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It Might Not Be Magic, But The Water's Miraculous
🕑 Added 2023-01-13 21:34:34 +0000 UTCWhen it comes to fancy applications of magic, there's a variety of things one can do with just a little bit of creativity and elbow grease. In the case of Katarina Claes, having access to effectively unlimited funds certainly didn't hurt. With her inexplicable frugal spirit, she had even been able to save money and wind up going far under her budget.
Mostly because she did a lot of the work herself, and for myself and Anne, helping just sort of came naturally, and we didn't charge the Claes household extra for all the work we had to do just trying to keep my lady from injuring herself.
We shall not speak of the fact that I learned how to fire extremely destructive lasers out of desperation to prevent a wooden board from falling on my mistress' head. I will never allow her to go back to the way she was, not on my watch.
It was a very difficult job, but I think we handled it pretty well, as well as could be expected, thanks to the guidance of skilled manual laborers, a foreman and even an engineer to fix up my lady's initial designs.
"I cannot even believe that it worked, and I'm looking at the end result," I muttered to myself. There it was. A relatively large building, deep into the Claes territory, at a middle point between the nearest village and the main house of the Claes estate. A stop designed for traders, travelers and all those who would go to present themselves before the lord of the lands for any sort of reason. Not the most central crossroads of trade, but pretty close to it.
"I told you it would work!" Katarina said, a self satisfied smile on her face. "If I can do this, then I won't have to worry at all!" she said, "I can just get experience running this place and then I can be hired to a managerial position in any other tourist attraction!"
Well, I- I admit, it's a relatively clever use of nepotism. If she's going to be privileged and advantaged from all her money, I'd rather she utilize her privilege to gain experience and knowledge so that she may continue to expand and improve on her family's prestige and wealth. I can't lie, she has a head for people that far outclasses my own expertise. Perhaps she is a little too kind and well meaning to do what needs to be done.
But then, that only solidifies my position in her court. She would need someone cruel enough to do what needs to be done when it must be done.
Still... to think that my lady would stumble upon the idea of a public bath, spurred by a comment from a rather unsavory noblewoman who had spoken at length about her hatred for the "filthy and unwashed" commoners. It was a... depressingly and startingly obvious response.
But such was my lady, she would actually take the most obvious route, common wisdom so sorely lacking among those at the very top of the world.
It had only taken two or three weeks for it to become a very highly popular place, and with a little bit of aid and investment from the Claes household, it had soon become a place where class had no meaning, where rich, poor, noble and commoner all found themselves visiting. They didn't mingle, of course, there were noble pools and commoner pools, which had required more expansion, but it was still a step in the right direction.
"Now that they can get regular baths, we just need to franchise and spread these all over the territory, and then nobody will ever call commoners filthy and unwashed ever again!" Katarina spoke, throwing her hands up and laughing.
I followed her into the building, and when we went in, we found that the group had already arrived. The royal princes had been the first to arrive, and they were already settled into the robes that the place provided, reminiscent of yukata, easy to make, easy to wear, and stylysh to boot, it gave the feel of a Japanese hotspring resort.
"Ah, Katarina, so good to see you, I was starting to suspect you wouldn't come at all," the prince Geordo spoke, regaling Katarina with a smile, and then pretending that his smile hadn't dropped when he saw me. He rubbed at certain spots on his body, which I had no doubt where bruised.
Our training, of course.
Alan winced as he saw me first, but then smiled at Katarina. "This is pretty great, I can't believe you came up with it," he said.
"I know, right? It solves so many problems at once!" Katarina spoke giddily, being dragged into conversation with the twin princes.
"Ah, miss Tanya, thank you for the invitations," the older of the Ascart siblings, Nicol, said as he stepped into the lobby from the changing room. Behind him, Keith entered the room as well, adjusting the belt that kept his robes closed. Nicol pointedly pretended his muscles didn't hurt.
Keith didn't even bother. "This place should help the injuries, right?" he questioned.
I nodded. It would do him wonders, relaxing properly with a good bath in good company was a great way to heal after getting trained thoroughly.
"We'll go ahead and rest, the girls just went into the changing room," Nicol said. "Please let Katarina know, they're waiting for her."
I nodded. I would interrupt her chat with the princes, and she looked relieved, it might've been a topic that flew over her head and she was pretending that she understood what they were talking about, as the siblings chatted something or other about statecraft, and then dragged her off to the changing room.
I made an executive decision then, not to enter.
Though my body might be that of a woman, my mind still sees them as extraordinarily attractive young women, and their naked forms already tormented me at night. Even if they had told me that I should've joined them, I had to take my leave. It was not my place as a servant... or so I said.
Truth be told, I simply do not wish to lay eyes on my lady or her friends, lest I be tempted by the needs of my own body.
I left them to that, and went about conducting my own business. There were important things for me to do, now that my lady and her friends were going to relax, on their own, completely nude.
And while Tanya was going about her business, Katarina and her friends were going about theirs...
"Ahhn, that feels strange~!" Mary moaned, as Katarina's hands squeezed her extraordinarily impressive bosom, one on each breast, though she would need both hands to encompass one of Mary's breasts. "Lady Katarina, your hands are so soft and smooth..!"
"Your skin's so nice!" Katarina gushed.
"W-Wow, just, just wow." Sophia shook her head, looking at where Katarina was enjoying herself, testing the weight and heft of those massive mammaries.
Meanwhile, beside her, Maria was touching her own, almost as if weighing her, with an expression of utter disappointment and despair on her face. "Are... are mine not good enough?" she muttered, perhaps a little louder than she ever thought to.
Katarina whirled on her, and placed her hands on her shoulders. "Not at all!" she said, "you're beautiful just the way you are," she said, "and look," she added, sticking her chest out proudly, filling her lungs with air to make it stick out more, and then bringing a hand to call attention to them, "mine aren't that big either, but I'm not extremely and incredibly jealous about Mary and I don't wish I could've grown a pair as impressive as hers, not at all!"
Mary giggled. "Ah, but I think Lady Katarina's are the best!" she said, "I would love to nuzzle your chest at night, when it's cold, it'd be nice and comfy. Or have you nuzzle mine, I would love that too!"
"Someone is being extremely overt now..." Sophia muttered, shaking her head, "if anyone should be complaining, it would be me," she said, covering her almost flat chest with her hands.
"Yours are cute too! Svelte is aesthetic, and it's more about how they fit you and your build than their size anyway!" Katarina spoke, moving over to Sophia and clasping onto her hands, bringing them together, their eyes meeting each other. "Sophia is cute, no matter what!"
The quartet moved on from the dressing room, still talking about how they felt about their bodies, though of course, any even remotely experienced listener would realize instantly that the other three girls were blatantly and openly fishing for compliments from Katarina, so naturally, Katarina had no idea and just thought she had to lift her friends' confidence by gushing ever more intensely about how much she loved their bodies.
Even after they all got into the hot water, huddled into a small group.
"See, they might be small, but they're nice and sensitive and they fit nicely on my hands," Katarina explained, her palms massaging Sophia's chest.
Maria giggled in turn. "I'm so happy that you like us, Miss Katarina," she spoke, fondly. "Please, play with mine as well, if you'd like to!" she added, stepping into Katarina's side, pressing their bodies together, half on Katarina's right side, half on her back, rubbing her chest against Katarina's body.
"Me too!" Mary agreed, hugging Katarina from the other side, her massive breasts engulfing Katarina's arm and nearly covering it entirely, rubbing her front against Katarina's left side.
Sophia followed suit. "No, she's with me now!" she contested, pressing her front against Katarina's.
"G-Girls, hold it, I'm not going anywhere..!"
Katarina was drowning in a sea of her friends' affection.
And meanwhile...
"I don't know how we agreed to do this," Alan said. "But I'm glad we did.
"Indeed..." Geordo said.
The two princes were on their knees, peeking into holes made into the wooden walls that separated the pools and the maintenance passages that allowed access all over the place.
Meanwhile, they were flanked by Nicol, who was peeking from a much higher hole, and Keith, who had to get into a half crouch, half squat position so that he may properly look into the hole ahead of him.
"I... this is... heaven..." Nicol muttered, writing down into the notepad he carried everywhere these days.
"She's grown up so much," Keith muttered, "I won't allow her to be stolen like that..!"
The holes were freshly made, of course.
"It's a good thing we managed to throw off the maid's suspicion," they all agreed.
However, even as all of them had a hard time tearing their eyes away from the glorious sight before them, they all began to feel a strange feeling.
Like death was incoming.
"Gentlemen," the voice of the Devil herself rang through the maintenance passage.
They all froze in place for a good few seconds, then like clockwork, their necks turned their faces towards the incarnation of hell's fury that they had just invoked.
"I see you have not had enough training yet. Don't worry," Tanya spoke, each step towards them feeling like a cold steel knife being poised against them. "I will rectify this and ensure you won't have to worry about those, ever again," she said, gesturing towards their erections.
They all swallowed, knowing hell was coming for them.
Only one thought was mirrored across all of them.
Totally worth it!
