Watch her dance.

It's breathtaking.

The way her body moves is like water in itself. Her hips sway with a sensual elegance, and the flow of movement rolls up her firm stomach, to her shoulders, and up her arms which rise far above her head. Somehow, her long flowing hair seems to move in perfect tandem with the rhythmic motion of the rest of her body, and this is all done without any music at all, yet somehow you can imagine how the beat would go in her head purely by how she dances. Though there are no flashy, loose garments or waving ribbons to accompany her body's fluid maneuvers, such an addition is replaced by the natural beauty of the naked body.

Such a dance would already be alluring, especially by such a beautiful lady, though it's made even more exotic by the bounce and sway of her unclothed form, still wet from the bath--dripping, splashing, and also luminescent by the light of magic lanterns flashing over her glistening skin. All eyes are on her, especially Fang nearby who can't pull her attention away. You aren't so different. Once again, you stretch your arms back over the ledge behind you, now sitting alone as you watch the djinn dance her heart out in the center of the bath on a stage of water.

As she continues, the Lady of the Lake crawls on her hands and knees towards you. Even without many details upon her technically naked figure, it's a surprisingly sexy image, similar to the body of Peony. Her glowing eyes squint and peer deeply into your eyes as she remains silent for a moment. But then she lowers herself down, pressing her stomach against the surface of the water as she kicks her feet into the air, like a schoolgirl on her bed. "Is this not all quite amazing? I am so glad I appeared when I did. I have never had so many people within my waters before, let alone be around people so wonderful as yourselves. This is what I was craving, ever since that first day we met."

"And I'm happy to have you, Lady of the Lake."

"All of these bodies, swimming and playing, it is a tickle-like sensation that I could not explain to one such as yourself. I feel them in my heart, if that makes sense. Though I also experience something similar to enhanced empathy. I feel as if I am struggling to explain myself, but it is like I can feel what others are feeling, though not exactly. If those are happy in my waters, then it is the greatest ecstasy. Well, there is one stage above that..."

Gwynevere marches her way over through the steamy waters to stop short of you two conversing, to which he interjects herself. "So, Lady of the Lake is what they call you."

The Lady turns her eyes over. "Yes. That is correct."

"I have met others similar. Powerful, ancient beings, some who think very highly of themselves when it is not deserved."

"I feel something strange about yourself. A discomfort from where you wade through my water."

"This water is not your own."

You ponder. "I never really thought about it like that before. Yeah. Feli, Lepo, the Lady of the Lake, and then the Summerlord and Seno'nojoch. There's also that guy they mentioned, Guerr the Mountainbreaker? I--"

"Seno'nojoch?" the Lady interupts. "So that is the darkness I felt."

Feeling the elemental's judgmental eyes, Gwyn reacts defensively. "My business is my own."

The room erupts into applause. Meti takes a deep bow, and pants heavily from exerting herself so heavily in a room so warm, but with such joy and excitement. She makes her way back over, still upon the water, and you can't help but observing how fitting it is for such a beautiful dancer to also walk elegantly over a path of crystal. When she reaches the edge, she sits down, and by the time she maneuvers her toes to test the boon once more, her leg disappears into the steamy mist, as she's been returned to normal. Seeing this, she slips fully into the water, and brushes her wet fingers back through her hair.

"That was amazing!" Niki calls out as she makes her way over with both Niki and Amara in tow.

"So what about Goa? At what point do you call someone a god?" you continue your thought, but once the djinn is once again beside you in the bath, you look to her with a smile. "That was... spectacular, Meti. No words can describe it. I could feel the beat of your heart."

She places a hand upon her chest. "Then I was successful."

"To know you feel so free now, that's all I want."

"So my beauty is not important?" she asks with a playful smile.

"Well I won't say that. Let's just say I shouldn't stand up from the water anytime soon."

Her expression grows wider, until she lets out an audible laugh like one you've never heard from her before.

It seems Niki heard your question before, so she comes closer to speak. "You were talking about Goa? Well, I mean she's obviously a goddess. Feli and Lepo are just like, ancient animal spirits or something. The Lady of the Lake is an elemental, right?"

But Eva nudges in beside her. She raises a finger into the air and tips her nose up proudly. "Uhm, actually. There really is no power-scaling difference. A god is really just something someone worships. Stories say Goa was once an adventurer, but ascended to divinity ages ago. Others say she's a manifestation of every person's adventurous spirit manifest, like a sort of conjoined consciousness or power between everybody. If that were the case, that would in a way, make her even more like a goddess than others, powered by belief."

Amara nods. "There are beings who are worshipped as deities of life or **** or other such things. It is unknown if all exist, though there are people who receive blessings from them, and the most explicit would be Goa, as she is the reason Classes exist. That is the story anyhow."

"I would not call myself a goddess of any sort," speaks the Lady of the Lake. "I would prefer none to worship me. All I request is respect and kindness. And I believe Kyle has done this the most, and all of his friends here as well. If I were a goddess, I would not mind you being my first follower... I jest."

"Yeah, I--Mm!" You flinch and try not to much too much of a noise, but in that moment, you feel a firm yet affectionate hand wrap around your cock. The fingers slowly curl inward to play along your shaft. Then with a gentle caress, you feel the grip release, yet the mysterious touch runs along the underside to the tip, and soon after, it once again holds you tight. It strokes slowly, as if to savour every moment. It feels amazing, especially after all that's happened. You may not have been long before now that you finished, but with all those around you, and the dancing show you just witnessed, your body seems more than ready again.

You look down and see nobody. It isn't Meti. Even bringing your hands down to search offers no results. You can't stop it either. Nothing is blocking your hand from touching your cock, yet the stroking continues. It's like a ghost is giving you a handy.

Then you look up to the Lady, still laying on her stomach, though she's watching you even more closely now.

"You all right?" Niki asks. She places her hands upon her hips.

You look over to gaze upon her ample bust--jiggling, wet--covered in beautiful, intricate markings. Next to her is Eva, and of course Amara too. And with Meti nudged up against you, it's both embarrassing and exhilarating to feel such a sensation others don't know about. And even though the Lady's expressions are difficult to read, you feel her naughty gaze.

The water in the pool begins to churn.

Suddenly, you hear a gasp from Meti beside you. She looks over and whispers, "Kyle, right now...?"

You raise your hands up from the water, revealing to her whatever just happened was not your doing. "What?"

She looks around, confused. "Who touched--Ah~!"

The Lady of the Lake sits up, pulling together her watery thighs as she runs a hand back through her literally flowing hair. "I think... I am getting too excited," she admits. "But I also do not believe I can stop now."

"Uh. What are you doing?" Eva asks. "C-Careful now. I--Aah~! That's deep!" she cries, buckling over down into the water. Bubbles right up from the surface, in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, a wave crashes into the side of Meti, forcing her against you like a wingman's aggressive nudge into her partner's embrace. It's more than that, however. She lifts up slightly as if being grabbed, and is **** upon your lap. She falls forward, face falling into your chest, as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. "S-Sorry! This wasn't my doing. I don't know what's happening, Kyle."

Next the Lady starts to submerge. As she does, the water around her rises into squirming tendrils and large bulges. Many of the girls gasp in panic as they're pulled away from where they sit or stand, and are **** around into various positions against their will. Some are much better at resisting, such as the sturdy Vyzia, though even Gwynevere loses her footing, though thanks to her power she doesn't fear the water anyhow, and breathes beneath it easily. She appears flustered though, to have lost control despite her usual boasting. Out of all of them, Anyana is the one who surrenders completely and drifts towards the center of the bath, floating upon her back.

Meti, feeling your hard cock against her lower stomach, shifts her hips forward, and begins to grind against you slowly beneath the water. "... Oh no. I'm being controlled," she whispers.

You can tell she's lying.

The moment you grasp her sides, she lets out a moan, perhaps with anticipation of what may come.

"Kyle, I think we're losing control of the Lady!" Eva shouts from afar.

"No, no! It is fine," the Lady of the Lake assures you. "I am merely encouraging you all... to play a little with me. It has been too long."

The invisible hand around your cock stokes it one last time. It then moves to brush up your body before dissipating. You look up into Meti's three eyes, and she stare down at you while mounting you in such a **** state. She doesn't seem to know how next to move, so you place a hand to her cheek, and guide her head down for a kiss.