Enter the servants' quarters.

The baths here are nothing in comparison. Instead of a grand, steaming pool of glistening water in a room with decorated walls, this plain room has a few metal tubs and water spouts to fill them. The only thing you can hope for now is that they're actually heated. They're calling me the Demon King, I have my own castle, but I really don't feel like I have as much power as I should all things considered... Oh well. Let's just get cleaned up I guess.

You remove your clothes one piece at a time. Once naked, you look down over yourself. It's been such a gradual transformation that you've barely noticed how far you've come. Your muscles are firm, from your limbs to your stomach. Some comes from your class and levels presumably, though you've been pushing yourself hard for quite some time now. It really shows.

"Excuse me," you hear from behind.

You turn and instinctively cover up your groin, and there you see Mela halfway poking through the wall by the doorway. "I know you're a ghost, but you might want to learn to knock."

"As a biologist, I have seen such things before," she says. Though her eyes ogling up and down your body, and the blush in her face says otherwise. You decide not to question how a ghost can get flushed in the first place.

"So why did you come here then? Need something?" you ask.

Mela drifts into the room and stops before you. "This is embarrassing to say, but... it has been so long since I have seen a man. It has been even longer since I have--" She purses her lips. "Since I have touched... a man. This may sound forward, but may I touch you, like when I did so back in the attic?"

"This is a weird time to be asking that, but I guess so."

She looks down at your chest, and places a hand carefully against it. The temperature shock causes you to shudder. It's like being touched by something frozen, and it doesn't quite feel like a hand either. There's pressure there, but it isn't like something of flesh and blood. It's more like a strong, frigid ****. You remove your hands from your groin, and she quickly darts her eyes up to your face.

"Wh-Why did you uncover?" she asks.

"I thought you didn't care."

"Of course. I know." Her hands slide down your front. "Is this still okay?"

"It's really cold."

"I know. Sorry." She looks up.

"How can you--Ah!"

She jumps as you jump, but it's because her chilly hand brushed straight over your cock. Ice on one's genitals isn't always the most pleasant experience.

"I apologize!" she shouts.

"It's... fine."

"I wish I could touch it properly," she whispers. Her eyes look down, and her hands caress over your stomach.

"What did you--Ah!" Really, again?

This time, she doesn't pull back. Instead she slides her chilly grip down your flaccid cock. Her other hand takes it as well, and she feels it between her fingers. "Mr. Warren, I really can not take this anymore." She lets it go. "Oh do you have any idea how torturous it is to be left with one's own thoughts without the ability to feel pleasure? I am no longer able to properly feel anything. My mind races with ideas, and I am left alone with them. Then you had to make it so much worse. When you tickled Niki. When you used that magic on Sen-nu. I actually felt real pleasure, even if it was not my own body. Now that is all I can think about. I am going mad."

"Geeze. I'm really sorry," you respond. "I wish I could help somehow. Like I said though, we'll figure out something."

The door swings open.

Sen-nu stands in the doorway, looking down at the ghost at your groin. Both pairs of eyes stare straight back at you, and you're really not sure how to address the situation. Before you can, she steps in, the second body shuts the door behind, and then you're approached by both.

"I heard your plight," she says bluntly. Her eyes are now on Mela.

"No!" Mela covers her face. "I already can not believe I said it out loud, but the last thing I wanted was more people hearing it."

"My hearing is quite sharp I'm afraid, but I'm not here to mock you, Mela. I'm here to help you."

"You are what?"

"I can tell that you've been through a lot. I had an idea to help. Kyle here will be happy about it I imagine, which is good. I feel as if I have a favour to repay, both for rescuing me, and then for freeing me from your possession."

"What are you talking about?" you ask. "Do you know some kind of magic?"

"It's rather simple." One of them takes the other by the shoulders and pushes her forwards. "Take this, Mela. Just make sure you give it back when you're done."

"... What?!" Mela isn't sure what to say.

"I have two bodies. That means you can possess one and it's hardly a problem for me. Experience the relief you crave through me so that you might finally feel better. I won't resist at all, so you should have full control."

Your eyes dart between them. "Excuse me?"

A smile spreads across Mela's face. She floats right up to Sen-nu and cheers. "Thank you, thank you. This is not a joke, yes? I have never heard such kindness in my life!"

"Think nothing of it," she replies. "I am merely repaying a debt to Kyle."

"You know, she's the one that captured you to begin with," you say. "So by that logic, she owes you--"

The second Sen-nu puts a paw over your mouth. "Go ahead, Mela."

Are they not even going to ask me?

Mela flies straight through the chest of Sen-nu's body. It's just like before. Her eyes glow, and when she speaks, it's a mixture of both together. She looks down at her own hands, and begins to pat over her body. "Is this truly real?" she asks herself. Her hands cup her bust, and then she pats down between her legs. As she touches there, she shivers. "Oh... Oh it has been so long. I can not take it."

Her eyes shoot straight to you.