Mareyna hated to be sequestered in the palace of Primal Heart, center of the Hsien kingdoms. The palace was no real fortress and liberation was easy. It was getting out of the city that proved to be difficult. The hsien were powerful people and thus watched their borders more carefully than their inside.
Mareyna was a spunky young lady, with a pixie-like smile and attitude. She wore her hair short, spiky and unkempt, when her clothing was loose and common enough she can pass off as one of the strays that roamed the streets. She loved to hang out with the strays, running freely and having adventures when she could get away.
Her form beneath her tight pants and shirt would flatter the word "athletic". She had a tight, round ass that invigorated all who beheld it, it defied gravity and while having one of it's own. Her breasts were small, but pert and firm. Some of the other girls say she only wins races because the boys want to see her ass running.
The boys knew Mareyna was an agile runner, one that gave her opponents a consolation prize of her own. Despite her shorts stature, her legs were shapely and offered an inviting heart-shaped thigh gap. She was free-running across the rooftops, a carefree smile spread over her face as she showed off, taking impossible and acrobatic leaps from building to building. This infuriated Alastra and Monoi, who were not as agile.
Alastra was a long and slender beauty, a stark contrast to Mareyna. Her ebony hair flowed behind her in a top-knot ponytail. Alabaster skin practically glowed in the darkness, the soft slopes her body wrapped in practically a gossamer linen. She, coolly, followed after with a confidence and grace that exposed the predator within. She was the truly terrifying one on the team; using logical arguments and veiled threats, keeping the two from taking things too far.
Monoi, on the other hand, was an energetic young man. He was short, just a little taller than Mareyna. He worked whatever job he could get and despite his short stature and boyish face, he had thick muscle underneath soft, yet swarthy flesh.
He was broad-shouldered, thin-waisted and had a full, luscious rump. His thick legs launched him through the air. His powerful arms and hands caught and pulled his solid form around with ease.
He was never without a smile on his face and a musical laugh for all of his friends, his dark brown eyes had a sparkle to them that played to his youthful vigor. He enjoyed chasing after the two; they were his friends and they were desirable.
Alastra has felt him cop a feel one or twice, Mareyna truly teases him but her buttocks was palmed once in a race. None of the trio have awakened their totems, but the time is coming soon.
Mareyna knew the streets of Primal Heart like the best of the strays, taking her friendly pursuers on a roundabout and confusing path. Her ruse was not clever enough to fool Alastra "Girl, you are leading us back to the palace."
Monoi stopped, hanging off a windowsill one-handed, "The palace? I've never been there before... Are we allowed inside?" He knew of Mareyna's station, but never pressed her about it. He just liked to have fun with her, Alastra was cautious over the palace guards. The strays were not welcome in many of the more affluent parts of Primal Heart. Monoi began to fantasize about the food spread.
With the jig up, Mareyna led them in a more direct path to her secret entrance into the palace. She led them to the kitchen, where the staff fed the trio. The cooks were charmed by Monoi's enthusiastic appetite and good humor.
Alastra, on the other hand, made them nervous. The elegant beauty was cold, aloof and unapproachable except to her two companions. The three went off to the baths afterwards. Monoi was excited and nervous, he quickly disrobed, scrubbed and got into the hot baths. He wanted to be first, he needed to be. He hid his erect penis under the foamy water. He thought he was prepared for what he was about to see...
Each was the definitive picture of a different idea of perfection. Mareyna's perky attitude was apparent in her form; even relaxed her parts bounced but retained their form with each movement. She was a sculpted little hard body of a pixie dream girl.
Alastra had been hiding her figure from everyone. The slope of her teardrop ass drew attention from both Monoi and Mareyna, topped with apple-round breasts and small pale nipples. Her willowy form was all gentle curves that slid in and over each other, each movement promised a hidden treasure that would never be revealed.
Mareyna felt self-conscious of Alastra's elegance, watching the young lady ease herself down into the bath with pure poise and grace. One would think she was the princess and Mareyna the stray.
Mareyna looked over to Monoi and blushed as she saw the head of his prick peek out of the warm water. The steam and water made his supple, tanned skin glow and accentuated his muscular form. His boyish face, all smiles, doe-eyes and laughs, was the perfect contrast to his statuesque laborer's body.
He was everything one would ask for from male, youthful vigor. Mareyna thought his brother was desirable, until today. Monoi was only going to get more attractive with time, and began to eclipse his brother. The size of his cock and balls was impressive, each girl imagining the flesh was smooth and warm to the touch. Monoi blushed and sat up as he noticed his prick's head above the water. The heat of the room hid his blush, but they both saw.
The desire in the room was palpable, especially as they soaked. The steam and warmth brought out the glow in each of them, mixing with young hormones, they began to lower their inhibitions. Monoi inched closer to the two girls, they didn't seem to mind. Mareyna and Monoi joked, Alastra laughed. They were relaxed and comfortable, nothing was better in the world. Even Alastra could not see they had a visitor.
Fahrris stepped into the pool, no one had heard or seen him come in. His perfect form was naked, but he seemed far from vulnerable. All eyes were on him, they were stunned. It was inconceivable that a stranger could wander onto the palace grounds, let alone get into the baths.
It was less conceivable when he placed a hand on Alastra's shoulder. His grip was strong, but not painful. He stared right into her eyes as his hand slid up between her legs.
