Hilda's Misadventures (For Floozer)
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Tamara stood, and wrapped her arms around Hilda's shoulders, pulling her head into her chest, and holding her close. "I think this place gets to everyone who stays here too long. There have been times that I've actually found myself looking forward to Freya's games. Even now, I'm a little curious about this festival that's coming up."
The two finished bathing in silence, and soon enough morning had turned into afternoon. Hilda exited the baths feeling much better after ordeal with the lizard, and Tamara seemed to have recovered her spirits as well. "So, anything else you'd like to do?" she asked.
"Well, there are the gardens, and a public tap-house, if you want to grab something to eat," offered Tamara. "Being the personal property of the royalty does have some advantages... we can just tell them to put it on Eros' tab. Freya let me in on that little tidbit," she said, with a smirk.
The small group made their way across the villa to the local eatery. Unlike most of the buildings in the city that Hilda had seen, this place was actually constructed from wood, rather than stone, and had a distinct in-histaran feel to it. It soon became clear why. The hostess who greeted them was a kaithrit, and while she wore histaran clothing, she greeted them in galactic common. "Hello there, folks, three today?" she asked, looking the three of them over. As Hilda looked around, she noticed that most of the staff was made up of off-worlders. Humans, ausar, galotian, and even a leithan, all moved about with practiced ease, as they served and bussed tables. A closer look revealed that about half the staff were wearing slave collars.
The hostess lead them to a table, and presented them with menus. To Hilda's surprise, while there were no pictured on the parchment, everything on the menu was something she recognized, prepared in ways that she was used to. Steaks, fish, poultry, and more all prepared in the same way they would be in any other diner in the galaxy. 'Told you you'd like this place," said Tamara. "The owner is a former slave from off world, who started it up to cater to others like him. Turns out, the histarans like it to," she finished with a grin.
In short order, the food arrived, and it was everything Hilda could have hoped for. A sizzling meat patty on a warm bun, covered in melted cheese and vegetable slices. The server, a leithan woman with a pair of enormous breasts that strained against the shirt she wore, smiled at them. "Enjoy." As she walked away, Hilda couldn't help but notice the way the tauric woman's tail swayed left and right, letting her nethers peek out from under it. And what nethers they were. A puffy, obviously well used vulva, and most impressive, a clit the size of a baseball.
Jacob looked dejected, clearly disappointed that he was being left out, but nodded all the same. And, sure enough, half an hour later they spotted the leithan woman exit the building through a small doorway in the back; her giant hips having to shimmy through.