Another bath? In this economy?

Several heads turned as the pair walked into the bathhouse. One woman, a tall, thin black woman in a housekeeper's uniform, said through her snickers, "Most people strip down after they come to the baths, you know."

Tina simply smiled as she doffed her sash and placed it in one of the clothing cubbies. "Well, I've never been one to follow the pack." Hilda patted her daughter's shoulder proudly.

The housekeeper looked at the naked women with concern for a moment before shrugging and going back to disrobing herself. The other women returned to whispered gossiping about various goings-on in town. Skirts were dropped, hats were doffed, boots were shaken from stocking feet, and many pairs of common panties hit the wooden floors as the townswomen grabbed their towels and headed inside the bathing room. Hilda and Tina, having much less clothing to take off, led the troupe of nudity arm-in-arm through the curtains into the bathroom.

As soon as they set foot inside, the steam hit the perpetual nudists like a train, instantly releasing the tension they'd been feeling all day. Tina let out a massive sigh, and Hilda's legs almost turned to butter beneath her. "Wow, that's something."

"I had no idea I'd been so... cold," Tina said, eyes closed in ecstasy. "This heat is heavenly."

"It's nothing like the kind of stuff the nobles have further north." The thin woman strolled past them, her perky cheeks doing their best to work the curves she wished she had. "But the magic heat stones in the baths do help relieve that pent-up stress, now don't they?" The slender beauty dipped a toe into one of the pools close to the wall and hummed to herself. "Don't be shy, girls. You certainly weren't before."

Tina lowered her eyelids in a sultry glance. She liked the technique of this woman. She strutted over to the closest bathtub and lowered herself into the steamy water butt-first. She could immediately feel the dirt that had caked her body from her day of hard naked work start to wash away into the crystal clear water. "Ahhhhh..." Tina sank beneath the surface, letting her whole body soak in the heat. Her hair, which had become stringy and dry from her time outside in the forest and in town, absorbed the magical liquid and almost started to regain its vibrancy. She opened her eyes as she breached the surface and giggled with joy. "Mom, this is great! I haven't felt this good in the bath in years!"

"Really?" Hilda said, giggling herself. "I guess I'll have to see what all the fuss is about." Hanging her towel on a hook by the entryway, she climbed over the edge of the same tub as the black housekeeper and slipped in. She was less graceful than her daughter, leaving a substantial splash, but her reaction was no less ecstatic. "Oh, my." She declared, keeping her composure as best she could. She didn't want to lose control in the tub, after all.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" The black woman chuckled as she spread her arms, exposing her chest to the steam. "Yeah, there's nothing like a bath after a long day of work. It just washes your cares away."

"I must say, I've never had a bath this... invigorating, before." Hilda struggled to find a word that wouldn't reinforce her urge to relieve herself right there in the water. That would be uncouth, to cum in a shared bath, now wouldn't it?

"It's fantastic!" Tina was already floating on her back in the adjacent tub, her hair floating in all directions behind her. "I wish Mr. Tootsie could be here."

"I'm sorry, who?"

"Oh, she means her duckie," Hilda replied, thinking nothing of her 18-year-old daughter playing with a rubber duck. "Until recently, she never took a bath without him."

"Ah, I see." The woman looked askance, unsure how to respond to that information. "Where have you two come from, exactly? I haven't seen you here before, so I assume you're from out of town."

Hilda hesitated for a moment. She remembered hearing some troublesome things from Julio about her reputation. She didn't want people to be mean to her, so maybe it was best to keep her identity concealed. "We're, uh... traveling performers. We live off the land in between visits to town and only buy necessities when we can."

"Uh huh," The maid smiled knowingly. "And I suppose clothes aren't necessities, then?"

Hilda blushed. "We've, uh, fallen on hard times of late."

"I see." At that, the woman stood up, showing off her tall figure and slender waist, and slowly waded over to Hilda. Hilda tried to look away to preserve her bathmate's modesty, as pointless as that action was, until the woman came up close to her and smiled, saying...