A romp in the bath and an unfortunate confrontation

"JUST leave it CLEAN, that's ALL," Dorothy booms. She turns round, her big unshod feet treading heavily as she heads back to the main laundry.

"Dorothy is a **** of nature," Fay says. "Especially her bum."

You follow Fay's glance. A half-giantess who never wears clothes below her hips, Dorothy's naked rump is just under Fay's nose. Great muscles flex beneath her gently jiggling curves.

"**** of magic," you murmur. "Her da was a master here. I don't expect she was an oopsie baby like the Boarbristle Brats."

"Boarbristle Bastards," Fay says. "Yes, like my Da, though as he tells it, he was sort of a magical accident himself."

"Sunrise?" Golondrina says quietly.

Fay jumps. "Yes ma'am, Mistress Redmoor, to the baths right away!" she says. Fay gives herself two open-palm smacks on the seat of her robe.

Golondrina cultivates a calm demeanor since being a broad-shouldered, flame-haired Amazon already brings her too much attention. Her expression speaks loudly enough.

Fay leers at you from the bath while Golondrina scrubs you with a soapy flannel. Lolo rinses you with a bucket and soaps the flannel again.

"Could you stand up...?" Golondrina begins, but you're busy making googly eyes at Fay. "Oh never mind." Lolo leans forward, catches you round the waist, and tips you forward over her shoulder.

"Awk!"

Fay laughs at your squawk of surprise. Golondrina applies the soapy flannel to your naughty bits, and still holding your bum skyward, gives you another bucket of warm rinse water.

Once the three of you are scrubbed and rinsed, you settle down into the warm water.

"Rub-a-dub-dub, three witches in a tub," Fay says. "Ahhh." She closes her eyes. You follow her example. Warm. Close. Three breaths mingling.

A damp fingertip touches under your chin.

"So?" Golondrina says. "Are we doing any celebrating?"

You blink your eyes open to see Lolo touching you and Fay under the chin.

"Yes," you say. "Sssss-mmf!"

Lolo cuts off your jesting hiss with a hungry kiss. Fay cackles. Golondrina stifles Fay with another kiss. Suddenly the water is churning and everything is a tangle of slippery flesh and questing fingers and hot breath and moans and kisses.

"Bend forward, Lolo, I want to get behind you," Fay demands.

Golondrina leans over the rim of the sunken bath and braces her arms on the tiles. Fay mounts Lolo's buttock, one knee between Golondrina's legs and one outside. She takes hold of the far side of Lolo's waist with one hand while she reaches under Lolo's near hip, questing for her pearl. There's a bit of slipping and splashing, but soon Fay finds her footing and her rhythm and starts grinding on Golondrina's broad, muscular butt cheek. Lolo moans as Fay's fingers connect, and sobs as Fay works her lovely magic. You know those fingers. You can practically feel it, just watching.

Or not just watching.

You reach out and grip Lolo's other buttock in one hand, your other hand diving for your own pearl, gently pinching, feeling it swell as its lovely heat glows. With a hand on Lolo's hot flesh, inside her aura, you feel an echo of what Lolo feels as she rocks into Fay's grinding cunt and stroking fingers, sobbing and moaning with pleasure and desire. What Fay's feeling, hungry and intent, grinding her stiff clit and swollen labia onto Lolo's hot, firmly muscled half moon and working Lolo's clit for all she's worth.

Golondrina's moans drop an octave, her breath catches in her throat, her body tenses, and her joy erupts from her lips in a long, low roar. Her hips buck, breaking your grip. Fay holds on as best she can with the rocking waves of Lolo's climax. You reach out again, wanting to share the feeling, gripping the softer flesh where Fay's hip meets her thigh. Fay's own climax arrives, running up your arm like lightning going to ground.

Your world fades into bright joy and a memory finds you, soaring on your wide-spread wings upon a rush of sun-heated air toward the looming vaporous towers of a cloud threatening an afternoon storm.

An actinic flash and a concussion strike you from all sides at once.

"Morgan?" Golondrina asks. She's holding you by both shoulders as you blink, the world of the here and now returning to focus. "Are you all right?"

"Ah...yes?" you say. Lovely and glowing and everything. "Yes."

"You went a long way away," Fay says. "Glad you're back."

"We should go?" you say.

"Yes, I need to get going back," Golondrina says.

"Run along, Lolo," Fay says. "We'll clean up."

A prickle runs down the back of your spine. There's a motion at the edge of your vision.

"So this was the disturbance," Barbara Torch says. "I should have known."

The Warden of House Leontes, her expression threatening as a thunderhead, stands in the door to the bath.

You have an EASY GOAL (-1) vs. DILIGENCE with Wardress Euryale to prepare Iris Amethystine's Tower for you, Fay, and Golondrina to share. Take +1 Forward to Achieve your Goal from your investigation that discovered a mysterious wand.

You have a FAVOR from Pipistrelle Clawson, Minerval Prefect.
Your roommate Fay in House Minerval and your soon-to-be roommate Golondrina are each your FRIEND.
Barbara Torch, Warden of Leontes, dramatic and impulsive duelist, is your ENEMY.

Gain +1 XP. You now have 4 XP.
You have Ambition +2, Bravery -1, Cunning +2, Diligence +0.
You know the spell TRANSFORM and the Forbidden Spell SHAMEGASM

Roll +(HOUSE TRAIT, DILIGENCE)(+0) to CONFRONT YOUR ENEMY:

⚀⚅ + 0 = 7.

When you CONFRONT YOUR ENEMY, on a 7-9 you have a tense encounter.
Choose one:

• Have a private MAGIC DUEL.
• Publicly DEFEND YOUR HOUSE'S HONOR.
• Your confrontation attracts attention. GET OUT OF TROUBLE.
• Cast a spell. Success distracts them, otherwise see "miss" below. (Not a duel).