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Mineko Date 1, Part 4: Bath! Bath! Bath! Bath!

Chapter 118 by 4og8zzjkc 4og8zzjkc

Gina Stormswimmer

Gina Stormswimmer spits the now spent PP out of her shark-toothed mouth. The mermaid finds herself on a foul-smelling stage. She has no idea how she got here. “Oi, Moorcie, what’s going on?”

Moorcie Storm, empress of the Storm Empire, is passed out on top of the crotch of some luchtoni guy. Heh. Cutie isn’t going to like that. Speaking of Cutie, the hoppalong boi is out of his maid uniform and cage as he approaches his wife / domme. Heh. He’s going to be in trouble, too.

Everyone slowly wakes up from whatever just happened, thoroughly disgusted by their surroundings and their state of filthiness. The crowd is panicking a little about something on stage. Gina shifts her mermaid tail around to find out what it is.

Gulp.

The Queen is standing there, looking smug. Stupid Queen with her stupid sexy face! She exclaims, “I believe Operation: Dildo Drop was a rousing success.”

Operation: Dildo Drop?!?!?!

The luchtoni mumbles, “I tried to warn all of you...”

The Queen interrupts, “...and you are probably now happy that you failed, aren’t you, Guy?”

Moorcie rouses from her nap, her heaving hu-cow udders having torn through whatever ratty clothes she was wearing. She sputters, “What is the meaning of all this?!?!?!”

“Simple. I used my idiot contestant to deliver a giant batch of ratfink cure in the form of Spell Dildoes of Remove Curse. I have reduced the ratfink population without having to kill anyone AND gave you all your lives back. You are welcome. Next time, don’t do whatever weirdo thing you did to pick up the ratfink curse. My troops will escort you all out of this hovel. We will give you all some coin and necessities so you can start your lives back up. I am sure your families miss you.”

“Eeeewww!!!! We were ratfinks?!?!?!?!?! Groooooossssssss!!!!!!” the crowd declares.

“But, but, but... my empire!” Moorcie wails, “I was going to conquer the multiverse and force Andy Cooper to be my backup husband!!!!!”

The Queen smirks, “Yeah, that was never going to happen. But, hey, at least now your life can get back to normal?”

“Cutie, Gina, defend your empress’s honor by slaying this irritating woman!”

Gina shimmies to face the Queen. “Hey, sup? Gina Stormswimmer. Can we, like, have a job or something? We all ended up like this when Moora kicked Moorcie out of the house for having delusions of grandeur.”

Moorcie squirms her way out of Guy’s lap and gets real close to Gina’s ear fins. “How dare you try to negotiate with the enemy!”

Gina whispers back, “What better way to plot our revenge than inside the castle?”

Moorcie nods, whispering, “More clever than I expected of you, Gina.” Then, louder, “I believe we can work out a job for us as part of your surrender.”

The Queen rubs her stupid sexy forehead. “We will figure something out. Can we get out of here before the ratfinks try to turn all of you again?”

Oh. Yeah. Good point.

Mona

Mona and Mineko are back in the Mistress Suite. Tonight was fun so far. Mona is a bit surprised how much a simple swing set could bring such joy to her precious cat-girl maid, but she’s happy to see the nekomata smile.

Mona: Daily Bonus Objective complete! No teleporting +10 BP

Mona: Daily Bonus Objective complete! Follow Diet on her date +10 BP

“O-ow-Mona, let me handle that.”

Oh, yeah. Mona was absentmindedly starting to undress as the maid prepares a bath. Mineko quickly and efficiently undresses the mistress, folding her dress just so. Mona watches Mineko drink in her naked form. She still feels too pudgy, but she knows she’s going to get there.

Mineko: +2 XP (Undress the Mistress)

Mineko sticks a forepaw into the water and decides it is a good enough temperature. She removes her apron, standing bare before her mistress save for her cute pink collar, and beckons Mona to take the position in the tub.

The warm water feels so good. The heat seeps into Mona’s body so soothingly. Mineko scented the water with something floral. Mona closes her eyes and lays back, just letting the heat and scent and sensation come through. Mineko’s hands, being basically giant house kitten paws with opposable thumbs, feel interesting as the cat-girl takes soap and wash cloth to her mistress. Mona moans.

“Am I doing a good job, O-Mona?”

“A great job, Mineko. You are so amazing...”

Mineko: +2 XP (Bathe the Mistress)

Even if Mona doesn’t look to see Mineko’s smile, the girl’s contented purrs warm Mona’s heart. Eventually, Mineko answers the compliment with what feels like a non sequitur, “I haven’t been getting too fat for you, O-o-Mona?”

Mona opens her eyes for that. She takes a long look at her cat-girl. She looks healthier than when she got here. If anything, she still looks underweight. “Why do you think you are getting fat?”

Mineko’s ears pressed flat on her skull breaks Mona’s heart. The cat-girl mewls, “I-I-I have been eating too much. And I have been eating people food.”

Mona jerks up to a sitting position. That’s right. I need to help her feel like a person. As much as I want to indulge this bath, I shouldn’t take advantage of her. “Come join me in the tub, Mineko.”

The nekomata nervously steps into the tub and kneels before Mona. Mona takes the soap and wash cloth and starts to bathe her precious cat-girl. As she works, she asks, “Remember the quest I gave you? The one where I wanted you to find your place? How’s that going?”

Mineko purrs, especially when Mona uses Mage Hand to grab a shampoo bottle and starts to work on Mineko’s hair. Mona keeps going once she realizes that Mineko isn’t all there from the petting, trying to decide whether pleasing the precious girl is better or worse for her.

When she stops to rinse out the shampoo, Mineko blinks, looking a bit confused. She grumbles as a bucket of water is gently poured over her head. Finally, she must have remembered the question. She whimpers, “I am learning how to want things on my own, O-ow-Mona. It is hard. Even now, after spending so much time with the others, I want to just listen to you to tell me what I should do. The only thing I know for sure is that I don’t want to make you sad. And I want to have fun with you like I did tonight. Is that okay?”

Mona wraps Mineko up in a hug, their wet, naked bodies pressing together. She makes sure not to stroke Mineko’s hair; Mona wants the nekomata to be completely present for her answer. “Of course it’s okay. It’s more than okay for you to want those things and more. And you haven’t been getting fat. You’ve been getting well-fed. I’m sorry for what they did to you. I don’t know when or how, but we will make things right.”

Mineko nuzzles into Mona’s bare breast, purring. Mona strokes her hair. They sit that way until the water gets cold. Mona helps Mineko out. She helps to dry both of them. She carries the cat-girl to the bedroom. The gym time helped; even as light as Mineko is, Mona wouldn’t have been able to lift her before the show.

Setting the girl on the bed, Mineko smiles. “Is it time for me to sexually serve you, O-Mona?”

Mona lays beside her, “Not yet. Is there anything else you want to do before adult bedroom fun times?”

Mineko pulls a picture book out of her inventory. “S-sl-Tessa wanted me to learn how to read?”

Mona’s heart shatters (I didn’t mean to make fun of her illiteracy!), then she pulls it back together. “Of course. Cuddle up with me and we can read your book together.”

And so, they sit up to snuggle and read what appears to be a porn parody of The Cat in the Hat. Mona tries her best not to giggle at the adult children dealing with a cat bringing a whole orgy of mess into their dreary rainy day. She might have succeeded.

Tegan

Alright. Health topped off. Arrows retrieved. Time to get more Host killing practice in!

Tegan strides into the boss room. It is filled with statues. Most of them Tegan doesn’t recognize. Why would she? She’s not a degenerate that watches the show. Most of the ones she doesn’t recognize look harmless. Pink haired leprechauns and latex clad little girls and short little multicolored demons and skanks in evening wear and weird tendriled snakes and ghost girls. The couple of C2 statues still look somewhat dangerous, but they have neutralized a couple of them already. Two at once shouldn’t be too bad.

Of course, smack dab in the middle of the room is a statue of... HER! The one who cursed her with these tits and the weird itchiness from this morning (that is thankfully not working right now). Tegan barely registers that Andromeda one-shotted a C2 statue. Instead, she pours all of the hatred towards the Shar statue, which lurches to Gaia. Hunter’s Mark locks in. Tegan finds a spot, tanking a fingernails swipe, and makes her shots. Tegan only chips a chunk of plaster hair with one arrow, but the other one sights straight in the bitch’s eye!

Then the statue opens it’s maw and, with a bellowing of “More BE, More BEtter!” sinks it’s teeth into Gaia. The lion-girl tries some blinding spell, but it doesn’t work. Then, the monstrous statue inflates Gaia’s (comparatively small) cow-tits into gigantic ones! The poor lion-girl’s tits are even bigger than Tegan’s at maximum size. The former terrorist uses another spell to teleport well away from the monster and goes to whip the other statue.

The Shar statue is so fast. It again declares, “More BE, More BEtter!” and she bites into Tegan’s tender neck flesh. The claw swipes hurt. Tegan snarls at the monster, especially when she sees her breasts increase to a disgustingly huge size. The pained whimper from Gaia barely registers.

Ootah comes up, slashing through the statue’s gut, knocking huge chucks of plaster off of the vile thing. Yes! We can win against the vampire freak!

“More BE, More BEtter!” Ootah is bitten, her bare cow-tits swelling to a ridiculous degree.

“Hah, I’m the same size as you, Tegan!”

Gross. Perfectly straight. Totally not staring at her disgusting giant green nipples.

Then, reverberating in her soul comes the command, “Lactate!”

“Fox-milk is best milk!” Tegan feels a bunch of warm milk drench her stomach as a blast of it seems to shoot out from each of her nipples. Gross!

“Orc-milk is best milk!” Ootah fires off blasts of milk from her cow-tits.

Tegan makes another run of it. She feels the claw lash into her back. She stumbles, falls, and the world goes dark.

Andromeda

If this is the last fight, I don’t need Enhance Ability anymore. Time to cash it in for some bonus damage. Andromeda uses her Fear the Frog feat to remove the spell from her prep sheet for some additional damage and temporary HP. Then, she fires off an acid Chromatic Orb. Having already noticed it from Ootah’s first hits with her axe, the arcanist android knows that the statue is weak to acid. Between her excellent shot placement and said weakness, she cut their foes down to two in a single shot.

She watches Tegan battle the other Host statue, some tall vampire redhead lady. She focuses more on Gaia as the temporary lion-girl teleports away from the statue, breasts inflated to a comical degree, then take a thorn whip to the other C2 statue. The statue responds by delivering a grazing slice across Gaia’s enlarged chest, then a devastating blow to her skull with the hammer. Gaia is knocked down momentarily dazed. No! Not good!

She hears Ootah’s bellow as she takes her time to aim. She fires, again frying the statue in a single ball of acid, then she sees two juts of milk fire out of Gaia’s breasts. She doesn’t seem to be breathing anymore. No! Definitely not good!

She hears Tegan and Ootah mindlessly chant about their milk being best? The flash of movement from Tegan catches Andromeda’s eye. She’s dropped, then Ootah mindlessly drones, “Orc-milk is best milk!” Okay, very not good. Super not good. Bad enough for bad grammar not good!

The statue attacks again, and Ootah is downed. Okay, Andromeda, just you versus a hopefully mostly dead giant vampire lady statue. That just took out two of your allies in a couple of attacks each... We’re screwed aren’t we?

It dashes towards Andromeda so fast. Okay. What can I tell? In melee range, so my normal spells likely won’t work. Dragon’s Breath, as strong as I can make it, and hope for the best? The arcanist android casts the spell, blasting out a thunderous wave of sound. The statue shatters. The fanfare plays. The android collapses, too tired to check the loot.

Andromeda: +26 XP (Killed 2 level 2 monsters, x0.4 penalty [overleveled], killed 1 level 3 monster, x0.6 penalty [overleveled], killed 3 level 5 monsters, killed 1 level 8 monster, all rounded down at the end)

Gaia: +2 XP (Killed 1 level 1 monster, x0.2 penalty [overleveled], killed 2 level 2 monsters, x0.4 penalty [overleveled], rounded up at the end)

Ootah: +5 XP (Killed 1 level 2 monster, x0.4 penalty [overleveled], killed 1 level 5 monster, all rounded down at the end)

Tegan: +3 XP (Killed 1 level 1 monster, x0.2 penalty [overleveled], killed 3 level 2 monsters, x0.4 penalty [overleveled], all rounded up at the end)

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