Week 1: Cecilia's Date, Part 3

After a quick lunch, Cecilia gave her dinner order to Ember before leaving the dining hall with Aífe. She led her date back through the double doors, leading them to a hallway with a single room to each side—one labeled “Spa” and the other “Salon.” Walking in, they were greeted by a soft aroma of incense. As a bell attached to the door rang to signal their arrival, they heard the sound of hooves clopping against a tile floor. A moment later, two women emerged from behind a curtain, both brunettes with fair skin, soft green eyes, fur-covered legs ending in hooves, and a small set of antlers adorning their heads, the main difference between them being that the one in front was slightly taller and much less well-endowed.

“Oh, hi!” The one in front cheerfully greeted them before turning to her bustier companion. “Check it out, sis, we’ve finally got our first customers!” Her sister responded with a wide smile and a silent nod.

“Woah, you two are—” Cecilia responded, surprised.

“Yep, we’re reindeer! Or, more specifically, reindeer fauns. I’m Holly, and this is my little sister, Mistletoe—but you can call her Missy.” Holly gestured to herself and her sister. “Oh, Missy can’t speak, by the way, so please don’t get upset if she doesn’t answer you.” Missy gave a slight bow as her sister explained.

“Uh, nice to meet you, I guess.” Cecilia was somewhat thrown by how energetic Holly was. “Did you two name yourselves? Your names seem a bit… on the nose for reindeer.”

“No, we came here already named.” Holly shook her head. “It was a long time ago; we came across a couple lost kids in the woods we lived in up in Canada. We let them give us names so they’d feel more comfortable letting us help them find their way home. Could’ve been worse—they could’ve named us after one of those gossipy bitches that work for Santa. Think they’re so much better just because jolly old Nick gave them flight magic.” Holly gestured for them to go back with her as Missy held the curtain open. “Anyway, we can chat more once we get started.”

The two of them followed Holly and Missy into a changing room with several baskets to place their clothes in, as well as a row of white silk robes hanging along the wall. Aífe immediately began to disrobe, only to pause when she noticed the shocked look on Cecilia’s face.

“What’s up?” Aífe tilted her head quizzically.

“’What’s up?’” Cecilia repeated incredulously. “Sorry if I was a bit fucking surprised when you suddenly started stripping in front of me. Jesus, did spending a day and a half with Erica completely kill your sense of modesty?”

“Well…” Aífe contemplated the events of the past few days—getting groped in the boutique, showering with Erica and Aoba before relaxing naked in the hot tub, bodypainting with Aoba—she had spent more time in the presence of naked people, let alone naked women, in the past two days than she had in her entire life leading up to that point. “I’ll admit that the past couple days have… let’s say gotten me more used to people seeing me naked. But I don’t see what your hangup is in this situation. It’s a changing room at a spa—I’m pretty sure disrobing is the entire point of this room.”

“Well, you could at least turn around!” Cecilia said in a huff. “Some of us might actually prefer a little privacy when changing!” Aífe did as she was instructed, and they both quickly changed into just the silk robes provided, both feeling glad that the tile floor was heated as they went barefoot.

“So, before we get started—” Holly asked, “would our guests prefer the standard course, deluxe course, or the super deluxe course?”

“I guess that depends on what’s in each of those and how much they cost.” Cecilia pondered the options. In a normal spa, under normal circumstances, she’d immediately pick the super deluxe option, but she wasn’t working with very much money here, and she wasn’t sure what bizarre, kinky things might be in the deluxe courses.

“All of them include a mani-pedi, a full body massage, a cleansing and moisturizing facial, and a sauna with relaxing incense.” Holly pulled out a pamphlet to show them the details of the treatment. “The deluxe features the same treatments but with higher quality materials, as well as a mud wrap and a soak in our hot springs, and the super deluxe adds aphrodisiacs and sensitivity-boosting ingredients and features a happy ending after each stage of the course for a guaranteed minimum of 5 orgasms, or your BP back! Our basic course is free with your stay here, but the deluxe and super deluxe courses will cost you 1000 and 2000 BP, respectively.”

“Uh… just the basic for us.” Cecilia was taken aback by the last course. Aífe nodded in agreement—that was definitely not something she was comfortable with for any spa trip, let alone her first.

“Alrighty, then! Hmm, with how late you both got here, we might have some trouble fitting everything in.” Holly furrowed her brow as she did some mental math. “I’m sure that Sera can make a bit of an exception, since you’re doing a date activity, but I’ll write her a note, just in case.” She pulled a memo pad from her pocket and jotted down a note, and then reached through the curtain to the front to drop it in a mail slot beneath the front counter.

“And she’ll actually get the note? It won’t just sit there, accomplishing nothing?” Cecilia raised an eyebrow.

“Yep! In fact, she already got it. Those mail slots work just like your laundry baskets—they’re connected to their destination via Umbra’s shadow travel. We’ll check for a reply after your mani-pedis.” Holly chipperly led them through the next set of curtains to a row of massage chairs with wash basins attached to the bottom. Once Cecilia and Aífe chose adjacent chairs to sit in, Holly handed the two of them a color palette for them to choose from while Missy went about filling the basins with warm water and turning on the jets. “Let me know what colors you decide on—you can look it over while we work on your feet.”

Once their feet had been soaking in the warm water for several minutes, the reindeer sisters got to work on Aífe and Cecilia—trimming and shaping the nails, exfoliating, tidying up the cuticles, and massaging their feet and legs with moisturizer. Cecilia and Aífe chatted with them while they worked, or chatted with Holly, at least—Missy only offered occasional nods or shrugs.

“So, how did you two end up here?” Aífe asked while Holly lightly scrubbed her feet with a pumice stone. She didn’t have to work very hard at it, given that Aífe’s current feet had only had two days’ worth of wear at this point. “And what made you two decide to become manicurists?”

“Oh, we’re not just manicurists, we’re the official beauticians here at the Lily Garden! We run everything at the spa. Or rather, I run everything—Missy’s technically just my assistant.” Holly tilts her head toward her sister as she mentioned her. “And if you cross the hall to the salon, Missy runs things with me as her assistant. She’s a better hair stylist than I am.”

“That’s neat.” Aífe smiled. “It must be really nice, getting to work with your sister.”

“Yep, we wouldn’t have it any other way!” Holly grinned, and Missy smiled back at her. “As for why we came here and what made us pick this job, well…” Holly’s expression turned somber as she gave another glance toward Missy, who nodded the okay to continue. “The forest we lived in burned down in a wildfire a couple decades ago. That’s actually how Missy lost her voice—damage from inhaling too much smoke. We wandered around for a few months before Sera found us and took us in.”

“Wow. I’m sorry to hear that.” Cecilia chimed in, a sad expression on her face. “Fine, I’ll admit that she might not be the devil, but she’s still a bitch for **** me and Natalie and forcing us into some weird sex game. And the others too, I guess.”

“She definitely makes a striking first impression, I’ll give you that.” Holly chuckled, her face brightening. “As for our jobs, Sera gave us a few weeks to think about it—she didn’t really care what we did, as long as we found some kind of work to do. Since we have to do a lot of maintenance on our hooves, we figured we might as well learn to do humanoid feet, as well. Eventually, we branched out into a bunch of other beauty work until we were a full-fledged spa and salon. But that’s enough about us—have you two picked out colors, yet?”

“I’ve actually picked colors for both of us.” Cecilia shot an expectant look at Aífe, who just shrugged in acquiescence, not caring enough to argue. Holly and Missy quickly got to work painting. Once they were finished, they got up to wash their hands before returning to their customers with a new tray of tools to switch to giving them manicures. Once Holly had confirmed with Cecilia that she wanted the same color on their fingernails, they began going through a similar process as they had with Cecilia and Aífe’s feet. Several minutes later, they had finished.

“So, what do you think?” Cecilia held up her hand next to Aífe’s to show the same pale pink color she had chosen for her date. “See, we match!” Though, now that I look at them, Missy definitely trimmed my nails shorter than what I usually go with. Looks like Aífe got about the same. Huh. She mentally shrugged. Since this was her first time dating a woman, she didn’t put together the reasoning behind why a manicurist would give two women on a lesbian date the same very short trim on their nails.

While they were admiring their manicures, Missy cleaned up as Holly went out front to check for Sera’s reply.

“Good news, you two!” Holly cheerfully waved Sera’s note in the air. “Sera gave the okay, so we’re good to give you the rest of your spa treatments. She said she’ll just connect our exit with the door to Lady Aífe’s suite.” She trotted over to them and placed a hand on both of their shoulders. “That being said, we don’t want to dawdle, either, so let’s get to your massage. You don’t have to worry about waiting for your nails to finish drying—our polish dries in about a minute.”

Cecilia and Aífe followed the sisters into the massage room before being instructed to lie face-down on the tables within and to remove their towels. Cecilia shot a glare at Aífe that said, “you better not peek,” as she complied with the instructions. Once naked and face-down, they both waited with bated breath until they were startled by the sensation of cold oil on their backs. Seeing their reactions, Holly chuckled.

“Don’t worry, this is just something that will help improve circulation and keep your skin moist.” She assured them, as she and Missy got to work rubbing the oil in and working out any knots in their backs. Several minutes passed in relative silence, the only sounds being the occasional grunt of effort from Holly or a slight moan from the two customers as their tension melted under the heavenly fingers of the sisters. Once Holly and Missy had completed their work on their customers backs and sides, they moved on to their arms for a few minutes before switching to their legs. Both Cecilia and Aífe felt their faces flush as they felt the fingers of their masseuses travel further and further up their thighs, stopping just short of their butts and other, more sensitive areas.

“Alright, time to turn over!” Holly declared as she and Missy finished the first half of their ministrations.

“And you’re sure we can’t put our towels back on?” Cecilia looked toward her masseuse, only to sigh when Missy smiled and held up her fingers in the shape of an x. “Figures. Just keep your eyes closed, Aífe! I mean it!” Her companion grunted in affirmation, too relaxed to open her eyes in the first place.

Once they had both turned over, Holly and Missy applied the cleansing face mask before getting to work on the second half of the massage. Once again applying the massage oil, they began working it into their necks and collarbones before tracing their way down, deliberately skirting around Cecilia and Aífe’s breasts by the tiniest margin. They continued their work, massaging their customers abdomens, hips, and the front of their thighs, once again coming as close as possible to their breasts and groins without ever crossing that imaginary boundary. By the time they had finished the massage, Cecilia and Aífe were both torn between relaxation and frustration. The sisters removed the face masks, revealing that both of their customers were blushing furiously.

“You can go ahead and put your towels back on for a minute.” Holly gave them the go ahead. “And make sure to move around a bit before you stand up. Otherwise, you might get woozy.” The two of them did as instructed, stretching and moving their arms and legs around for a few moments, stopping now and then to take some sips of water after Missy brought them a couple of bottles. Once they were both standing, Holly led them to a room with some small, handheld showerheads and a wooden structure that they assumed was the sauna. “Go ahead and wash off before you get in. Oh, and don’t worry if you notice some of your body hair washing off, that’s just the depilating effect of the lotions and oils we used.”

“Hold on, depilating effect?” Cecilia turned to look at Holly, concerned. “You never mentioned a depilating effect.”

“That’s because I wanted to surprise you!” Holly grinned. “As congratulations on being our first customers, I gave you a free upgrade to the products used in our deluxe course. In addition to leaving your skin even healthier and more radiant, they completely remove your body hair. I can guarantee that neither of you will need to shave for at least a decade after today!”

“I mean, sure, that’s convenient, but shouldn’t you ask before doing something like that?” Aífe asked as she and Cecilia stared at Holly, flabbergasted.

“I’m sorry.” Holly looked downtrodden at their reactions. “I was just so excited to finally have customers.” Seeing Holly’s face, they both felt a little guilty—she had just been wanting to do something special for them.

“It’s okay.” Aífe sighed. “Just make sure to tell someone exactly what you’re using on them.” She and Cecilia made their way over to the showers and rinsed off, once again doing their best to avoid glancing at each other. Now clean, they put on the new towels offered to them by Missy before getting into the sauna.

They sat in silence as they relaxed in the scented steam. Neither were sure which scents were used, but it smelled both somewhat floral and somewhat herbal. They lost track of time, simply resting on the benches as they let the heat do its work. As they sat there, Cecilia found herself sneaking more and more glances over at her date. Her eyes lingered on the soft features of Aífe’s face, her glistening skin, her generous cleavage (made even more generous thanks to Cecilia’s contributions earlier that day). Her eyes continued trailing down Aífe’s curves, drinking in the sight of the damp towel clinging to her hips and thighs. As she continued staring up and down Aífe’s new, more sensual body, Cecilia felt her face redden and a heat building in her abdomen. She could feel moisture between her thighs, but she wasn’t sure if it was sweat from the sauna or if it was something of a more… intimate nature. She caught herself, wondering what had come over her. What on Earth am I doing? How long have I been sitting here, ogling her? Thank fucking God she’s had her eyes closed. As she contemplated what might be causing this reaction in her—and never even stopping to consider that this is just her reaction to sitting next to a sweaty, half naked girl she’s attracted to—she thought back to Holly’s description of the various services offered. Her eyes shot open as she remembered Holly’s mention of an aphrodisiac.

“Those bitches spiked me with an aphrodisiac!!” She yelled as she stood up suddenly. What she hadn’t accounted for was that her towel wasn’t being held up by as large of a bust as usual, causing it to slip down due to the sudden motion.

Showed the Mistress her breasts! +2 VP
First time bonus! +2 VP
Current score: 4 VP

Luckily she’d caught it before it had slipped all the way down. She locked eyes with Aífe, who had naturally looked her way when she shouted. Cecilia could see Aífe struggling, and occasionally failing, to maintain eye contact. She dashed out of the sauna in a panic, making her way through the other rooms, past Missy, until she reached the front desk, where Holly was taking a break.

“YOU **** ME!!” Cecilia fumed, panting and clutching the towel to her chest. Aífe and Missy poked their heads out from behind the curtain a moment later.

“What? I know I didn’t mention the upgrade earlier, but there was noth—” Holly attempted to explain before getting cut off by more shouting from Cecilia.

“YOU USED THE APHRODISIACS ON ME, DIDN’T YOU!?”

“What are you—ohh, I see now.” A look of realization dawned on Holly’s face and she motioned for Cecilia to calm down and breathe. “Do these symptoms sound familiar: flushed cheeks and a feeling of excess warmth in your core or extremities?”

“YES, BECAUSE YOU **** ME!!”

“I get what’s going on, and no, we didn’t give you any of our aphrodisiacs.” Holly assured her, and continued when she saw Cecilia’s face momentarily switch from rage to confusion. “Those are symptoms that can be caused by products that increase blood flow. It just so happens that they are also symptoms of sexual arousal. In fact, most things that human society refers to as aphrodisiacs are just vasodilators and, occasionally, stimulants. Chocolate is actually a perfect example of this.” She nodded with a smug look on her face. “Trust me, you’d know if we gave you our aphrodisiac.”

Those assembled could see the gears turning in Cecilia’s head as she processed what Holly had just said, realizing that, not only did she just make a huge ass of herself in front of the woman she was supposed to be impressing, she basically admitted that she had gotten horny from being in the sauna with that woman. Her adrenaline response flipped from “fight” to “flight,” and she ran out the front door of the spa… which had luckily already been connected to Aífe’s suite.