Chapter 3: Bathed by an Elf

Lexi’s eyes went wide as the tiny elf led her into the private chamber, closing the doors behind them for privacy. This was even more like what she imagined a top-of-the-line modern spa back in her old world would look like — something Lexi had never actually treated herself to. Set in the floor of the room’s center was a circular tub of steaming water, the rim’s brightly decorative tiles being completely covering the low wall that stood perhaps two feet above the room’s floor. The room itself was thick with the steam produced by the tub’s softly bubbling waters, and the vapor carried with it the most delectable combination of scented oils and herbs, the overall combination of which almost swoon at the sheer luxury of this place.

After three days on the road, fighting battles every fucking step of the way, THIS is exactly what I need!

As the futanari’s eyes roamed over the rest of the room, the sense of being in an almost modern spa resort was continually emphasized. On the side of the room opposite the door there was a large massage table, wrought from an enormous slab of marble and covered with some kind of soft cushion. Probably through whatever — possibly magical — means that the hot tub’s waters were heated, it appeared to Lexi that the table was heated as well. She could see wisps of steam rising off of the exposed stone, and shivered with delight at the thought of stretching out atop that table and having a pair of skilled hands work out the innumerable kinks that had accumulated in her muscles over the past few days of non-stop work.

Turning to the elf, Lexi saw that the poor girl was still apparently extremely nervous for some reason. She held her hands behind her back, her downturned face still beet red beneath her soft pastel purple bangs. The paladin could not help but to admire the girl’s extraordinarily slender waif-like build. She could not have been more than four foot ten, and ninety pounds soaking wet. The girl was completely flat chested, without even a hint of small globes of flesh concealed beneath the loose fitting toga.

The futanari knelt down in front of the small elf, reaching out to caress the girl’s arm, marveling at the softness of the smooth ivory skin. Sliding her hand down the girl’s arm to take her hand, Lexi noted the extreme delicacy of the elf’s narrow wrists, and her slim and perfectly manicured fingers. The smell of lavender washed over Lexi as she drew near to the small elf — a scent quite suitable for a beautiful young girl with violet hair and eyes, Lexi thought, inhaling the girl’s mellifluous scent.

“So what’s your name?” Lexi asked the nervous young acolyte.

“A-A-Avery,” the elf stuttered. “My n-name is A-Avery.”

“A pretty name for a pretty girl,” Lexi said, stroking the elf’s trembling arm. Long ears still quivering nervously, the elf finally raised her head enough to meet Lexi’s gaze. The liquid pools of pure amethyst that looked out from beneath her light pastel bangs were completely arresting to the futanari. Feeling a familiar warmth beginning to spread through her loins, but not wanting to presume that this session was anything more than a therapeutic massage, Lexi endeavored to steer the situation on track. “So, how does this work?” she said, with a forced nonchalance. “I’ve never been to a bath remotely like this before.”

“Oh!” squeaked Avery, slapping her face over her own mouth when she realized that she had actually voiced this surprise, her face burning even hotter with embarrassment than it had previously. “N-Normally, w-we’d have the guest b-bathe in the w-waters down there first, and then we’ll d-do healing massage up on the s-slab here.”

“Sounds good to me,” Lexi said easily, again trying to put the petrified girl at ease. “I guess I can just put my gross clothes and gear over here somewhere?” The paladin indicated a corner of the room.

“Erm,” the elf’s brow furrowed. “We don’t normally do laundry as a part of the services, b-but Mistress Heather was very clear that we’re to take care of everything today. So, if you leave them by the door, I’ll call someone else over to clean them when I attend to you here.”

“Perfect,” Lexi said, casually stripping off her armor, and neatly stacking the various pieces in the spot Avery had indicated. Without thinking anything of it, the futanari also doffed her tabard, folding up the blood and cum stained garment atop the stack of blood encrusted armor pieces. However, when she looked up, she found Avery’s lavender eyes as wide as saucers, locked onto the thick cock dangling between the paladin’s legs.

Yeesh, she’s as skittish as a fucking deer! Must be the first time she’s seen a futa. I take it for granted now, but I guess I’d have been BEYOND shocked if I’d ever seen a hot girl whip out a cock this big in the middle of a day spa. Nothing to do about it now though.

“S-Sorry about s-staring!” Avery blurted out. “I’ve j-just never—”

Assuming she was going to apologize for goggling at Lexi’s cock because she had never seen a naked futanari, the paladin cut in with an amiable laugh. “Forget about it! Seriously, it’s not a big deal at all.”

The elf girl let out a big breath, seeming to break through some kind of internal stumbling block that had been responsible for her hesitance. Drawing herself up to her full — if still quite diminutive — height, Avery indicated the steaming pool set within the floor’s beautifully decorative tile ring. “If you’d sit down in the water, we can begin.”

Glad that the elf had overcome whatever it was that was bugging her, but even more so that she was finally about to relax, Lexi slipped easily into the hot tub-sized pool.

“Ahhh,” she groaned involuntarily, settling back against the smooth marble wall, finding a small ledge set in the pool’s stonework beneath the surface that allowed her to sit down within the water, submerging everything but her head and the tops of her shoulders. Although the pool’s wall only stood two feet above the floor, the tub itself was additionally inset into the stone floor another foot and a half or so, leaving just enough room for the bather to relax, but also keeping the patron at a height suitable to be serviced by the bath attendant.