What Do You Mean All Dungeons Are Girls!!!?

Chapter LVI Umeko's Night/Illia and Ari

Umeko stared at the wet spot on the bed. The very bed Arlie had given her to use for the night. The large stain rested exactly where she had been before she had gotten up to use the bathroom. Now she knew why she had woken up cold earlier. Apparently, she had peed her bed, like a little girl. Her skin flushed with embarrassment as she realized what she had done. She hadnt wet the bed since she was a small boy, and her first impulse on seeing it was the same as back then. To hide the evidence, but her more adult mind stopped her from doing that. She needed to get this cleaned up, and as embarrassing as it was going to be that meant disturbing the lovebirds in the other room. Reason being that she didnt know where the spare bedding was or where Arlie did her laundry.

Turning around she took her first tentative steps towards the door, while her emotions warred with her decision. She found herself feeling like a little boy again, and the reminders werent pleasant. Mostly due to the specific circumstances they reminded her. Exiting the room she quietly made her way to Arlies door. Behind it, she could still hear lewd sounds, but they seemed a little quieter than earlier. Drawing close to the door she reached for the knob and froze. Umeko already knew what was happening beyond that door, and she already accepted that Arlie was a very powerful goddess. As a result, she found herself hesitating to open the door, fearful of disturbing her sexy time with her wives. Her mind connected the conflicting emotions she was feeling with ones she had felt as a child after doing something she knew was wrong.

Before she could resolve her feelings and move forward the door opened on its own, and she was pulled into the room. While she had been standing there trying to work up the resolve to open it or knock the trio had evidently finished making love. Arlie was now sitting on the edge of the bed wearing only a thin strip of cloth around her breasts, and a pair of panties. The other two were lying behind her and regarded her with a curious look. Standing here before her patron goddess having just wet her bed felt awkward to her, but she was finally working through her feelings. She was through the first hurdle by being here, and she resolved herself to ask, just as Arlie spoke to her.

Can you tell me what has you so distressed? asked Arlie. Not sure where to look, she stared at her feet, and replied, I, uh, wet my bed.

Arlie moved forward, and lifted her head, replying, Is that all little one? No reason to be all distressed about something perfectly normal.

She scrunched her face up confused, and began to ask, Um ...

Arlie interrupted her, I know you are an adult, but remember your form has changed recently. Like a kid you just need some potty training. Trust me as a shapeshifter I can tell you from personal experience that changing shape leads to needing to relearn basic things like potty training. If it makes you feel better it will go faster and easier since you have already been through the process once.

To be honest, that didnt make her feel better at all, and while rationally she understood. That didnt mean that she could emotionally accept the fact. Her previous experience as a paladin helped her a bit with schooling her conflicting emotional state. Flushed a bit, she simply shook her head.

Arlie gently looked her in the face, and said, Now lets go clean up that mess, little one.

A part of her bristled at what Arlie just called her, but she held her tongue. Goddesses were powerful beings, and it was best not to make a deal out of what was effectively a minor issue. Her mind suddenly focusing on the phrase realizing this was the third time she had been called that. That also meant it was a bit late to start protesting, even if the first time she had been too tired to care, and the second emotionally distressed over something else. Focusing on what she was called, Umeko barely registered what she said, nor did she register the brief exchange Arlie had with her twin bondmates.

Arlie led her back to her room, but contrary to her plan Umeko wasnt the one cleaning her mess. Before she could even say a thing, Arlie had stripped the old bedding and cast a spell on the wet part of the bed. A mystical light spread over the mattress, and the stain shrank and vanished. Seeing it happen, she protested, Shouldnt I be the one cleaning up my own mess!!?

Arlie gave her a gentle look and said Maybe next time little one. Here is the spare bedding. Ill let you make the bed. Handing over some bedding she materialized from nowhere, she then promptly left the room with the soiled bedding. Umeko stood there for a moment, and then muttered, She is treating me like a child.

As much as being treated as a child bothered her, she decided not to make a big deal of it. Well at least to Arlies face. Instead, she began to vent these new frustrations to the empty air while she remade the bed. The bedding was a little different in design to what she normally dealt with, but she had no trouble figuring it out. The bottom piece used a series of ties, and wooden pegs to keep it in place. As for the mattress, her analyze spell told her it was stuffed with feathers, but the spell couldnt tell her from what. It couldnt tell her what material the bedding was made from either.

She had just finished making the bed when her door opened. Umeko looked towards the door to see that Arlie was standing there. Still wearing the same outfit she was in earlier. The bedding was gone from her arms though. I was just checking to see if you were alright. Ill see you in the morning, said Arlie. 

Umeko wished her a good night and watched her leave. She crawled into the bed and quickly drifted back to sleep.

Illia stared at herself in the mirror. At the moment she was currently naked having only recently gotten out of the bath. Her focus was on her prominent baby bump. Her belly had swollen a fair amount over the last few months. She was actually pregnant with her fathers child. That was something she never would have considered before Ari bit her and linked her into the Swarm hivemind. With all those other minds constantly linked to hers, many of her old concerns seemed silly to her. Speaking of the other minds there were so many now that they created a constant background noise for her. She actually had to focus on someone to discern their thoughts.

Honestly, she was glad that she wasnt a queen. She had no idea how they dealt with all of that noise, but somehow they did. Most of the noise she heard came from all the nests in the town. Every brothel and inn in the town now concealed a nest. On the surface, only girls like her, and infiltrators really interacted with the townsfolk. There were a few other men like her father in the swarm, but they didnt interact with the townsfolk as much. Her focus shifted back to the mirror and began to brush out her long red hair. Her gaze, however, had shifted from her swollen belly to her modest breasts that had swelled up a size since she had gotten pregnant. It wasnt the only change as she had filled out her figure a bit more than she used to be. Part of it was due to the fact that she was always well fed.

Done with her hair, she grabbed her inn uniform and got dressed. It hadnt changed much from before Ari had entered her life, and was still basically a long skirt, and a blouse. Nothing all that elaborate either, but that hadnt stopped the boys from hitting on her. Her recent pregnancy had changed things though. Most had stopped trying to flirt with her, and that was something she was glad for. Turning down so many had always been a pain. Although that didnt seem as annoying now. Especially after she had experienced Miliths life through the Swarms link with her. Milith had a wonderful childhood, but things took a very painful turn when she hit puberty. As she started undergoing something the Soleans call The Change  at the same time. Perfectly normal for the two events to coincide for Soleans. As for what the change was, well simply put it was similar to what mages experience when they unlock their magic for the first time. Only in her case far more intense. Thanks to that she intimately knew what it was like to collapse screaming in pain while discharging out of control magical lightning.

Suppressing the memory again, she left the room heading out to the front desk. On the way to the desk, she saw her mother passing by. Her belly also swollen with child. They didnt exchange any words, but only because they had no need to. Mother was kind enough to share the current state of the front room with her as they passed. Being able to communicate by thought was something that she had grown quite used to.

Entering the reception, and dining room she found the large room to be exactly as Mom had told her. The room was fairly busy today. A party of adventurers were at the central table. They were one of the more famous parties in the area. The leader of the party was the descendant of a famous hero, and he had awakened his heros blood. The man was a strapping hulk of a man over two meters in height. He was wearing enchanted plate armor, and strapped to his back was a greatsword and shield. Attached to his hip was another sword, and a brace of knives. He wasnt wearing his helm at the moment, and it was instead resting nearby on the table. His face was rugged in a handsome sort of way, and he had a couple of scars. His light green hair was short and well-trimmed, and his face was well shaved. His long pointed ears marked him as an elf. Not only was he a hero he was also the seventh prince of the Bluewood family which made him royalty. Although being the seventh prince also meant he was dead last in the line for the throne.

Given his status, it came as no surprise that the other three members of his party were women. The healer of his party was seated next to him. She was wearing some high-quality healer's robes. Her light green hair was kept in an elaborate braid, and her facial features were similar to those of the prince. She had a modest chest that left a small bulge in her white and silver robes. The girl was likely the only one in the party that didnt want in his pants, but given the way royalty is she could be wrong. As for who she is, that would be the Fifth Princess of the Bluewood Kingdom. She had apparently followed the prince out of the capital when he chose to become an adventurer.

On his other side of the prince trying to keep the local town girls away from him was the party mage. She was also an elf, but on the petite side. Her robes were also in need of some repair, and had a few tears. A couple of which were in rather unfortunate places, and the hasty repairs hadnt held up. Her aquamarine hair fell just past her shoulders and was kept in a pair of tails. Holding them up was a pair of ribbons. It also seemed that she cared more about keeping her rivals away then the fact that her small breasts were being flashed to onlookers almost every time she moved.

The last member of the party was also the only one who wasnt an elf. Rather instead she was an Arachne which also explained why she wasnt wearing anything. She wasnt sure which breed of Arachne she was, but she didnt appear to be a demonic breed. None of the Arachne breeds were particularly known for wearing clothes though. They didnt really need them, as their carapace actually protected them from the elements decently, and served as a reliable natural armor. The spider girl was actually the smallest member of the group, her eight spider legs were long and silver. She had a large spider abdomen that was covered with a silver and gold carapace. The upper half of her body looked human. Her breasts were on full display and didnt appear to be covered by her silver and gold carapace. Neither did her belly or her small pussy. Both of her arms were covered with carapace which gave the impression that she was wearing long gloves. Her hair was of a similar silver shade as her carapace, and fell loosely just past her shoulders. The girl had a cute round face, and several small gold eyes that regarded the room. Poking cutely out from one of her lips was a small white fang.

The spider girl seemed to be paying more attention to the swarmling waiting on their table than on the girls trying to get the princes attention. Overall it was a pretty normal scene for when a famous adventurer or royalty tried to pass through town. This was especially true in the case of a hero, and this party had two. The princess just hadnt fully awakened her blood yet, but she had heard the girl was close. So it came as no surprise that a few young boys were in the mix and trying to get her attention. Well at least around here that was the case. 

She headed for the table to help the other swarmling out. As it was kind of difficult to get them their meal with so many girls swarming the table. Looking around she felt they needed a few more hands up here to get things under control, and she began focusing on her link with Ari.

Ari had just finished a telepathic conversation with Milith when she sensed Illias mind reaching out to hers. She wasnt particularly busy, but she always found time for her favorite.

She stretched a bit and telepathically asked her what she needed. Illia responded by relating what was happening  She quickly learned of the two heroes in her inn, and the fact that every unattached young woman and man were in the inn trying to get their attention. She replied that she would help, and immediately called a couple of maids to come with her, and decided to make an appearance herself. First she needed to get dressed, as she wasnt wearing anything. Normally not a problem, but Humans and Elves had this thing about modesty.

She quickly chose a cute dress and threw it on before heading up to the main room. She arrived at the main room just as the maids she called for did, and things had escalated a bit. Fortunately, it was nothing crazy yet. Just a couple of girls having worked up the courage to attempt physical contact. Ari wasnt worried about the truly crazy happening, as she had already made sure that someone had locked away the alcohol. Now while the swarm could get a little crazy when presented with a strong mate, she had found that Humans and Elves under the influence of alcohol and in the presence of a hero took it to a completely different level. None of them had personally witnessed it, but they had heard enough stories from the guards of a certain town in the Bluewood kingdom that she didn;t want to take any chances.

As she was approaching the table she sensed something, and then the spider girl shifted her attention to watch her approach.