers still.

"You can stay standing there to watch if you want," you say. "I won't judge. Though if you want to get clean with the rest of us, you're gonna have to take off your clothes eventually, Ana. Don't be afraid. We'll all friends here. And you spent plenty of time naked back in--"

"D-Don't remind me, please," she begs.