This choice: Accept a job at the tavern. • Go Back...Chapter #11Foxes Saloon by: Sellet   You swallow your pride and smile at Elias.
"Elias, you are right. I could use the work. How much would you pay me?"
"Ten copper is my typical rate for a night of service. But non-humans are a rarity here and often draw many curious patrons. So you will get ten plus four a night. In addition, of course any tips your grateful customers slip you are all yours."
"That sounds reasonable. You should know I've never been a serving girl before. I'm a bit worried about the reputation that comes with the job."
Elias nods.
"I understand and I won't lie to you. My tavern does offer bed services as well. However, no girl that works for me is expected to offer her body. It is a great way to earn even more, but I swear you will be kept safe by my guards. Just say the word, and they will throw out any man that mistreats you! As to your inexperience, the job is not hard. You should pick up most of it in less than an hour."
This allays your greatest fears. With no more objections, you agree to go with Elias. He tells you to talk to his girls if you have further concerns or need someone to vouch for his promises. The two of you travel further down the large street until you reach a wide and welcoming wooden abode. Sounds of laughter and smells of cooked meats reach you before you even come close to the huge doors. Outside a sign proclaims 'The Foxes Saloon'
You are able to enter easily enough after ducking your head. Once you lift it, the room is a sight to behold. It is a great hall filled with tables, long and small. The din from the crowd of people presses on your ears, impossible to distinguish any voice. Walking among the mostly male patrons are several girls wearing attractive short sleeve dresses that display a generous amount of cleavage. These must be your coworkers. You watch them go about. They deliver drink and food to, and strike up conversation with, the patrons. As you move toward a back room next to a stuffed bar, you try and pick up what is expected of them. You see an ugly man cup one girl's chest before slipping a coin in her dress. Her only response is to giggle while rubbing his shoulder. You are beginning to think staying may not be the best idea.
This room appears to be a staging area. There are two small tables with chairs arranged around them. Several hangers line the walls supporting aprons and mobcaps. A girl on the other side of the room with her back to you. She wears a dress similar to the ones you had already seen here. Her ruby hair runs down to her waist over long pointed ears.
"I'll leave you here. Feel free to look around and talk with anyone. I don't expect you to work tonight, but if you want to get started, just come find me. If you decide to leave, you are still welcome to stay a night."
Elias gives you a friendly pat on the arm before departing through another door. Still unsure what to do, you decide to speak with the girl who seems to be an elf. You trot around the table to face her. Her face is sharp and elegant with grey eyes that stay focused on your face. She is difficult to read, her voice smooth and emotionless.
"You are here to work?"
"Yes, I'm Teiss what is your name."
"I am Thelona. Here, I am called Tina. I recommend you also take a simple name. One that is easy remember and call."
The two of you chat for a while and decide that the name Betty suits you well. She seems friendly enough, just naturally reserved and cautious. From the sounds of it, your main job here will be to entertain the customers. Of course part of that is to bring them what they order, but many come here simply to enjoy the company of the girls. This brings a thought to your mind.
"So Elias really pays elves, centaur, and the others like us more than the other girls?"
Thelona blinks at you and raises an eyebrow.
"You do not know?"
"Know what?"
"I see you have very little experience with men, so I will be blunt. Men seek variety. They find the females of other species to be exotically enticing. As you are a centress in a human city in a human kigdom, you should expect a lot of attention. Innocent as you are, I must say this work may not suit you well."
Your face falls and shoulders droop. This news made you suddenly feel uneasy among your own people. Whenever you think you are the furthest you could be removed from your old life, something makes you feel even further away. While you are reflecting, Thelona moves to sit beside you and puts a small hand lightly on yours.
"I must apologize for my cold behavior Teiss. My heart has become hard these past years. I assumed there would be rivalry between us seeing as you are earthen and I am celestial. This place is not so bad."
"What does that mean? How am I earthen?"
"Don't worry about that. It is just foolish superstition I ought to be above. Be wary though. Many here are hostile towards people like us. There used to be a troll and lamia that worked together at this place. They watched out for each other, and I tried to be friendly with them. Old enmities, partially mine, kept us apart. I don't want to make that mistake again. I want us to be friends."
You sniffle a bit. She probably thought your slightly sad state was from her frigid reception. In truth, you like this woman. Speaking with Thelona is easy. She has admirable honesty and elegance. However, you could not tell her the real source of your anguish. Instead, you smile and nod at her.
"I would like that. Let's be friends."
She squeezes your hand and stands next to you.
"Come then. The time has come to clean the filth of the road from you. Your beauty will shine once we are done. Before that though, why are you clutching your hand so tightly?"
You reveal the coins still clutched in your fist. Thelona offers you a small purse that could be worn around your neck and sunk into your cleavage. She did this as both an apology for what she saw as rude behavior on her part, as well as a sign of your new friendship. After thanking her, the two of you make your way to a back room filled with steam. Shockingly, this building actually has a room dedicated to hot baths. Every bath you had ever taken before had always been in a cold river, this was very exciting. Then you realize what this means. You must unclothe for the first time since changing. Thelona explains how to extract boiling water from the enormous cauldron in the center of the room and advises you to let it stand a while so you will not burn yourself. You ask her for some privacy. She laughs airily while telling you this would be one of the few times you would be able to use this place without the other girls. She still agrees to wait outside.
You set your belt and sword against the wall, with your new purse resting under them. The largest wood basin is next to the hot water, allowing you to fill it with ease. Time to do this. Pulling your shirt over your head is easier the third time. There is also no trouble releasing the confines of your new bra. Convenient hooks line the wall allowing you to keep your clothes off the damp floor. Your skirt was a bit more of a challenge. The garment is one single piece with no way to simply step out of it. Instead, you need to pull it up and over your whole body. The enlarged organs on your chest make it quite a squeeze. At one point you feel as though you are lost in the tangles of an enormous blanket. It finally comes off with a rough thrust and for the first time, you are able to fully view the body you possess.
You are looking back as the skirt comes off. The swish of your tail against your bare legs new, but expected. The joints of your legs fascinate you. However, where your upper and lower body meet is the main point of interest. There is no clear delineation. the black hair runs partially up the small of your back, simply thinning out the higher it went. Your hips are relatively human, though they of course attach to your front legs where they ought to have attached to your only legs. Your smooth midriff ran down between them where it supported that part of a woman you had so longed for as a young man. Your vagina. You could not help but giggle as you ogled yourself. You posses the body of a woman you would have quite literally killed many men, just to be with. Hands move up and down the front of your body, fully familiarizing yourself with its features. Time to clean yourself before you get carried away.
The water is still hot, but not boiling, as you dip a hoof to test it. Stepping in carefully, you lower your self until you are submerged past your waist. You feel a release of tension you did not even know you had. The water is so nice against your skin, you sigh in contentment. Splashing a bit while pouring water over your head, you are soon completely soaked. A brush propped up on the side of the tub allows you to slowly scrub away all the dirt and debris that had accumulated from the forest. A feeling of renewal passes over that reminds you of first waking after Myra's blessing.
Once you have thoroughly scrubbed your front, you realize you are unable to reach back to completely clean yourself. You shyly call out to Thelona and ask if she would be able to help. She shook her head with a knowing sigh, telling you not to be embarrassed. She figured you might need help and already explained the normal bathing situation. You can not help flinching and gasping as she rubs her hands and brush over your strange tail and hindquarters. Why was she so willing to help you in all these ways? If doing this extra work bothered her, she did not let on. Once you are practically shining, you leave the basin. Thelona hands you a towel and uses one herself on your back without you even asking. She asks you what are your plans? Have you decided to leave in the morning? If you do stay, would you get to work tonight or wait a day? You had been thinking about this for a while and told her your decision.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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