Have a nice, relaxing bath! part 2

"-And you are too big for me, I-i don't want to be... uhm... destroyed. We can do whatever else ya want, promise, just... n-not arse stuff, that was simply a joke, ya know I like teasin' you and seeing' the faces ya make..." The minotaur splutters excuse after excuse, you just continue to silently look at her from down your resting position. Is Rhea... scared? that's new.

"It's ok, little cow. We can talk about it later." You simply grunt, a smug grin still fixed on your sweaty face. "...Gods, I stink, I really need a bath. Should we go with the rest now?"

"T-talk 'bout it later? What do you... y-you?..." The minotaur stumbles over her own words yet again, before finally sighing in defeat and annoyedly furrowing her brows towards your direction. "Alright, fine... arsehole." She huffs.

A pair of silent seconds pass, Rhea's irritated expression begins to soften again as she notices how exhausted you are for simply doing less than a quarter of the exercise routine that she easily outperformed, the corners of her juicy lips slowly rising up, the musclegirl doing her best to contain a laugh. "Are ya ok, laddy? You look terrible." She snorts. "I'm goin' to have to carry you?"

"...Could you?"

"Ha! of course. Come 'ere, princess." The minotaur chuckles, effortlessly lifting you off the ground and into her strong arms, starting to stroll towards the river where the rest of the girls happily relax.

Rhea carries you to your destination and gently lowers you to the ground, you remove your clothing and loosen your knot, letting your messy hair hang free. You slide into the water, letting a groan of satisfaction as it refreshes and relieves your sore muscles.

With your lower body submerged, you slowly lean into the river's edge, resting your back and neck on the mossy ground. This is heaven... and it seems it's going to get even better, Kara and Mattie swim towards you with big smirks, clinging to the sides of your body, grabbing water with their hands, and tenderly washing your arms and chest with it.

You plant kisses on both girls' cheeks, closing your eyes, placing your hands on their waists, and happily letting them take care of you.

"Hey, pointy ears!" Rhea keenly exclaims, undressing and carelessly jumping into the empty spot next to the serene, meditative Agis. Big waves of water splash in her direction and shake her around, causing the elf girl to gasp in utter surprise. "Guess how many push-ups I did~."

Agis sighs deeply, her long ears expressively wiggling in irritation as she turns towards the minotaur hovering at her side. "...I was meditating, Rhea..." She grunts. Rhea's jolly expression not changing a bit, still awaiting an answer. "...Eighty?" Agis finally asks after a few seconds of silence, giving up on her nagging.

"Ninety-five!"

"...Woah, you broke your record..." The elf says, a small proud smile faintly appearing on her pretty face. "Good job."

"You could join me sometime! Ya need to work out those twig arms." The minotaur teases, playfully squeezing one of Agis' skinny arms, her fingers completely wrapping around her thin bicep.

"Rhea..." The elf looks at her friend with a lifted eyebrow. "You've already proposed that to me hundreds of times. Elves keep their figure no matter what they do, I don't really have the need to exercise, you know...?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know... But I like spendin' time with ya, you are me best friend! It would be fun to have an activity to do together after all this orc shite is over... And I need to find another workout partner, Theo can't keep up..."

"I-i didn't know I was your best friend..."

"...Ye kiddin'? I thought it was obvious." Rhea chuckles. "Ya are the coolest lass I've ever known! ...We split for a while as you got busier with the guild work and all that, but... it's nice to have you back, blondie. I love seeing ya happy."

"Nah, you are the cool one here, I... thanks, Rhea."

"Of course. Best friends forever?" The minotaur says with a big, dumb grin, holding her fist up in the air for the elf to bump it.

"Best friends forever." Agis giggles, softly tapping her much smaller fist against Rhea's huge one.

Magnolia lets out an exaggeratedly annoyed sigh, removing her boots, holding the hem of her long, worn-out dress over her knees, sitting by the river's edge, and gingerly dipping her little toes on the water.

The catgirl takes her journal and pencil out of her pocket and starts doodling on a blank page, quickly growing bored and letting out another sigh. "Can we go home? This is boring... and I need to finish my potion."

"Oh, you are bored?" Lola snickers. "Let's play a game then, Truth or dare! I used to play that all the time when I was a kid."

"...What's that?" Maggie asks, closing her journal and placing it on her lap.

"You choose a person and ask: 'Truth or dare? If they pick 'truth', you can ask them whatever you want, and if they pick 'dare', they have to do what you say."

"...Sounds kinda silly."

"It's not! It's really fun, I swear! You start, pick someone."

Maggie rubs her chin as her blue eyes travel from person to person until they stop on Kara.

"You. Truth or dare?"

"Dare!" The puppy girl excitedly says, her tail wagging underwater.

"Climb the tallest tree you can find and throw yourself off it."

"N-no, that's not... don't do that, Kara." The succubus nervously stammers, rubbing her forehead and sighing. "I'll start, ok? ...Theo, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Was I your first~?" Lola asks, fluttering her eyelashes.

"Actually, no. Sorry."

"Aww, really? I thought I was..." She says, her smile turning into a pout. "Well, who was the lucky girl? ...or boy?"

"Oh... I... uh... the town's herbalist's mother."

"Helga?!?" Mathilda loudly says, a dumbfounded expression on her face as she looks at you. "S-she is like sixty years old! Oh gods, haha! You've never told me that." Mattie's high-pitched laugh seems contagious, in a second everybody around you is chuckling heartily.

"Yeah, well, I was drunk and... uh... Agis, truth or dare?"

"Truth, Theo."

"No offense, but... how old are you?"

"121 years old." The elf quickly answers like it was the most normal thing in the world.

"R-really? I heard about elf years, but woah."

"Weird, huh? I'll probably still be here when all of you die of old age... It's sad, but that's the way it is."

Agis sighs, an awkward silence forms between all of you until a faint giggle and a soft: "...so you are kind of a MILF then..." from Lola interrupts it.