Chapter X1

Later in the night after Kal wakes up from passing the trials.

One by one the girls left as the night wound down, leaving Senshu alone with Kal in the sitting room on the bottom floor. Graff and Velt had run off with Sera earlier, the gorgon stopping to give him a goodnight kiss before leaving. By her expression, he could tell that she wasn’t happy about something and he thought it odd that she was going to bed with the vixen and doe instead of with him. It wasn’t a big deal since his and Sera’s bedroom was right across the hall from Velt and Graff’s.

As the front door closed behind Molo and Oona, the last two to leave, Kal looked over at the silver lamia and thought back to what he knew about the regular mortal ones. To stand upright her body below her legs had to make a sharp turn upward as though rearing back to strike. This was helped by there being no spine between her tailbone and the start of her backbone on the snake portion of her body. Kal was extremely curious about how this worked since he hadn’t read anything about it in the literature he currently owned. Lamias were one of the monster girls that formed colonies, with most located further south in warmer climates. The snake women were generally long-lived and universally against giving up one of their dead for dissection by a researcher. About the only thing he knew for certain was that Ikuno had told the truth when saying their sex and pseudo-anus, as one scholar called it, were connected and that their digestive tract extended down into their snake body. How exactly it all happened was still a mystery.

She was wearing her armor again, which seemed strange considering she had no problems showing off her assets during his trials.

“Don’t you live with Molo and Oona?” he asked.

The six-armed woman blushed, “I do, but I was given the honor of showing you to your new sleeping quarters.”

“New sleeping quarters?”

“You are the master of the tower now. Therefore, your bedroom has been moved from the guest rooms to the master’s chambers.”

“Oh ... I see. Then please, lead the way,” he said standing.

Senshu bowed her head slightly and made her way toward the spiral staircase. She completely missed the look of mild panic on the mage’s face as he tried to figure out what he was going to do with a woman who had six arms and the body of a giant snake for legs. He sobered slightly as he realized this was why Sera appeared upset earlier.

“Did you draw straws or something?” he asked, trying to distract himself.

“No, the others felt I accepted you even before you passed Kit’s test so I should be the first,” she replied as she started up the stone steps.

“And Sera?”

“She grudgingly agreed though I don’t think she would have if it had been Molo or one of the other girls instead.”

“Why not?”

“Because we are both snake types. We have a lot of the same quirks and that gives us common ground for talking. It may only be five days since you arrived, but I think I can feel comfortable calling her my friend.”

“She’s been busy,” he said, chuckling.

“In fairness, we all have while you were asleep. Much of the furniture has cleaning and repair enchantments but once all of that is done you still have decades of dust to remove. Since we have mortals in the tower again there is also making sure that the plumbing is fixed, the ovens in the kitchen work, any wood or stonework that needed repair is taken care of, and refreshing any enchantments that have faded since their last use. We got the plumbing mostly working but Cyrene will have to check on it when she gets here in a few days.”

“Who is Cyrene?”

“She’s a slime, which means she can travel through the pipes and fix things along the way.”

“The slime is a plumber?”

“Among other things. I hope that we have used our time in a way that pleases you.”

“Stop that.”

Senshu froze on the stairs, “Stop what?”

“Talking like that. I understand that I’m stuck being your master since the tower is mine, but I would prefer to not be reminded constantly. Treat me like you did downstairs or before Kithana’s trial.”

The lamia arched an eyebrow, “Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

A smile played across her features, “You may regret that.”

He returned her grin, “I’ve been with a few monster girls. As long as you don’t try to squeeze the life out of me, I doubt it.”

“And get dropped from the roof of the tower by my sisters? I don’t think so. There is something far more enjoyable to squeeze out of you.” The lamia blushed bright red as she realized what she just said.

“I like the sound of that. We should continue this conversation upstairs.”

She held out a hand toward the steps leading up, “After you.”

“Oh, no,” said Kal mimicking her offer to go ahead. “After you, I insist.” He leaned to one side and stared at her bottom appraisingly before meeting her eyes again, “Besides, the view is better from back here.” Under his breath, he muttered, “Not to mention I don’t know where I’m going.”

Senshu gave him a look of exasperation before continuing upward. Kal could plainly see that she was exaggerating the sway of her bottom for his benefit. As they reached the floor with the library, which sat just above the guest rooms, she paused on the steps and looked over her shoulder as her armor melted away except for her helm. Now he had an unobstructed view of her rear and was surprised to find there was a small gap between her legs before they changed into the serpentine body. Kal’s own body was reacting to the view, especially since he got occasional glimpses of her sex through the gap and the stairwell was now filled with the scent of her arousal.

She stopped at the next landing. Like the library, it had double doors but where the library’s were mahogany in color these were painted white with delicate gold gilding around the edges. Turning around she said, “Welcome to your room,” before pushing the doors open.

Crystals set into the ceiling began to shine as he stepped inside. His new bedroom could easily be described as opulent and took up the entire floor except for the master bath on the far side. Looking around in awe, he realized that by floorspace alone this single room was probably bigger than his entire house back in Telsin.

Lush rugs covered the polished wooden floor and felt so soft he was looking forward to kicking his boots off just to feel it with his bare feet. To one side was a study area with a large window in front of it that faced north, on the southern wall was the largest bed he had ever seen. The reason for its size was immediately apparent after glancing over at the lamia’s large snake body.

Kal walked over to one of the tapestries hanging on the wall, it showed an aerial view from the tower looking over the forest in autumn. Off in the distance on the forest edge, there appeared to be a city. “That’s Te’thalas?” he asked.

“Yes,” replied Senshu, her voice tinged with sadness. “I heard that the bed was once on that side of the room but Father switched it around after the city was named. I think he liked watching over them.”

“It’s in amazing condition for being so old.”

“You aren’t the only one with a Bag of Holding. Though I think you are the only person I’ve heard of who has an actual relationship with theirs.”

“That doesn’t surprise me if they are like some of the others I’ve seen,” he said, scowling at the memory of Dai, the rude and unpleasant avatar of Ikuno’s Bag of Holding.

There was a soft sliding of scales across the rugs before a set of arms wrapped around him from behind. “Forgive me Kal, but could you save the tour for later? It has been decades since the last time I had a man.”

Kal turned around in her arms and looked up at her. The quip that popped into his head died on his lips when he saw her expression. It wasn’t desperation, but there was a definite and strong need in her eyes. Putting his hands on her hips he pulled her down so they were face to face before leaning forward and kissing her. Her lips never leaving his, she began mewling with need as one set of hands came up to his cheeks while the middle pair went to work on removing his shirt and the bottom two went to work on his belt and pants.

She reached out to remove his vambraces, Kal let her take one off but pulled the other arm away. Breaking the kiss, he said “I’ll keep that one in case you get a little too frisky,” while making the strength rune glow for a moment.

Nodding in understanding, Senshu’s body grew to its larger size before she reached out and lifted him off the ground. The lamia’s top arms quickly tugged off his shirt while the lower ones pulled off his boots and let his undone pants drop to the floor. Kal was certain there was no way he could get undressed faster without magical help.

When he was naked, her other two sets of arms wrapped around him and held his body tightly to hers as she carried him over and sat him on the edge of the bed. Putting a hand on his shoulder, Senshu gave him a light shove, pushing him onto his back as her body shrank back to normal. After a quick readjustment of her snake half, she nudged his legs apart and began making light kisses up the inside of his thigh. As she arrived at his groin the lamia nuzzled his scrotum, inhaling deeply of his scent as she gently ran her tongue over the sensitive orbs. Instead of taking him in her mouth, she dragged her tongue around the base of his prick before continuing up his body.

Kal’s disappointment was short-lived as her middle hands pressed her breasts together, trapping his cock in between them. Giving him an impish smile, she slid back and forth a few times. Kal leaned back and groaned at the wonderful feeling of her soft flesh slipping along the sides of his shaft. Letting the head of his dick peek out from between her cleavage, it was met by the tip of her long tongue. When it first extended from her mouth it looked relatively normal but with a small indentation in the front. As her tongue lengthened, it became thinner and thinner while the indent grew and each side became more pointed. By the time it reached his cock it looked exactly like a snake’s tongue and the light flicks it was giving the head of his prick were making Kal’s hips jerk involuntarily.