Wet dream.

Tricia woke up, more relaxed than she could remember ever being. Her body feeling good, her spirit cleared, her anxiety only bad memories...

It all came back to her... The gauntlet she expected to go through had only existed in her imagination... Fighting to get accepted into his circle, unnecessary... The rational part of her mind was now shocked at how easily she had stripped and hugged naked people... She had let herself get caught in the flow of events, pushing herself further and further to adapt to the strange lifestyle of this small kingdom... Yet... Strange elements began to emerge... They had pushed her to open herself but had at times tried to slow her down... What if the only reason things didn't go further wasn't the fact that she hadn't performed well enough but the fact that they were slowing things down for fear of making her run away? As strange as it sounded, it remained the most likely hypothesis...

The initial assessment that the invitation was thought as a prelude to some intimacy was quickly becoming a fact, and there was so much data to analyze that it would take her days to fully understand what had just happened. What she really wanted to know at the moment was who had woken her up...

And why there was a hand on her butt.

John was holding Tricia in the water as he didn't want her to wake up and panic in the water. This gentle attention was also a good excuse to innocently place a hand on her butt, to keep her from sinking...

"Hi, Tricia! It's time to go if we want to be at school in time. You looked so peaceful that we let you sleep as much as we could. Do you feel better?"

"I feel wonderful..."

Fully awake, her suit and drones were flooding her mind with what had happened around her during her nap.

Sylvia was wearing some armor made of wood and some scaly skin, and she was sparing with Cali who was wearing a lighter version of the armor. They were using training weapons made of wood, a staff for Sylvia, a sort of tomahawk and short sword for Cali. There were metallic versions of the latter in the grass nearby.

Without surprise, John and Anna had jumped out of the pool to have sex on the soft moss surrounding the pool and that merely seconds after she had fallen asleep. Sylvia voraciously eating Anna out, trying to get the last drop of the seed deposited there by John, was more surprising, since Tricia had assumed that the dryad would only consume water...

John was helping Tricia get out of the pool. The hand on her ass had not been mentioned, and she was certain that it was not an innocent mistake while preventing her from drowning, but she didn't push the matter, it was a good thing...

She did not have the time to tell him that her suit would be able to deal with the water before feeling every inch of her body being touched, almost a caress... The water was gently swiped off her body, and in an instant, her hair was perfectly dry, without her feeling anything touching it.

"Thank you."

"My pleasure!" An extremely honest answer, especially if the spell that he had used granted him some feedback.

They were quickly back to the castle, and Tricia had to go through dressing herself one item of clothing at a time while being watched by two smiling, dressed people, it was almost as embarrassing as it had been to be stripping while they were naked.

"Do you want to go back to school or to your van? You might have a long trip going back to pick it up later," asked John. He was nice enough to offer her a short cut to school, but he hadn't thought of the logistics of having her drive to this parking lot.

"To the school, I'll hitch a ride from someone to pick my van after school. Thank you. This was a wonderful experience, and I can't wait for my next visit. There's so much to see, study, do... I'll run some calculations to see what we can do and what we need to do it. I hope to have good news in the next few days... Thank you. You..." Fully clothed now, she hugged John and kissed him on the cheek and then for it to look more natural did the same to Anna. This experience had been an epiphany: a real life, a relationship, anything was possible! And she had decided to aggressively pursue it.

The three students crossed one of the two portals present in the entrance of the castle, finding themselves in a blind spot behind one of the Academy's buildings.

Tricia, who had kept her usual camouflage off, waved them goodbye and ran towards the science wing of the Academy. The young couple walked, holding hands, towards the gymnasium.

There was a large gathering in front of the entrance; a table had been set with some boxes on it. Behind it, one very surprising combination of teachers was waiting: Coach Conroy and.... June Summers.

"Alright, you bunch of slugs! The school board has determined because of the incidents of the last two classes that dodge ball was too dangerous and decided to advance the schedule a few weeks to make you start the swimming part of the curriculum. In the box with your name on it you will find two swimsuits and a towel, so once you have it, go to the swimming-pool's locker room and get dressed. Miss Summers who has her lifeguard certification has been nice enough to offer to assist us before the assigned lifeguard is informed of the schedule changes," bellowed Coach Conroy. The mood changed quickly, since getting the occasion to swim on this hot summer day wasn't a given for everyone and the idea of June in a swimsuit was something a large part of the audience (not only boys) was pretty stoked about.

"We sorted boxes between genders and by alphabetical order, so hurry up to get yours and let's get swimming, it will do us some good," cheered June. Seeing as she had one of those boxes under her arm, John wondered how the school uniform supplier had accommodated her voluminous assets.

Once they both had their box, John and Anna kissed each other, making the queue behind them groan, a bit tired of the delay and these constant demonstrations of their relationship.

John opened the box in the locker room and remembered the model of male swimwear worn by the school's swim team: neither tiny speedos nor big trunks, the swimwear they used was a very short and tight fitting pair of swimming shorts made of a thin, navy blue material clinging to the skin. The legs barely extended further than the crotch. John remembered hearing some girls giggling when talking about the swim rallies.

His reflection was interrupted by a very welcome message from Anna.

Anna: <Craft lets you adjust clothes to your size.>

John: <Thx, it was going to be an issue. You're a lifesaver, love you!>

A quick adjustment made the shorts a bit less scandalous, but they still left almost nothing to the imagination. Various boys were looking around, even those who were not ashamed of what was shown were anxious of what would happen in the presence of the girls and Miss Summers. Frank's jewelry was perfectly visible, it's presence making it impossible to tuck his three pieces service on the side like the other boys.

John had decided that he no longer cared for the opinion of most of his classmates, for he had no one to impress and already had a sweet girlfriend. Of course, if he could make a few girls jealous of Anna by showing them what they missed, it was all the better.

Anna was stunning in her one-piece swimsuit: she was still a bit larger than most of the girls, but she was filling it in all the right places in John's opinion. And her smile was truly priceless, and he could not get tired of seeing a sweet, loving girl smiling at him. Of course, if he had to give a prize to the girl wearing a school issued swimsuit the best, then June would win easily.

It was the same plain, blue one-piece swimsuit that every girl in the room was wearing, just adjusted to her size, and it even came from the box of the manufacturer. Yet, like anything else that she would happen to be wearing, it looked totally different on her. On her body, the rather conservative swimwear was looking scandalously sexual, the fabric clinging to the curves of her perfect body, showcasing her large breasts and (it made some boys gasp seeing it) creating a noticeable camel toe between her legs.

"Gather round, students. It is really important to warm up before swimming, especially if you are not swimming very often. Swimming solicitates muscle groups that are little used in other activities, and you risk a cramp or even to pull a muscle. I will show you a few stretches you should do before getting in the water. After me!" announced June. You could have picked a good dozen jaws off the floor when she began stretching her arms above her head, lifting her chest. Everyone was matching her movements, unable to take their eyes away from her. The way she bent forward, spread her arms backwards or raised her legs one after the other were putting the poor swimsuit to its limits, and it made everyone hold their breath with the certainty that it would soon fail and reveal the much coveted body it concealed. It wasn't the only thing stretching of course: most of the boys' shorts were beginning to stretch in the front, to the amusement of the girls, but with a noticeable exception. Frank was mumbling, possibly cursing at his absent girlfriend for putting him through this.

The lesson would include multiple swimming styles and some diving, but the next part of the warm up was to do a few slow laps in the style of their choice. John joined Anna in the pool, and she took the occasion to whisper something to him. Something that would not ease his current predicament.

"The ring recorded what happened in the locker room in your gallery... And June changed with us."

"Tease, you know it will only get worse if I look!"

"Ohh sorry. And what if I do this?" She swam right next to him, pressing her body against his and kissed him. Making him fully hard.

"Wanna play this game?" Anna was suddenly surrounded by a dozen hands, patting, poking, caressing, tickling and groping her from all sides. She couldn't hold in her laughter.

"John! Anna! You'll have time for that later! Finish warming up, please!" shouted June from the edge of the pool. Every pair of eyes was on them. Boys and girls, used to push the envelope, couldn't believe how brazenly those two were acting, and how it got them only such a light warning.

John was really enjoying the big pool. The last time he had truly swum was in June's pool, and he had not used his powers. If he activated Mana Shield and tuned the field, it became a very thin layer able to keep water away from him. Using this and Move to propel himself, he was able to effortlessly glide in the water. Anna was a good swimmer too, even without any tricks, but John soon grew tired of trying out his powers in the water and returned to swim next to her, exchanging messages about his preparations for the afternoon's raid on the junkyard and trying to figure out how and when to get June and his mother in on all of this.

Everytime he talked to her, texted her, or involved her in the kingdom's affairs, John was really comforted in his choice, of having picked her instead of one of the many sexy airheads around the school, which he could have easily acquired with some heavy use of his powers. A smart and willing partner was much better... And he was finding her so cute that for the life of him he couldn't figure why no one had ever tried to get with her.

The hours of the swimming lesson continued. Coach Conroy with his very small shorts and hairy chest, blowing his whistle and shouting inarticulate orders like he was on a football field. June going around, meeting each student, providing advice (and demonstrations!) to students who quickly appeared to be the worst swimmers of all time, needing a lot of help.

Seeing Frank getting pushed around by other large boys reminded John of Vanessa's imminent return. He wondered for a moment how it would change this new life of his. But it was something that would wait, everyone was getting out of the pool, the lesson on the diving was about to begin...