Have a drink.

You rise from the water next. The others watch you this time, as the hot steamy water runs down your skin. Though you're no longer hard, that doesn't mean there isn't something a bit distracting swinging down below. And with all the adventuring you've been doing, even you admit your ass is looking pretty great. You take hold of the cool glass offered by the queen, and bring it to your lips for a sip. It's an incredible rosé--refreshing, fruity, and not overly strong.

Meanwhile, the maid looks rather distressed.

"So uh, I'll ask too. What's with the blindfold?" you ask.

She shivers. "L-Listen. Please just don't worry about it and take the rest of the glasses, and this other thing. I can't bare it any longer."

"As your queen, I demand you tell me the truth," says Catherine.

The catfolk sighs. "All right, Your Majesty... It's just, I've had a bet going with my sister for a couple days, of which one of us can go longer without... uhm, I don't want to say it. Anyway, if I see a muscular naked man right now, I'll completely lose my mind. J-Just let me go on my way."

The queen smirks. "I see. Then allow me," she says, taking the weight of the platter from the other. Immediately, Lady Nyllia Tesgella is already behind her, and she gladly takes the maid's place in holding it for the others.

Meanwhile, Catherine takes the cylinder instead.

"What's that?" you ask.

"You'll see," she says. Not only does she have the object in her hand, there's a tinier one in her palm--a ring. "Now you're dismissed. Thank you. And good luck with your little bet."

The maid bows her head. Though as she does, the blindfold slips off and lands at her feet.

She looks up, eyes wide, directly at your naked body. Never before have you seen a face turn so red so quickly. For a moment, she remains frozen in place, as if turned to stone by a basilisk. Then her lips part, and she gasps loudly before covering her eyes with both hands. "Noooo!" she yells. "N-Now I won't be able to get the image out of my head. This is bad. Ooohhh no. No, no," she mutters out while hustling to the door. "M-Must resist--!" Then after hurrying through the exist, you can hear her continuing to mumble to herself until it fades into the distance.

You look to the others, taking another sip from your glass. "Well then... It's nice and cold, so hurry up, everyone."

After everybody's glass is filled and the platter is slide aside, the four of you take your seats once again, this time outside of the water with just your feet submerged. The wine is refreshing, and it loosens everybody up even further. Certainly, there aren't many more pleasant ways to spend an evening--sitting with the queen and two other beautiful girls, with great wine, in a pleasantly scented, romantically lit room of fresh, hot, steamy water.

Xiaoqing giggles with pink in her cheeks. At some point, she's scooted close enough to your side to where her hip is touching yours. "It's a good thing I have a good tolerance for ****."

"To be fair, it is quite difficult to tell," says Nyllia. "Whether you are getting tipsy off a single glass of wine, or you are still light-headed from what Kyle was giving you earlier."

"Saying something like that so bluntly is really embarrassing, you know."

"Do not act so surprised. When I look down, I can still tell how thoroughly you were filled."

"Wow. You really are worked up, Nyllia," you say. "Soon you'll be sounding like a certain other girl with pink hair we know."

Queen Catherine II swirls her glass and laughs softly. "You all make for such fun company."

"Are you going to share what that weird object is now?" you ask.

"Of course." She places down her glass, and lifts both the larger item and the one that's rather small. First, she holds the ring out to drop into your palm and says, "Put it on. Any finger."

"This seems suspicious."

"If you do it, I'll give you a big smooch."

You smirk. Then you slip it over your right index finger. "How big?"

She leans in, grabs the back of your head, and moves instantly to tongue. The kiss lasts several seconds, before she pulls back and licks her lips, returning her attention to the cylinder. "This is a magic item."

That was more than enough for your shaft to rise. "I figured as much."

"And now that you're wearing that ring," she explains. Though you can't see what switch she hit, clearly the item has been activated. It hums to life with intricate cyan patterns that cover the entire thing, most notably in the center ring that glows vibrantly. Then, at the same time, a cock sprouts out either end, forming a very realistic double-sized dildo.

It isn't just that though. As weird as it is to think, you recognize the cock. Both of them. They're mirrors of the same.

With a subtle bite of her lip, she caresses her fingers up one of the dicks, and at the same time, you feel it between your legs.

Your eyes widen. "Woah, is that--?"

"Mhm~... Girls, now we don't have to take turns. A normal man wouldn't last half a minute feeling triple the pleasure, but I have a lot of faith in you, Hero King."