Elena, Klarrie and Lizzie girl's night (Patreon)

That was a long day for Elena.

After fixing the ditches of a castle in Mantigore with an Otyugh infestation, she was so impregnated with the rancid smell of those abominations she could very well be taken as one. She had to rub the soap on her skin as hard as she could to get rid of the smell and even after everything all she achieved was a "neutral" soap smell.

Once she arrived at the inn, she found the other girls at the lounge, drinking while laughing about some task they just completed.

"And remember what the troll said?" Lizzie was recalling, she was the group's thief, a smart goblin with quick hands. "He thought we were his daughters and came back to check on him!"

"It was a bit messed up the way you laughed at him" Klarrie comented with some disaproval on her voice. "Damn, you really have to control yourself in these situations. We just needed to give him the eviction notice from that bridge".

She looked at them socializing. They didn't notice her yet since she was using her hat, but Elena was pondering why she get the worst jobs? They could try cleaning a castle's ditch full of eldritch horrors sometimes while she gets the easy tasks, like evicting homeless depressed trolls out of bridges...

They noticed her and signal to come meet them. When she sit at their table, Klarrie served her some beer. They kept talking amongst themselves while Elena was lost in thoughts, sipping at the beer until she was done with her jug.

Klarrie served her again, pouring a generous amount.

"Why am I the only one drinking?" Elena asked.

"We're wayyyyy ahead of you" Klarrie explained. "Plus, it seems you need to take it easy. How about we head up to our room? The Crimson Claw group is looking at us since they arrived".

"Ugh, better we just head up" Lizzie stand up from her chair, taking a beer on one hand. "I believe their priest finally realized that I sold fake bounds to him as investment, but he's not sure if I did it on purpouse or if I didn't know it either. Act dumb when you guys walk".

After assisting Lizzie covering up for her crimes once again, they entered thye shared room. It was suposed to be temporary, but they were on that city for a month already since the dungeon jobs were dry during winter. Elena threw herself on her bed, staring at the ceiling.

Then she heard someone opening a chest. The tinkling noises caught Elena's attention.

It was "that" chest.

"Woowww! Look how many toys Elena has been hiding from us!" Lizzie presented her biggest one, a green toy with a strap. She shaked it on the air as if it was a piece of meat. "Where did you find this, Elena?"

"Nooooo! Take it back!" Elena jumped at her, but her desperation wasn't a match to a goblin's agility.

Lizzie kept dodging Elena while Klarrie laughed at them, sipping at the beer. They only stoped when she pinned down the goblin against the matress, holding her wrists firmly on place on top of her.

When Elena locked eyes with Lizzie, it was as she realized the homoerotic aura surrounding them. She blushed profusely and took the toy out of her hand, holding it against her chest as it was a stuffed animal (a wild scene to imagine, but it actually hapened).

While a lot of conflicting feelings were emerging on her mind, Lizzie looked at her maliciously - surely a lot of ideas to tease her just popped off her mind, but the one she picked to use that moment was a question:

"Hey Elena, isn't it boring having these kinds of toys if you don't have anyone to share with you?"

Klarrie perked up at hearing that, her fox instincts matching Lizzie's wavelength. She approached Elena softly, gently holding her shoulders and whispering.

"Oh yeah. How could you hide these things from your own teammates?" Klarrie made Elena's neck shiver while her hands slowly removed her dress. "I think a punishment is in order, right Lizzie?"

Lizzie took the toy out of the hands of Elena, strapping herself with it as it was a Belt of Giant Strength +6.

Elena's breasts now were exposed and being massaged by Klarrie. She tried to supress her moans as the foxian kept the massage and Lizzie positioned on front of her, kissing her neck.

The gay energy was reaching critical levels! If she didn't stop it now, her adventure group would start develop unprofessional feelings and...

When Klarrie reached her... back end, her moans could not be supressed anymore. By the sounds she made, that inn could very well be a brothel.

"Ah, so here's your weakspot ♥"

And that was the start of a very, very, VERY long and unprofessional night.

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As Sonic said once:These bitches gay!Good for them! Good for them!

A really fun scene to draw! I did an additional variation involving a "special concoction" if you catch my drift ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) alchemy is such an useful stat in fantasy settings!