I tapped my for a few long moments before shrugging “Nope.”

  Jaina bli me. “Nope?”

  “Nope. I’m not thinking about that right now.” I said with a small nod.

  “I… what do you mean you’re not thinking about it? This could be a huge deal!” she stared at me wide eyed.

  “Could be, or it could just mean I feel like Esme is more who I am and the System reizes my choice. Could mean a hundred different fug things and I ’t figure out any reason to think it’s more ohan any other so I’m just gonna sit on that till I learn more.” I pulled her into my p and pulled her close to kiss me.

  She sighed against my lips and accepted the attentions for a moment before pulling away. “Alright, that makes sense I guess even if I hate it.” She slumped and pouted at me.

  “You seem very fortable. This naturalist lifestyle agreeing with you?” I chuckled, running my fingers along her back.

  She blushed “I mean, it’s only been two days so I ’t say that this is something I’m pletely patible with.” She looked away and shrugged.

  I tilted my head “Hey, I was just teasing, you’ve really been that fortable?”

  She looked into my eyes, a shy smile on her face. “It’s been, like I said only for two days but… nice? Holy I think it’s mostly the girls. They’ve been bending over backwards to make sure I’m okay. I think I might have snapped from fretting over you otherwise.”

  [I certainly see the appeal to the freedom of it all. Even beyond the fact that I would get to gaze upon some lovely bodies regurly, fewer societal pressures is a relief many could do with.]

  Jaina nodded with a small smile “That’s true, the nudity was a little rough at first but aside from some light teasing it was like ‘hey, we’re all the same in our exposure so you aren’t an outsider even if you feel like you’re supposed to be’. It made me feel wele.”

  I grunted “Sounds he words were more bitter than in intended.

  She stroked my cheek “You don’t sound happy about that. Are you upset that I-”

  “No, it’s nothing you did. I just thought about trying to join you all but…” I motioowards my crotch.

  She paused. “You know, I think… sidering the fact you’d be revealing a secret to them while also joining in their s, they might actually think more highly of you?” She blushed “Not that I’m an expert in their culture or anything. It’s just that they’ve been really open with me and respectful when I told them I couldn’t answer some questions because they were your secrets to hold. Also…” she chewed on her lip.

  I stroked her cheek “Something wrong?”

  She took a breath “I think Dekarru knows the Fae story is a lie. When I told her she had a look. The kind of look my mother would give when I got caught doing something wrong and tried to lie my way out of it. But she hasn’t said anything. I don’t know what she expects from us on that it makes me want to tell her about it all. Just, everything in full. I am super weak to disapproving mom gre, okay?”

  “So, you wao be naked with our new friends because you feel like a kid caught sneaking snacks before dinner?”

  “No!… Maybe!” She huffed at me. “I’ve been super emotional the past two days alright? It’s been weighing on me a lot and making me less logical. But I think I like it. I don’t feel trapped by things I o do or someone is bei down. Hell, even having Dekarru treating you has made me feel more at ease because a far better healer than me has that covered and she told me you were safe and rec.”

  I stroked her hair gently “I’m gd. I like you being able to rex.” I said then pulled her head up to kiss her deeply, tastiongue against my own for a few long moments. “But, I’m still going to ask for a verdict from my own trusted seer. Carmil?”

  [Oh! Just before… well, the bad things happened. I told yavel feels fun? It isn’t just her. Everyone nearby, they all feel the same sort of fun.]

  “ you expin that in more detail? What does fun mean?”

  [I’ve been thinking about that. How to expin it to you and what about them is causing the feeling. I think I have an expnation. Our dear General has what you call a mask, yes?]

  “Yeah, she puts a different personality on top of her own, like a mask over her face. An important part of her job to be fair.”

  [Everyone does that to some extent. Henna happens to do it more severely and is more tale it, but it is not a unique behavior to her or others like her. It’s one of the reasons I knew she was safe. The person uhat mask is someone who cares deeply and has so much love just bubbling there uhe surface waiting to be let out.]

  Jaina scooted a bit to the side to better see Carmil’s words. “Wait, what about me. Do I have a mask too? I don’t think I pretend to be something I’m not.”

  [Your mask is the doting professional, Jaina dear. Not that you don’t holy care for those you treat, but you paint a strohough less personal smile over your soft and g one. You hide yourself behind what you think doctors try to be. It’s why your friendly behavior with patients is so strained, you’re trying to present the same professional kindness your see in other nurses and doctors. But they do it because their smiles are false. You care too much to be like them Jaina. You put a fake smile over a real one and suffer as a result. Your heart is an o and you were trained surrounded by puddles.]

  Jaina looked like she was about to cry. “Carmil, thank you. I love you so much.”

  [As I love you. But you are also an enormous slut and it took almost zero prodding for you to throw yourself of Esme.]

  Jaina just ughed “Fuck you too! She’s stupidly sexy and you spent all that time she was in a a talking her up to me! So that was your fault.”

  [And how many of our new, naturalist friends do you want t to bed already?]

  She turned red and bit her lip to smother a smile. “Anyway! You were talking about how they feel fun!”

  [They do. They have masks as well. But where most people wear a full mask of wood or steel that covers their fad at best mimie of their features, these women wear masks of nearly transparent fabric. They hide so little that who they are be discovered with little to no effort. It is wonderfully refreshing.]

  I smiled “That’s good to know. But, uhe fun, do they feel safe?”

  [The three I’ve entered do, the shaman and dwarf especially. The oh the axe seems wary, I think she is protective of the others and is simply unsure of you.]

  “Which is fair. Are there others?”

  [I feel two others, they both also feel safe thus far. I’ll get a better sense of them in person but don’t expect that to ge. I will say though, I think perhaps our lovely Healer might have the right idea about being open with them. If nothing else I’ll enjoy the show.]

  Jaina ughed and I could feel Carmil’s amusement within me as well.

  It took a few mio strip and then have Jaina help strap my leg on. Then an additional problem revealed itself as I tried to stand and realized I was very weak from hunger. I mao wobble dowairs in a very embarrassing dispy of drunk toddler-like ck of bance.

  But I made it down the spiral steps safely and into the rge lower room of the massive vardo. It was a o least three times the size of the bedroom I awoke in, though only lengthwise, and anically separated into ses based apparently on general use. On one side there were slim ets along almost the entire length, only leaving breaks for a couple of open windows letting the m sun in. There was a se in the rear that looked like a regur pit of cushions. I imagi was a wonderful pce to louh a few others. There was a sort of pact kit he middle plete with a small stove that had a pipe going out of the wall behind it and a wash basin with a sealed lid. In the front, which I could tell because of the open door leading to the driver’s seat, was a long table against one wall and a bunch of stools. Most of which had a naked woman on them.

  They all turo see me struggle doweps, and just kept staring as I hobbled over towards them with Jaina’s help. The eyes looking me over made me feel extremely self scious. Though, there was the upside in that the nerves kept me from getting a bo the sight of so many s.

  “Gods damn girl, that Fae gave ya a fekkin’ cock too?” Briggavel was the oo break the silence.

  I g Dekarru at the mention of the Fae cover story and Jaina was right, that was a disappointed mother look if I ever saw one… which actually I’m not sure I had. I guess the priests at the Dawnlight orphanage probably had those looks to spare.

  “Something like that.” I responded as Jaina helped me into a stool before sitting dowo me. “I hope uh… this is okay?”

  The shaman nodded “reciate you setting aside your disfort and joining us in our ways.”

  One of the other’s I hadn’t met yet, a middle aged looking oran with some extra soft curves and short bck hair smirked “’t have been easy for you sidering, well, the extra there. Unless you’re a shameless exhibitionist. Which is also fine by us just so you know, simply that it would have made things easier for you.” She ughed. “I’m Weren, the cook for these useless idiots.”

  “o meet you.” I said with what I hoped was a friendly smile, still trying to not stare at their bodies and so far succeeding.

  Briggavel offered a grin and I swear tilted her body to give me a better view of her absurdly massive breasts as she spoke “Briggavel Agranbek. Pathfinder, driver, and owner of this lovely beast of a home we find ourselves in. Gd you stopped dyin’ on us.”

  “That makes two of us.” I smiled.

  The axe wielder, currently sans an axe offered me a sideways look, still a bit wary but there was clearly some approval in her gaze. irely sure why but I’d take any victory. “Redagga the Wall. I’m the ohat makes sure no one hurts any of us.”

  “They’re in good hands from what I tell then.” she snorted and quirked the er of her mouth up, her eyes flig between my legs for an instant.

  Another of the girls, who looked… orc-like? She waved with a very long arm and I realized suddenly that she was not sitting on a stool but on the floor, despite her head being about even with everyone else. The other irls all had skin with shades of dark green, slightly pointed ears, small tusks in their lower jaw, and eyes with cat like slits. This one had blueish-green skin with darker brownish-green splotches, much rger tusks thahers, longer pointed ears, and rge eyes with wide and ft goat-like pupils. Her head of curly locks a lot like mine, but deep green.

  I must have been staring because she blushed and lowered her hand, looking down with a shy aed face. “oh gods, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel unfortable. I have amnesia, I don’t remember ever seeing someone like you before is all. I’m not judging you or anything, I mean, who am I to judge anyone’s appearance, right?” I ughed nervously.

  She looked back up and gave a small, frail smile “I think you’re pretty though.” she said almost too quietly to hear.

  “The feeling is mutual then.” I reached a bit awkwardly past Redagga to offer my hand to the tall woman. “I’m Esme Dreamsinger.”

  She offered the hand and was surprised when I pulled it close and kissed it softly. She blushed a lovely shade of violet and stammered “L-Luvetra.”

  “A pleasure to meet you Luvetra.” I gave her an ho smile and she lit up and quickly smothered a giggle as she took her hand back.

  Briggavel ughed “Oh they’re gonna fuck by the end of the week, bet my stash on it.”

  Luvetra reached over and thwacked the dwarf on the head. “Have some css!”

  Dekarru ughed and spped her knee “Ahh, I love you girls. Well most of us have been introduced, but what about your not so little friend?” she asked with a grin. Most of the dies present immediately gnced down at my dick. Thankfully Carmil made herself known before any assumptions could be voiced.

  [About that. I want to try something. Jaina, miss Dekarru, might you be prepared to assist if this doesn’t work?]

  The ohat hadn’t seen Carmil’s words yet stared with eyes wide. Jaina nodded and the Shaman grunted with a nod of her own, a brow raised curiously.

  I was also curious what she was doing, then a memory tingled in the bay mind “Carmil, what level are you now?”

  But instead of words, she answered by flowing out of the runes in my arm and freaking out everyone, myself included. Jaina and Dekarru both started to move to heal me, sidering an enormous amount of blood was suddenly gushing from my arm like a fountain.

  But they stopped as the unnaturally dark blood flowed into a shape and rapidly turned into a persoanned skin with a slight red tint, dark bck hair that reflected red in the m light from the open window a few feet away, eyes blood red and wide. Her body was elegant, soft curves with just a bit of muscle definition, a small and cute round rear, and perky handful breasts with vibrant red nipples. She turowards me and smiled brightly.

  “Hello Esme my love, I am Carmil and I am so happy to finally meet you.”