The Spire

The Spire
Part 3 – The Bathhouse
When he finally pulled himself off the ground he looked down he was still wearing his tunic but he was an absolute mess the tunic stuck to him because of the gooey vine juice, and he was absolutely covered in sweat. He felt very refreshed through and he was very tempted to provoke the plants again but they seemed to be more than satisfied for the time being, all the vines looked greener and all the flowers’ varying colors were more vivid and happy looking. He sighed and looked down at himself and decided that the bath would be a good place to go next. He grabbed his sword and put it back in its sheathe and decided to head down the corridor on the right because it was closer. The walk to the bathhouse was short and ended with just a large archway leading into a steam filled room where he could barely see. The sauna like qualities of the bathhouse felt good, he walked through the mist and before long he saw the large warm looking pool.
It was large enough for a swim completion and all around it stairs led down to the water, the top stair was dry and every few feet there was a large grouping of oils and soaps and things all neatly organized by color and size of their container. Also right by Sedari’s side was a rack with plushy towels on it and space to hang his sword and clothes, glad to finally slip out of the messy tunic and get the weight of his blade off of his hip he quickly stripped and hung up his clothes. He walked over to the bath water and started to wade in. The water felt like it almost immediately shifted in temperature to be the perfect water for Sedari. He happily strode in and just let the warm waters soak in and wash off the worst of the goo, he splashed his head underwater and brought it up running his hands through his hair. He looked down at his reflection. He smiled at himself, he already looked cleaner than he had been in months, his almost shoulder length sandy blond hair was now kind of held slicked back by the water, and his skin looked smooth and flawless. He admired his reflection for a few moments before he started to notice something.
All around the face in the water ripples had started to form, and after a few more moments the face itself started to rise out of the water, at first kind of transparent and still very much liquid, but as it rose to match Sedari’s height and shape it became more solid. Sedari just stopped stunned and stared at this new marvel of the magical spire with awe. He couldn’t help but be a bit narcissistic looking at his reflection and admiring it. Once the reflection seemed to be fully formed into a perfect clone of him it smiled back and actually spoke to Sedari’s even greater surprise “Well nice seeing me isn’t it?” It said a bit cheekily moving around the real Sedari. Sedari looked just under the water and blushed a bit seeing his own member on the reflection was already starting to become erect. The reflection followed Sedari’s gaze and gave an encouraging smirk, it then smoothly leaned back and grabbed one of the oils, a rose red vial. It popped the cork took a wiff and said “Well let me help me clean up, huh?”
Sedari just smiled thinking how nice it’d be to not have to labor at reaching all the spots on his back and such. The reflection started to pour the very flowery smelling oil over Sedari and very tenderly rub it in, its hands following the contours of Sedari’s body all the way to the hips, one hand briefly wrapped around Sedari’s member which at the touch jumped to a full erection while his other hand gently massaged Sedari’s ass, its fingers bringing the oil right up the hole a few times. It took the reflection a few minutes to finish cleaning Sedari finishing by rubbing a soap in his hair. To Sedari’s slight disappointment the reflection did nothing more erotic than its brief tease. “Ok, go ahead dunk under the water to get that out of your hair,” the reflection said with a smile.
Sedari nodded and did as told when he came back up a blink of an eye later the reflection was now in front of Sedari with its back to him. Sedari got over his surprise at the swiftness of the reflection immediately and found himself captivated by the reflection of his own ass. “Now you get to clean me, after all I’m dirty too.” Sedari smiled and went to grab an oil but before he could move the reflection reached behind itself and grabbed Sedari’s wrist pulling him right back up close. Sedari was now touching the reflection, and he realized they were facing one of the sides of the pool when the reflection then shot a devious smirk over its shoulder and bent down. It propped itself up with its hands on one of the levels of stairs and said, “oh no. I get clean a much better way.”
Sedari smiled to himself pressed his member right up to the reflection, it slid up between the cheeks and felt so smooth. Oddly enough it was like Sedari could feel what the reflection was feeling too, because he felt the sensation of his throbbing member sliding between his cheeks and gave a little shudder. He then leaned in a bit so he could reach around with his right hand and wrap around the reflection’s member, again it was as if he was in two places at once. He could feel the reflection’s cock in his hands but at the same time he could feel the sensation of a hand around his cock. The possibilities were too exciting he grabbed the reflection’s shoulder with his left hand to brace himself and slowly placed the head of his cock against the tight asshole of the reflection, all the while still getting the experience from the reflection’s end as well. Both sides felt great, a cock pressing against his boy cunt and his cock pressing hungrily at the entrance to a begging ass. He slowly forced his way in, both him and the reflection giving out a great long moan and he started to stroke the reflection’s member as well. All the sensations at once were overwhelming.
The hole was so tight and while it kind of felt like it was fighting him it also felt like it was sucking him right in, and at the same time he could feel the reflection’s perspective of a tight hole suddenly being stuffed more and more making him feel like a complete being like something had always been missing from that part of that body. When he finally hilted himself into the reflection they both again let out a loud moan of pleasure and both of them shot a spurt of pre. Sedari knew he wasn’t going to last long as he felt precum splash against his insides as if he was the reflection. He rested for a moment trying to take in all the excitement and then he tightened his bracing grip on the reflection’s shoulder and started to pump in and out.
Again him and the reflection let out loud moans and groans at the sensation and Sedari felt so great. He had a tight hole like the flower’s encouraging him to pump again and again and at the same time he felt the same sensation from the vines, just instead it was a feeling of warm throbbing flesh sliding in and out which felt so much more natural and so much more exciting. The reflection enjoyed a brief bout of their wonderful sexual experience as with every pump Sedari got rougher and faster, but again with each pump both the reflection and him shot out a spurt of pre. And as Sedari had predicted he couldn’t handle the overwhelming sensations long and he felt his balls quiver and tighten up and the force of his cum build up in his shaft, as well the member he had his hand gripped around seemed to be throbbing and swelling up too, and an instant later they both came hard. He thrust in deep feeling the hole take him and his cum, and also feeling his hard member batter its way in and release a deluge of warm sticky cum into himself. With a loud moan he let the quickly softening member slide out and the reflection exhaustedly turned around and sat on the stairs “Oh that WAS a good bath!” With that the reflection smiled and sunk back into the water becoming a normal reflection again. Sedari was breathing heavy, he gave himself a few minutes to relax again, letting shaking legs calm down before he slowly climbed out of the bath feeling cleaner than he ever had in his life and smelling like sweet flowers, a scent he noted smelt very girly. He up to the rack to grab a towel and to his great surprise his tunic and sword had vanished.
In place of the tunic was a set of tight looking white silk panties with a matching bra, white glossy slippers, black stockings, and a rather short looking white silk night gown that was obviously made for a girl around Sedari’s size. He blinked thinking there must be some mistake. He dried himself off with a towel and looked all around the room for his clothes and sword, but they were nowhere to be found. A bit angry he was about to storm up to the top of the spire to visit this L and explain that he wanted his clothes back, but he realized he couldn’t just go up naked so he begrudgingly went back to the rack and decided he’d have to wear the girl’s clothes up and use his appearance to further show his frustration, he had it all planned out, “Look at me! Does this look right?! No! What happened to my stuff!” was exactly what he’d say gesturing dramatically at his girly clothing. He sighed and grabbed the panties and slid them up his legs, to his great surprise they felt very delicate and gentle almost like they were made from a fluffy cloud and designed to just caress his skin with the soft whispers that silk always make. Blushing a bit he grabbed the bra and put it on to test how that felt. The bra obviously had no breasts to support but the material still felt very stimulating on his skin and out of curiosity he tried to clip it up and just see how it’d feel for a few moments.
It took him a long time to clip the bra, as he had never even seen what they really looked like a girl and had no idea how the hooks worked or how something so simple looking could be so complicated, but after a few minutes they clipped on and he looked down at his chest shocked at how wonderful the silky bra felt on his skin, convincing himself it’d further help his outrage about having to wear these clothes he decided it’d be ok to keep it on, so he grabbed the silk night gown and donned it. It slid over his head and rested on him perfectly, there were two strings that rested on his shoulder and the gown draped over his hips and fell about halfway to his knees, he was very surprised how amazing girl’s clothes felt, thinking to himself they’ve got it lucky he grabbed the black stocking and pulled them up, he had trouble getting them on too, they were skin tight, liked to fight a lot and his skin still being a bit damp didn’t help but when he finished he realized it did feel really nice having his legs squeezed by the stockings, it made him feel quite sexy, so he slipped his veiled feet into the white slippers and headed out to the main room and to the long staircase.