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Chapter 5

They had been on the path back to the house for only a few moments before Brian began to slow down. He had never felt so utterly exhausted or been so completely drenched in his own sweat before. His shirt stuck to his skin like a second layer and his socks squelched in his shoes with each step. His stride had shortened until his pace was about the same speed as walking.

Janza had begun to draw away from him slowly at first, but now quicker. She had ushered him along, barely saying a word, her eyes intent on the horizon while her lips moved soundlessly. She might have been saying something, but he couldn’t make it out from where he was. Now though, he gasped out a single word, “Wait…” It wasn’t very loud, but Janza’s booming footsteps began to slow. Then she was standing absolutely still in the distance, her back to him.

Brian gasped in cool air, which still carried a hint of the ocean’s breeze. It burned his lungs with the crispness of it, but at the same time felt amazing. He slowed his attempt at jogging to just a slow walk. He had used every ounce of his energy to try and keep up with his sponsor’s swift steps, but now he was completely depleted. This was his first time feeling muscle fatigue like this, and he wasn’t quite sure if he loved it or hated it just yet.

Finally, Janza turned around to face him, but with a small smile on her face, “I’m sorry, honey, my mind wasn’t all right here.” She huffed out a breath before continuing, “I can pick you up so you can rest if you want?”

The suggestion sounded heavenly, “Yes, please. That would be wonderful.”

She took a step back towards him before stooping down and resting her paw in the dirt. Her movements were slow and deliberate, no longer hurried. Brian watched her hand come almost level with him. He reached up and grabbed her thumb to help balance as he pulled himself up. Janza carefully stood with him in her grasp and lifted him back to her shoulder. Once secure in the loop of thread, she set off at a more leisurely pace.

“Um, Janza, what was all that about,” Brian asked curiously.

“All what, sweetie?”

“You know,” Brian waved his hand back towards the beach, “Lauress.”

“Oh, that was nothing, Brian. Don’t worry your head about her.” It took everything Brian had to not gawk at her. “Besides,” she continued. “As I told you, the winter season is about to start and the beach is going to be much too cold to visit anymore. It will be nice and warm in the house though.” As he watched, the bear’s smile grew broader and he could’ve sworn her tongue ran over the front of her lips, but it happened so fast that he wasn’t entirely sure that he hadn’t imagined it. “There’s just so much fun things we can do in the house together, honey. I don’t think you’ll be bored.”

“Will it be too cold to go outside altogether?”

Something in his voice must’ve tipped Janza off, because she quickly replied, “Oh, no, Brian. You can go out whenever you want. Maybe we can even take a walk to the lake behind my house. It’s just that the sea breeze will get very cold and I don’t want you getting sick.”

Brian glanced behind him, back towards the beach, which was now a distant line on the horizon. He wasn’t satisfied with this at all, but he also felt like arguing with her at this point would be counter-productive. So he replied as nonchalant as he could muster, “Not a problem. I can’t stand being sick.”

She seemed happy with his answer, as she didn’t push the issue. Brian knew something was off about the whole scenario though. Janza obviously was hinting that he shouldn’t go back to the beach, but he wasn’t sure why. He knew earlier she had gotten upset when she had thought he might want a mouse sponsor, so perhaps Lauress was trying to seduce him so he would ask for her over Janza. He shook his head, the possibilities for the ‘why’ of things being too many for him to grasp. He didn’t know all the facts and he still barely understood this world. As the afternoon sun began to sink, he decided he would continue to seek answers. He loved solving problems, and with the right viewpoint, this was just another equation.

Satisfied, Brian mentally filed the whole event away and enjoyed the walk back to Janza’s corner of paradise.

-

The walk back had been brief, but very enjoyable. From his sponsor’s shoulder, Brian got a real feel to the landscape around him that he had missed when he had been closer to the ground. The landscape was rolling green hills in every direction he looked. Most of it appeared to be the same grassy plant, but in the distance he could make out a few trees that stretched their branches to the heavens. At one point, he thought he might’ve seen a patch of violet that had to be some kind of flower, but it had disappeared behind a hill quickly. He had made a mental note to check that out later.

Back at the house, Janza had walked up the steps quickly.

“Brian, sweetie, I hope you don’t mind me pointing this out, but you have worked up quite a…a musk, dear.” From her shoulder, Brian saw her wrinkle her nose slightly. “I think a wash might be in order for you.”

Brian could hardly argue with her on this one, “You’re absolutely right.” He hadn’t noticed it before, but a careful sniff brought scents he wasn’t very familiar with. He had occasionally sweated back home, but those were few and far between, usually on very hot days. He glanced down at his shirt, still stuck to his body and a revelation hit him. “Janza…I…Um…”

This time, her head turned very attentively, “What’s the matter, dear?”

“Janza, I only have one set of cloths,” he admitted. He hadn’t considered that he would have nothing else to wear for the day if he sweat so heavily in this outfit.

A light giggle came from Janza, catching him off-guard, “Only one set? I believe you’re in for a little surprise, Brian, sweetie.” Her paw came up and she held it against her shoulder. Brian carefully slipped out of the loop and scrambled onto her up-turned hand. She lowered him gently to the floor in a manner that he was adjusting to. “Why don’t you go back into your room and look in the wardrobe on the wall. Then come and meet me in the bathroom and we’ll get you acquainted with some hot water and soap.”

“Alright,” he agreed almost automatically as he stepped off of her paw. Then his brain took notice of what she said and he stopped himself mid-stride to his room. He turned around and looked up at the bear, who still was squatting down, “Janza… Meet you in the bathroom?”

Her bright blue eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, “Oh yes. I have to make sure you know how to use everything. Just place your dirty clothing in the bottom drawer of your cabinet… And hurry! I’ll be waiting.” She reached out with one paw and nudged him towards his room before standing and walking down the hall to her own.

Brian stood there, uncertain of what was going on. In his mind, he pictured Janza in a shower, completely nude. Except when he imagined it, he was her height. He shook his head, trying to bring his rational mind back on-board. Suddenly she towered over him in the shower, still nude. Large droplets of water splashed around him as he stared upwards at her two large mounds and at the cavern that was…

His hands came up and he slapped his cheeks to break himself out of his fantasy world. She was only going to give him an orientation. That was it. He quickly walked into the room that was his, finding it slightly awkward to move with a stiff dick pressing against one’s pants.

Inside his room, he stripped. His shirt clung to his body in a way that made him struggle with just sliding it off his head and arms. The shoes, socks, and pants came off next. He gathered them all up in his arms and began the trek to his wardrobe. Coming from Earth, it felt so strange to be in a room so large with everything so far away. Normally he could just roll out of bed and he would be standing right next to his closet. Now, in just his underwear, he walked to the wooden-looking wardrobe. The piece of furniture looked fairly normal. It had two doors, shaped like a barn entrance carved into the front.

Brian pulled it open and was surprised to see a series of shelves housing what appeared to be almost exact replicas of his current clothing. On the right side, shelves held shirts and pants. On the left side, only socks and underwear. One shelf near the bottom held rows of shoes. For a moment, Brian felt like it was all rather creepy instead of thoughtful or convenient. He shrugged that thought away quickly. They were taking care of him, that was all. He glanced at the very bottom and found a large drawer. Remembering what Janza had instructed him to do, he pulled it open and dropped his armload of dirty clothing in. Before closing it, he peeled his underwear off and added it to the collection. He pushed the drawer closed and was about to look for a towel when he heard a very loud sound.

To him, it sounded like a ball getting sucked into a vacuum tube barely large enough for it. Brian paused, then reached down for the bottom drawer. It pulled open without any resistance. Inside, where moments before a pile of clothing had lain, was absolutely nothing.

Absolutely naked, Brian got to his knees and reached his hands into the drawer, feeling around. There were no tubes or open spaces. To his searching hands, it felt like a completely normal drawer with a smooth rectangular shape. He didn’t even feel anything like a groove or a slight depression where something might open. It felt like a solid piece. Mystified, Brian closed the drawer again. There was no sound this time. For good measure, he opened it once more. He reached up and grabbed a pair of socks, then threw them into the drawer. He closed it and the sound came once again. Brian felt like a child opening a present on Christmas day when he opened the drawer and it was empty.

He shook his head and got back to his feet. He suddenly had the distinct impression that he was always going to have a sense of wonder here with the technology they employed. It was just beyond his current level of comprehension.

Finally, Brian’s mind brought itself back to the task at hand. Towels rested on the very top shelves of the wardrobe and he grabbed one. They were large and very fluffy, almost more like a bathrobe than a towel. He draped it around his body, covering his nakedness. With that done, he closed the wardrobe and started to walk out to the bathroom. Just for the sake of curiosity, he began to count in seconds to see how long it would take him.

240 seconds later, he was at the door. Janza’s door at the end of the hallway was closed, meaning she might still be cleaning herself up or changing. Brian shrugged and slipped inside the bathroom.

He wasn’t quite sure what he had expected, but what sprawled out before him wasn’t even close to anything his mind could have conjured.

Immediately to his right, against the wall, was a toilet that looked a little big for him, but would probably get the job done. Left of that was a sink, complete with a little footstool for him to step on. That was the normal side. On the opposite wall was a giant sink, but instead of a toilet like the one he was used to seeing, there was a large depression in the bathroom. It had to be about ten feet deep, he guessed, and it looked like it was a giant pool. There was just one problem with that description though. Brian’s analytical mind quickly took note of the fact that above this ‘pool’ was a very large lever jutting out of the wall. Next to it was a length of fabric that resembled toilet paper, but he couldn’t see the roll it came off of. These two oddities quickly computed into one undeniable fact. The ‘pool’ was, in fact, a very large toilet of sorts. Brian almost wanted to walk over and study the design, but he wasn’t sure it was the safest idea in the world to fall in a giant toilet. He didn’t think that Janza would accidently flush him, but he did think the ledge might be a ways from the water and he wouldn’t be able to just climb back out.

While that covered the side walls of the bathroom, the back of the bathroom space was completely different from the rest of the room. There was no shower stall or oversized tub with a spigot. Instead, there was a wonder to behold. The tiled floor of the bathroom stopped at one point and some kind of gray rock continued past it. It looked like the man-made (or animal-made, Brian’s mind interjected) just ended and the natural began. The space opened up into a large circular chamber, all looking like one of the underground caverns he had taken a tour of back home, complete with a couple of stalactites and stalagmites. Brian wasn’t entirely sure if the stone cavern had always been here and they had discovered it when building Janza’s home, or if the space had been designed to look this way, but either way, it looked magnificent. Where the bathroom tile ended, the rock sloped downwards gently for a short distance before it leveled out again. Brian, in all his logical mindset, couldn’t even begin to find an adequate word to describe the set-up.

From the ceiling, there hung a series of aqueducts. Steaming hot water flowed down out of a crack in the center of the ceiling into the first of these wooden-looking structures. From what he could see, the flow of water split into two paths, water pouring from the first structure into two similar ones that ran on the left and right sides of the ceiling. From here, the water poured out of three openings down in torrential flows of water. All this water fell into one gargantuan reservoir of water in the center of the back of the bathroom, pouring off steam and giving the back ‘cavern’ space a light mist, like one would expect in a steam room. From what Brian could see, the central reservoir had literal rivers of water flowing out of it, forming smaller lakes and pools around it. The water then seemed to flow into small trenches in the corner of the bathroom and disappear out of sight. The waterfalls thrummed with a crashing sound even from this distance. Brian wasn’t sure if he was looking at a bathtub for Janza or some kind of water amusement park. The lakes and pools looked like they were his size, but the center part… He felt like he was staring into part of an ocean. It was all lit by some kind of relaxing ambient light.

Brian suddenly had an appreciation for the size of the people of Tor. To him, it was a body of water he could drown in. To Janza, it was probably a small hot spring that she could soak in and wash herself of the dirt that probably built up in her fur.

“Impressive, isn’t it,” her warm voice drifted overhead.

Brian whirled around, almost losing his grip on his towel in the process. The bear stood in the doorway of the bathroom, casually leaning on the frame. She must’ve done the exact same thing he had, because she wasn’t wearing her outfit from earlier. Instead, she had a very large white towel wrapped around her body, from her knees up to her bosom. In addition, she had a towel wrapped around her head, making it look like she was wearing a white beehive as headgear. Only a single light blond strand of hair hung freely from the head towel wrap.

Brian hadn’t even felt any vibrations of her walking up. He turned to look back into the bathroom and nodded, “This…This is something else.” He spoke a little louder than normal, mostly to make sure he was heard over the background noise of the waterfall.

“It’s my own little corner of paradise. A place to get away and let all the stress and worries slid right off my shoulders.”

Brian could see why, “This all looks so amazing, Janza. It’s so inviting too.”

“Come on then, let’s get in, honey,” her voice prompted.

Before he could even consider protesting the idea of a communal bath, her paws had slid around his body and scooped him up. Brian clung on for dear life at the sudden grab. He wasn’t sure he liked being moved this way, but it wasn’t like he could really argue with his sponsor at this point. She took a few steps and she was on the edge of the hot spring.

“Do you know how to swim, Brian?”

He very carefully moved his head up and down, not trusting himself to open his mouth at the moment. The grab-and-go had left his stomach slightly queasy. That was the only one thing his parents had ever done for him. Swimming lessons. It had only been one summer when he was eleven though. It hadn’t lasted that long, but he at least felt fairly confident in his ability to stay afloat.

“Good. I’m going to set you down near the edge of the tub then get into the water. You can join me whenever you’re ready.”

Maybe she had sensed that her quick grab had been a little too much, because this time she set him down very slowly, opening her hands up near the stone floor to let him slip out. Once Brian had touched the solid rock, he felt a lot better. He took a moment to regain his composure, ensuring that whatever contents remained in his stomach didn’t come up. There was the sound of something splashing. While Brian’s stomach wasn’t certain, his body still was. He quickly glanced up and gained his bearings.

Janza had placed him on the edge of the main body of water. The water itself was semi-translucent, but had a greenish hue to it. In the distant waters, Brian saw that Janza’s head was all that stayed above the depths. On the other side of the ocean were the piled remains of the two towels she had just been wearing. Brian glanced into the water where her naked body should be, but the greenish hue and his angle took away any visibility. Nonetheless, his imagination filled in any blanks he had very happily.

Janza glanced over at him and a smile spread on her face. Her head bounced up and down in the water and began to move closer. As she glided towards him, he watched, spellbound, as her shoulders breached the water, sending waves of white water in every direction. Moments later, they would sink into the depths again, only to rise once more. It was like watching a sea monster approach. As she came up for the third time, the water in front of her shoulders stirred and began to drain off of two curves. The shapes barely arose out of the waters before they sunk back under, but it was enough to make Brian’s breath catch in his throat.

Finally, she arrived near his side of the bath. Carefully, her arms rose out of the water, sending a heavy spray of water and mist on Brian. He wiped his eyes and watched as both her arms settled onto the edge, right in front of him. The fur was matted against her body, creating odd swirling patterns. It gave the whole scene an almost mystical sense.

“Welcome to my cleansing waters, Brian,” she said warmly, her voice sounding slightly thicker than her usual tone. The background sound of water crashing down might have added to it, but he couldn’t be sure. “Anytime you want, you can come in here and rejuvenate yourself while removing any of the impurities off your body.”

“Cleansing…waters…” His voice trailed off. “So this is like your version of a bathtub?”

Janza’s head drew back slightly and lilted to the right, “What use is a tub in bathing, Brian?”

“Oh, heh. Nevermind. It’s just something from my world.”

Her nose pulled closer, “Your world is so unusual. Why don’t you strip and join me in the water? I would love to hear more about your home world.”

Brian blanched, feeling the color drain from his face despite the heat in the air. “Oh…well. Alright.” He had no excuses at all this time. He was filthy and had already agreed to take a bath, so he couldn’t just back out now. Or was he just overthinking things again? “Janza, shouldn’t I get into one of the smaller pools instead of the big one? I mean, you could go under the water and you would lose me in there.” He tried to make a sound argument, but it sounded weak, even to his own ears.

Despite his pathetic attempt to not get naked with her, Janza didn’t point out what he was doing. Instead, she lifted one paw and tapped a finger against her chin lightly, as though considering his words. This made him feel even worse, because he knew that she knew. “Brian, when I’m not here, you should definitely use one of the smaller baths. While I’m in here though, you can join me, but only if you want to.” She added a slight stress on ‘want’. “Do you want to join me in here,” she asked, very innocuously. As she asked, she leaned closer to the edge, causing the downward slope of her breasts to push up out of the water slightly.

Brian gulped in air, like a drowning man coming out of the water. His body felt light and he was certain it wasn’t the external temperature around his body, though it was warm here. Her bountiful bosom formed half-moon shapes against the edge and he was only seeing the proverbial tip of the iceberg. That morning, if she had asked him, his answer would have been a resounding ‘no’. Some part of him, call it rational or call it timid, said that it was foolish to put himself in a situation where he would get an erection where Janza would easily notice. Worse, he wasn’t sure how she would react. She might tease him playfully about it in her endearing way and do absolutely nothing but let him take care of it on his own. Somehow, that terrified him to his core. She knew he found her attractive, but to receive confirmation that she didn’t think of him as anything more than just her ‘ward’ to take care of would break something deep inside. There was another part of him though. A part that felt quiet and weak, but pulsed with need. This voice had just started to find itself recently and it begged him to do it. This voice said that the leap of faith was necessary. He had to know. In order to know, he had to take the risk.

“I...I…” he stammered out. “I want to…” He felt the words stick again, like they wanted to come out, but just couldn’t. Oh god, his inner monologue wept, why can’t I get them out.

“Brian,” a very firm, but loving voice called. He looked up and found himself staring at Janza’s eyes. There were promises to those eyes. A promise of trust. “Just tell me what you really want.”

His voice found itself freed and it managed to whisper out, “I want to be with you.” Immediately, his hands went to his mouth, surprised at the sincerity that had leaked out.

The bright blue eyes lit with excitement, “Want me to look away while you take your towel off?” She hadn’t caught the meaning of his words, for which Brian felt a quiet relief.

“Uh, yes. If you don’t mind?”

“Of course not, sweetie. Once you’re in the water, let me know. I’ll have to slowly turn so the water doesn’t sweep you away.” With that, she pulled her arms back and sank to only her head visible. As she turned, Brian realized he didn’t need to see the rest of her under those murky depths. The mental image he had of her breasts swaying underwater was enough. Once he was sure she had settled in, he peeled back the towel and dropped it. It was already wet from the spray down he had received earlier. With that hindrance gone, he stepped forward carefully on the wet stone.

As his foot placed pressure on the rock, he was surprised to find it wasn’t very slippery. In fact, he felt like the stone gave excellent traction. In normal circumstances, he would have expected the surface to be slick and lead to his foot slipping around before getting a purchase. Somehow, the stone still felt smooth to his skin. This marvel added to his list of things in this world that he could appreciate; Brian walked to the edge of the bath. The drop was only five or six feet into the water, but it looked much more than that. The edge wasn’t quite a sheer drop, but it was steep enough to be intimidating. Below, the water seemed calm, with gentle wisps of steam rising here and there.

Brian found that small part of himself now and held on to it. He took a deep breath and stepped forward, about to take a small leap of faith. It was as his foot lifted that a doubt sprang up in his mind. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wondered if this really was a good idea. That single doubt was enough. His lower body’s forward momentum continued even though he had paused and he found himself suddenly staring at the ceiling. Any thoughts he might’ve had were obliterated when his head cracked against the stone and he slid into the waters, his body limp. The water rushed up to at him, surprising some part of his mind with how quickly it engulfed him. His mind completely disoriented, he tried to flail his arms to ensure his body didn’t cartwheel and lead him to face downwards, but the response was sluggish at best. He had a momentary image of sinking deeper into the water while Janza wasn’t watching and instantly began trying to kick for the surface. He breached the water’s surface, gasping in the muggy air. While it had been warm standing near the edge of the waters, it was nothing like being right on the surface. The steam rose all around him, making each breath feel difficult, like he was breathing through a mask. With all the heat, steam, and the way his head felt like it was spinning, he felt his head dip into the water repeatedly. He began to fight to stay afloat with everything he could muster, even trying to call to Janza, but water filled his mouth, causing an involuntary gag and coughing. The sounds of his hacking were muffled by the crashing waters all around. His body began to sink further and further as his attempts to stay above water grew more and more frantic.

As the median water level reached his nose, he felt the waters stir below. Something swelled from the depths and then he felt his kicking feet touch something solid. As he rose from the water like a messianic figure, he gasped in the heavy air and coughed hard and loud. Moments before, the air had felt heavy, but now it felt sweet. The solid object lifted higher and Brian’s legs gave out under him, most likely due to the lack of oxygen in his blood stream. As he curled up in a puddle of water, still coughing and desperately drawing breath, he saw that he lay in a giant bear palm. The disorientation passed and his head cleared slowly. The water drained from between Janza’s fingers as she leaned in close, her angelic eyes hovering over him with concern.

“Breath, just breath,” she said softly. A stray thought drifted through Brian’s mind in the midst of his recovery; her breath was surprisingly cool on his body. She kept talking, her voice quick despite its reassurances, “I didn’t hear you, so I turned around and just saw you start to sink out of sight. I was so scared. I didn’t mean for…I didn’t realize…I didn’t…”

Between one gasp and another, something slightly changed. If someone had asked Brian, he wouldn’t even begin to be able to explain how it happened. He took one deep breath and managed to get out a wheezy, “Stop.”

This one word brought Janza’s muzzle to a close.

Brian took three more deep breaths, starting to feel the heaviness of the air again, “You…saved me. I…I owe you…my life.”

“But I...!”

“Stop,” he said with finality, causing his head to spin once more. She did. “We could…try and place blame. You. Me. Doesn’t matter now. Thank you, Janza.” He coughed again and a little water dribbled out, but he felt better for it. “If you don’t mind though…maybe I can just wade in the water on your palm?”

“Of course, sweetie…” She smiled at him, relief obvious in her face. Even her hand seemed to relax around him, though he hadn’t noticed the tension held in her tendons until she released it. “I was so worried,” her voice trailed off as her eyes darted to the side.

Brian gave a slight chuckle, “Me too.” He slid himself up into a seated position carefully and rubbed her hand deliberately. He knew she still felt guilty, so he decided to prod her mind away from dwelling on the ‘might of happened’.

“I was afraid I might die before I got to see you in all your glory.”

Janza blinked and her pristine eyes focused back on him, “All my…my glory…?”

“Of course. It would be terrible to drown next to such a beautiful body without getting a chance to see it.” He waved his hand at her face and then down to her neckline, where it met water, concealing all that lay beneath.

For the first time that Brian could recount, Janza blushed and ducked her head down, “My body…is glorious?” For the briefest moment, Brian could swear that Janza looked less like a giantess and more like a person he might have met back on Earth.

“Of course it is,” he replied with all the conviction he had felt since he had met her.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes lifting back up to meet his. “That is truly the most beautiful thing anyone has ever told me.” The corner of her muzzle pulled upwards in a weak smile, confusing Brian. It looked a little sad instead of the shy joy he had thought would be there. In that moment of doubt, Brian felt the confidence that his change had given him drain out, like someone had pulled the plug.

“What…what do people normally say to you,” he managed to get out, the words somehow bitter in his mouth. He had meant to flatter her, but he had failed somehow.

Janza waved a paw in the air, “They mention how wide my hips are and how big my breasts are usually. You know, the normal things to notice about me.”

Brian looked down at his hands for a moment, “What about the way you smile and how it lights up the room and really makes your eyes glow with life?” It sounded cheesy. It sounded pathetic and far from any kind of Shakespearean brilliance or wit.

Janza stared, her mouth hanging slightly open in an ‘O’ shape. To Brian, all he could see was her luscious and full lips and the slight curve to her lower lip that gave her so much beautiful expression.

The bear took a moment to gather her thoughts, “No one has ever…ever! Complimented me for my smile.” She paused, “Does it really light up the room?”

“It does for me,” Brian said involuntarily.

His sponsor batted her eyes at him and then leaned her lips in close. She planted a kiss on him, only adding to the moisture already clinging to his body. “Thank you, honey. I shall treasure your words always.” There was a pause where neither said anything, staring at the other as water still poured down all around them. Somehow, between them was only a muted silence. Janza was the first to come back from where ever they both had gone, “Look at you.” She clicked her tongue, “You’re still a mess. I can smell that stink clinging to your body. We still need to give you a thorough washing.”

“Oh, right… Heh, I forgot about that.” Whatever change had been wrought earlier was lost. Something had changed inside Brian, but it was still small and fragile for the moment.

“I think I’m going to have to help you with your cleaning though. I can’t trust you to do it yourself after all.”

“Help me clean,” he repeated, confused.

Janza nodded slowly, a smile spreading wickedly across her face, showing some of her sharp teeth. “Oh yes. We need to have you all nice and really clean.” Her free hand lifted out of the water and reached towards her towels. In a moment, it withdrew with a block of white in her fingers. Soap. Of course they had soap in some form, Brian realized. Cleanliness would be essential to prevent the spread of disease and…Brian’s thoughts trailed off to nothing.

Janza had lifted her upper body out of the water, revealing a whirlpool of water in the chasm that was her cleavage. Each breast had risen and displaced water all around, leaving a hint of areola, but not actually showing the nipples. The bar of soap wasn’t moved towards the tiny human in her hands. Instead, the sponsor slid it in between those massive slopes. As Brian watched, Janza began to move the bar back and forth slowly. Then she moaned. At that moment, no amount of rational or scientific thought could dowse the fire burning in his loins. White bubbles formed on both sides of that crevice as the soap was dragged against her bosom’s interior. Then the bar of soap was lifted and placed back by her towels.

“Now, sweetie, it’s time to get you all nice and clean,” she said in a very motherly voice.

“Wh…what?”

Her answer came in the form of her palm moving just over her soapy cleavage. “In you go, Brian, honey.” Her palm began to gently turn sideways, towards her body. The wet palm was a slick surface and Brian couldn’t have gained any purchase, even if he had had the time to review his situation. As it was, he slid off so quickly that he had little time to consider any options. He slid on to her right breast, just barely where the surface curved into the soapy cleavage crevice. His hands scrambled to grab onto the breast fur that was matted down to her flesh, but each set of strands slipped through his fingers. As he felt his feet slipping backwards, he felt his own erection slide through Janza’s slicked fur. It was like nothing he had ever felt before and he wondered if he might cum right there and then. As the light faded and walls of soaped up breasts grew closer together, Brian saw Janza’s muzzle peering down at him with that same smile. Before he could slip right through her cleavage into the hot waters below, the flesh on either side of him was pressed together tightly. The smell of wet fur mixed with soap as the breast fat swallowed him whole. There was no light, but he didn’t need it. The fur and flesh gave him enough space to have a bubble of air around his body, like a pocket formed of her breasts. He was held in the womb of her bosom and his dick throbbed. He wondered if this was what sex would be like. Then as Janza began to rub her breasts back and forth over his body, he stopped wondering. There apparently wasn’t enough blood in the body to think these fascinating questions and maintain the erection he was thrusting with.

Time lost any meaning. His hips thrust into Janza’s slicked flesh of their own accord. Somewhere along the line, his own sperm mixed with soap on the bear’s fur. It wasn’t until later that he felt embarrassment about his actions, but in that endless moment, there was only a devotion of focus to the pleasure her body wrought upon his. The flesh parted around him, like he was laying between two giant aerobics balls. They squished and gave way, rolling back and forth over him. He could have been moving upwards or downwards or sideways, but without any visual reference point, he had no idea. It felt like all of Janza was taking all of him inside her. It was literally breathtaking.

When the world stopped moving, Brian was utterly spent. Two probing claws slipped through the top of her cleavage, breaking his incarceration in her flesh and letting in bright light. The fingers hooked themselves under his body and lifted him out.

“There you go, sweetie. Now I know you’re clean.” Her voice rolled over him, but he didn’t have the energy to respond.

His mind began to pick up the pieces and sort itself out. They had been together less than a single day. In that time, he had hesitated to take any action towards Janza that might be misconstrued, but she politely persisted. She had shown him that the world of Tor was vastly different from the one he had come from, where such sexually forward actions might be looked down upon. And now, she had shown him just how pleasurable the viewpoint held firmly by the people of Tor was. Brian glanced down, his head only having to turn slightly in her grip. Janza’s mighty bosom was sinking slowly back into the waters, like some sort of mythical Lady of the Lake. She had delivered to him Excalibur and was now returning to her watery home. Except that he was no Arthur and his ‘Excalibur’ had never known such pleasure was even possible. This was on a whole different level from masturbation.

As the waters once again cloaked her bust, Brian could only hope this wasn’t just a one-time occurrence. He wasn’t sure he could live knowing that such pleasure was possible, but denied to him from here on out. He internally resolved that he would learn everything he could about Tor and its inhabitants. He resolved to find out how to flirt with Janza.

The thought of it was still foreign to his educated, but not worldly mind. Yet he didn’t shrink from the thought. He embraced it. She might be huge and he small, but obviously she could pleasure him. He only hoped that he could figure out some way to pleasure her in turn.