She held out the bent phallus to her friends who had been staring at her the moment she walked into the main room the next morning.
“I was right,” she said.
Elaine took the phallus and looked at it in shock and what might have been awe. The top two-thirds looked as if they had been pressed in a vice and were longer and thinner than they had been the day before. The bottom portion that once had been shaped like balls hadn’t come out of the ordeal unscathed either. No, they had been deformed by her incredible grip strength while she was in the throes of passion.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m impressed,” Elaine said.
“Aye,” Thokri said eyeing it.
Bralla walked over, looked at what Anna was holding, and she just shook her head and pointed at the hallway that led to the back of the house.
“Put that thing away unless you’re bringing it with you, lass,” she said.
“Okay,” Anna replied.
She turned around and went back to her room, dropping the deformed phallus on her table, before heading back out.
I should get Thokri to make it into a knife! One of those big ones!
She had thought to return it to the smith that made it, but the woman would probably think she’d destroyed it on purpose and be upset with her, and she didn’t want that.
It was good black steel anyway, so whatever.
She met her friends in the main room again where they were all waiting by the door. Bralla had offered to take them to the jeweler’s shop to help them pick out what they’d need for the festival.
Bralla thinks that everyone but me and Lyreen should be able to find a necklace already made at the shop, but Lyreen’s eyes are just too green, and mine, well, no one has purple eyes but me.
The jeweler’s shop was a long way from the house, but they had left after the first shift started, so there weren’t many people on the streets. They reached the shop just before first shift’s lunch and went inside.
There were small tables filled with jewelry of all kinds. Bralla walked over to a table filled with necklaces and picked up one with a black crystal. She held it out for Barika to look at. The priestess took the necklace and looked closely at the crystal for a moment.
“It’s quite lovely,” she said, looking back at Bralla.
“Aye, and it matches your eyes perfectly, lass,” Bralla replied.
Barika nodded and held onto the necklace. Bralla looked over the necklaces again and handed Elaine and Rose one as well. The gems were nearly a perfect match for both women, and both of them seemed pleased.
“Alright you two, let’s go and see if the lad has any gems that match those eyes of yours,” Bralla said.
“Aye,” Anna replied.
Bralla chuckled, and they walked to the back of the shop where a young dwarf man was carving an intricate design on a ring. They waited for him to look up, not wanting to disturb his work. He set his carving tools down on the bench next to the vice he had placed the ring in and walked over to the counter that divided the shop from the workspace in the back.
“What can I do for you, lasses?” he asked.
“They need necklaces for the gem festival,” Bralla replied.
He looked at Lyreen for a moment. Anna didn’t blame him. Strange as she was, the elf towered over every dwarf by nearly a foot.
He walked away from the counter and took a strong box from a shelf near his work bench. He set it in front of them and then fished a key from one of the many pockets on his apron. He slid the key into the lock on the front of the lockbox and turned it, causing the lock to release with a loud click. He pulled the key out and put it back in the pocket of his apron before pulling the lid open, revealing small trays filled with gleaming gemstones. He took the trays out and laid them out on the counter, pushing the one with green stones forward. He picked a large emerald from the try and held it up.
“I think this one matches the best,” he said.
“Aye, I think you’re right, lad,” Bralla replied.
“What do you think, lass?” the jeweler asked, holding the gem out for Anna to look at.
“Uh, I don’t see color the same as other people. I can’t tell,” Anna replied.
“Heard that some humans were like that,” he said.
“Yeah, most of the time it’s lads, but sometimes it happens to a lass,” Anna replied.
“Bah! Don’t make any difference, I guess. Anyway, what do you think of it, lass?” he asked, turning to look at Lyreen.
“I think it’s perfect,” Lyreen said.
“That’s all that matters then,” he replied.
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He set the emerald aside and looked at Anna’s eyes for a moment before leaning in close to her face and moving his head back and forth, examining them from other angles. He looked back at the trays of gemstones, picking though the purple ones before picking an amethyst. He held it up next to her face and frowned for a moment before shaking his head.
“I don’t think we’re going to find anything exact, lass, but this is close,” he said.
Bralla looked at her eyes and then at the crystal.
“It’ll be fine, lad,” she said.
“Alright then. It won’t take me long to make them. Look around and let me know if ya like anything else,” the jeweler said.
Bralla nodded, and they walked away from the counter.
“He just wants us to buy stuff, doesn’t he?” Anna asked when they were away from the counter.
“Aye, not a bad way to make some coin, having lasses walk around in a jewelry shop while they wait,” Bralla said, nodding towards her friends.
Elaine was eyeing a pair of earrings closely, and Barika was pointing out things she thought would look good on Rose. Anna wandered over to a peculiar table that was filled with iron jewelry that had somber grey gemstones set in it. Bralla walked up next to her and put her hand on her shoulder.
“That’s if you lost someone, lass. The rings are if you lost a lad, and the bracelets are if you lost a wee one,” Bralla said.
“Oh,” Anna replied, remembering how Thokri told her about how many brothers and sisters he’d lost in the mines.
His mother must have a lot of those then.
They walked away from the somber jewelry and spent the rest of the time they waited looking around the shop. Anna didn’t see anything she liked enough to buy, but her friends did, and each one had a handful of the stuff when they were called back over to the counter to retrieve their necklaces. Anna gave him the sliver that he asked for and put the necklace in her belt pouch. They weren’t supposed to wear them until the festival started. The rest of the party paid for their necklaces and whatever else they had wanted before they left the jeweler’s shop.
She went to her room when they got back to the house and put her new necklace on. She took the mirror Elaine had given her from her pack and used it to look at herself. She smiled at herself and then made a few other faces just for fun before putting the mirror away. She took the necklace off and put it on the table beside the bent phallus.
The others are going to tease me about this if I leave it out. I should put it in my pack to keep it out of sight.
She picked up the phallus, went over to her bed, and crouched down. She’d placed her pack under the bed to keep it out of the way while she didn’t need it. After pulling it out and wiping at some of the dust that had stuck to its well-oiled surface, she undid the straps, flipped the rain cover open, and looked inside the pack.
It still contained a few things that just didn’t belong in any of the dressers, like her sharpening stones, the fire-starting kit, or the leather cleaning supplies. Instead of putting the phallus in her pack, she tossed it on her bed, brought the pack over to her table, and emptied it out. She also unstrapped her tent from the bottom of the pack and set it aside.
I shouldn’t have let it get this nasty, and I really need to oil my belt. I’ve been lazy the last few months.
She took off her belt and set it on the table next to the contents of her pack and then pulled her dress off and tossed it over the chair next to the table.
I don’t want to stain that one. My ring doesn’t get rid of stains for some reason. I bet it’s because it pulled the dye out of clothes if it did. The dye isn’t really that different than a stain if you think about it.
She opened the cloth drawstring pouch that she kept her leather cleaning stuff in and took out her brushes along with a tin of grease that she used to protect that leather from moisture and keep it soft. She also took a ribbon from one of her belt pouches and tied her hair up into a tight ponytail to keep it from getting in the way.
After spreading the pack out on the table, she took the rough brush and, using short quick strokes, started to clean the dust and other grime from her pack. She actually enjoyed cleaning things and ended up humming a tune she’d learned back in Fishport while she shook her rear along with the rhythm. She started with the rain cover and moved on to the upper straps before working on the lower straps and finally the main body of the pack. When she was about halfway done, the door opened.
“So that’s what you’re doing,” Elaine said.
She walked into the room and closed the door behind her.
“Yeah, it was nasty,” Anna replied.
“I should probably do that too before it gets worse,” Elaine said.
She came over to the table and looked over Anna’ shoulder at her progress.
“How do you keep your tits from getting into everything?” Elaine asked.
“I don’t,” Anna replied.
They had been rubbing against the table and her pack the whole time and were covered in greasy grime. This sort of thing happened all the time. She had smudged drawings, knocked over ink wells, dunked them in soup bowls, and she even cleared her whole meal off the table with them once.
Big boobs are annoying sometimes.
“Mind if I go get mine so I can join you?” Elaine asked.
“That’d be great!” Anna replied.
Elaine grinned and then left her room. Anna kept cleaning her pack and was almost finished when Elaine came back. Rose was with her as well. Both women had their packs with them. Rose grinned at her and then dropped her pack next to the door. She took off her belt, pulled her dress over her head, and went to set it on one of the dressers. Rose wasn’t wearing anything under her dress. She’d gone back to going without like Anna did since they got to the mountain, evidently comfortable enough around the dwarves.
“You know cleaning grease from these would be a pain,” Elaine said.
Anna looked back over her shoulder to see the necromancer taking off her binding and then shimming out of her lower underclothes and placing them next to her dress. A now nude Elaine stretched, putting her arms over her head and arching her back. Several loud pops came from her back and shoulders and she winced.
“Want me to rub your back again?” Anna asked.
“Oh, gods yes,” Elaine replied.
“Alright. Just come back to my room after we get washed,” Anna said.
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” Elaine replied
Anna went back to cleaning her pack, and when she finished, she stood up and turned to her friends.
“Table’s open,” she said.
“You go. I don’t mind waiting,” Elaine said.
Anna took a rag that used to be one of her dresses, along with her tin of grease, and went to sit on the floor. Elaine walked over and sat next to her. She reached over and tried to brush the grime off Anna’s breasts. She merely smeared the sticky grime around some and ended up wiping her fingers off on Anna’s rag.
“I’m going to get washed after I finish anyway, so don’t worry about it,” Anna said.
“I think I’ll join you. A soak would be nice,” Elaine replied.
Anna nodded and then popped open the tin. She dipped the end of the rag into the grease and then started to rub it into the pack.
“You know, if you wanted a stronger toy, I could make one out of enchanted bone that should hold up,” Elaine said, sitting down next to her.
Anna stopped and looked over at her friend who had a serious look on her face.
“How could you make bone stronger than black steel?” Anna asked.
“I found a book on bone shaping that describes how!” Elaine replied excitedly.
“I guess I’d use it,” Anna said.
“You didn’t like it, did you?” Elaine asked.
“I liked it just fine. I mean, it felt great and all, but, well, it just wasn’t as good as I thought it’d be,” Anna replied.
“What did you think it was going to be like?” Elaine asked.
“Better than a cupcake,” Anna replied.