Chapter 29: 5.1 p͏a͏t͏r͏e͏o͏n͏.c͏o͏m͏/S͏t͏r͏a͏t͏o͏t͏h͏r͏a͏x͏A͏f͏t͏e͏r͏D͏a͏r͏k͏
"Oh my gods Vivi! what have you done to the bathroom!"
A groan was all Ellaria got in the reply. She stood in the doorway, her eyes looking around the disaster scene that was their shared bathroom. Vivi was slumped in a heap in the middle of the shattered tile floor.
Flora appeared beside her.
"Wow, what has that crazy fox been doing all night long? Gosh!"
Vivi's low groans took on a slightly more aggrieved tone, but the fox girl was still too out of it to do much more than just lay in a puddle of her own juices and Fey's cum.
"This is going to come out of your pay Vivi. Godsdammit."
The fox girl made a slightly more panicked groan and tried to move but all she accomplished was to vaguely flop around on the ground like a beached fish.
"Forget her, she's out of it. Come on let's check on Fey, make sure she hasn't doubled in size during the night or whatever."
"Don't even joke about that," said Ellaria glaring at the floating gnome.
"Well, don't you want to check just in case?"
The elf pursed her lips but turned from the bathroom and strode across the shared common room to Fey's bedroom door. She brought up a fist and rapped on the door.
A whimper of pain came from inside.
The gnome and the elf exchanged glances.
"Are you okay Fey?"
"Yes... no, n-not really…"
Ellaria tried the door handle.
"It's locked dummy," said the gnome.
"How did you know it was locke-"
"Give me a second!" came Fey's voice, interrupting the elf.
Ellaria gave the gnome a suspicious look but the gnome preserved her look of perfect innocence.
From inside came the sound of awkward shuffling and a squeaking bed and then the clop clop of hooves meeting floorboards. The clops stuttered for a second as the occupant found her balance and then a sucked in breath from some apparent discomfort.
Ellaria raised an elegant elvish eyebrow at the door.
The sound of hooves, and above that the sound of Fey's morning wood slapping up against her barrel neared the door and then a bolt was rammed across. The door swung open revealing the shirtless centaur, slightly taller than the day before. She was clearly distressed, her hips shifting behind her.
"What's wrong Fey?"
"C-can you look? I c-can't see how bad it's gotten, but it's so tight!"
"Er sure? What are we looking at?"
The centaur bit her lip but turned around, her back half being displayed to the pair. Fey's balls came into view very quickly, mostly because they were significantly larger than they had been.
"Holy shit Fey, your balls look ready to blow!" said the gnome.
The centaur moved her legs nervously causing her testicles to swing around below her muff. The size of them, easily as big as a pair of cantaloupes, meant they had some serious mass and they swung heavily into her legs either side. Despite colliding with her legs they didn't change shape in the slightest, each ball strained taut and round and overly full, throbbing in time with the centaur's heartbeat.
"That does seem… problematic. Does it hurt Fey?"
"N-no, but the pressure, it's uncomfortable, sore."
"Seems like you've graduated from blue balls to purple balls. You know I could do something about this problem. As the most experienced in milking Fey I volunteer myself to take one for the band, to ensure we are all in top form."
"Flora this isn't just another opportunity to get yourself filled. She's our bandmate and she needs real actual help. I think now that we are in a town with mages who might know something on the subject we should look into getting help. It might be a really simple fix Fey, you could go back to normal today."
The gnome stuck out her tongue at the elf.
"Y-you think so?" said Fey.
"Nothings certain but I feel confident. We may as well make it the first thing we do today, I wouldn't be a good band captain if I just left you out to dry like this, come on."
The band minus Vivi gathered and clothed themselves. Fey had questions as to why the bathroom was obliterated and the fox girl passed out on the floor but neither of the others seemed to know anything, Flora very firmly stated she knew nothing of what happened and was entirely separate from any events that may or may not have happened at the scene of the incident.
They made their way back down to the lobby and out onto the street. Warm morning light bathed the paving.
Thankfully there weren't too many people around so Fey only had to deal with a few stunned glances or loose jaws pointed her way. Ellaria led them through town to the mages district, a small district made up of a minor magic school, several shops, and the town's Mages Guild. All of these buildings were several orders of magnitude more ornate and wealthy looking than the Adventurers Guild.
They walked into the Mages Guild with Ellaria in front. The inside was filled with rare dark hardwoods, pile woven rugs, and gilded paintings, an impressive display of wealth.
To the side of the entranceway was a white bearded old mage ensconced in a couch and smoking a long pipe. As he spotted Ellaria he smiled and nodded sagely and winked at her, his eyes moved onto the pink haired gnome floating behind her and his amiable expression turned to a frown and then his eyes followed onto Fey and the low down part of her that caught the eye. The mage choked on his pipe and had to beat a fist against his chest to clear his throat.
"See I told you mages don't like me," said Flora crossing her arms.
"I'm not sure it was you who that mage was reacting to murmured Ellaria in reply.
"Hmmph. And I'm sure that wink wasn't for you?"
"He was just being friendly to all of us."
"Whatever helps you sleep at night elfy."
Before they made it much further, and caused much more of a disturbance, a grey-haired bespectacled guild mage wearing heavy mage robes rushed up to them and held out his hands beseechingly.
"Please, please, how may I help such a dignified and noble elf such as yourself? The Mages Guild is at your service."
"Excellent, I'll cut to the point, I wish to have my centaur friend here checked for curses, blessings, afflictions, banes, hexes, charms or any kind of magical affliction whatsoever. Is that possible?"
The grey-haired mage blinked at her then peered at Fey from behind his thick glasses.
"Is there something of a problem? I don't see-"
Flora telekinetically pushed him slightly to the side, he stumbled in surprise then froze as he saw Fey's large horse dick throbbing beneath her barrel.
"Wha- what? Y-you can't bring that thing in here! That's obsene! Indecent!"
"Well, that's why we're here to get it fixed. My friend here used to be entirely female, now she is not and not in a, uh, small way."
The clearly flustered mage adjusted his glasses.
"This is most out of the ordinary."
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