119 – First Dinner

119 – First Dinner

"Oh, I should tell you about the things you can do. Ok, there are the standards: running, small obstacle courses, we could teach you the basics of sword fighting, throwing heavy things around, sparring. I would be more than welcome to join you or have a maid or another wife join you. I wouldn't pick Geta unless you like being pinned over and over again for an hour. She doesn't care that you're a mage; she says you just need to try harder and that she isn't even using any skills. This is true; she always glows a little, kind of like your natural look, whenever she uses a skill. But she has so much muscle and training and the hidden stats and size that it really isn't fair. But she is a great teacher if you ignore practical training where she once again just pins you, telling you to do better. And her workout routine is killer. I don't think anyone else can even try to copy it. Elora does parts of it with her, but paladins are just built difference for strength. Elora can outrun Geta and move faster in general, but Geta is just a wall. Unless she uses a skill, then she is a moving wall. Back to her routine. So she has these tight pants and tops that hug her. I don't know why she needs it to be so tight, but she does it. Now, she doesn't show that off to start; something silly about warming up. If she needs to get warm, she should just hug me or now you once we get that mana going right and warm right on up. But about an hour in she takes it off. Gorgeous little show if you can catch it. I tease her and say she should just finish it off naked with how tight that clothing is, but she insists on wearing it. Anyways. Her warmup. A light jog, throwing around my body weight in rocks, and then swinging around a sword for the remainder of the time," Shimmer says while I eat my dinner.

Somehow, she is able to eat in the middle of her story. I don't think I ever see her take a bite, but her plate is slowly clearing out. With her doing all the talking, my plate is clearing out a lot faster, and Aurora has a lot less to say this time around. This is partly due to my collar reinforcing the rules Aurora likely set at lunch.

"We get a little show of her stripping down to the tight clothing, then she does another run. This part we can all join in for, but that is it. Next she takes metal bars that must weigh twice or triple my weight, and I'm not a light woman here, and just starts pushing it up and down in different positions. She taught Elora and Vanya what it is exactly and they have both put on muscle and hit a lot harder. The best part is how good her muscles look after she starts. I swear they bugle out more. Oh, and she goes sooo slow. Always giving a good stretch at the end. Sweat is pouring off this girl, shining like a star in the night sky kind of sweat. Her muscles flex as she goes through her motions. From her calf to her neck, she hits every muscle. I know she would love to have one of your famous massages; we all would, honestly. But you should do her first. The amount of work that girl puts in deserves the reward, and do it on your own time, but it would be a great way to get to know that soft giant. Three hours is how long her entire routine takes, one hour of warmup, then two of the moving metal things around. Then she has her sparring training for at least another hour if not more. Then, she finally takes a bath. She always starts off in the cold one, just a few degrees away from freezing, I swear. You would never catch me in that desolate room shivering my tits off. Thirty minutes in there by herself, followed by thirty minutes in the sauna with me. Oh, if you ever want a normal bath, that is the middle one. Don't want you walking into the freeze she calls a bath on accident."

"Why does she do all that?" I ask. It seems a bit much when classes do most of the work.

"To build up her strength and endurance. Skills and classes help, but the higher your base is the more your class will grow the skill. If you work hard on what your class gives you, it becomes a cycle. You build up that part; the class gets better at that, letting you train it even more, letting the class build it up more. Like I said, she is a wall. She can swing a tree like a twig. Give her a normal great sword, and she'll swing it around like a short sword with all the weight and reach of a great sword. It's not something you want hitting you. When Elora and Geta fight, it's a game of dodge. Elora runs around trying to get Geta to be slow to a rotation while all Geta needs is one hit normally to put Elora on her ass. Same with Vanya, but she doesn't have quite the skill of Elora, so she can't get Geta to fall for her tricks yet. But Vanya is the fastest of our three warriors. If you ever get in a fight, get next to Geta. Her job will be to protect you until Vanya or Elora can get you to safety. Now, Elora and Vanya are great options if you can't get to Geta, but she is best. Any of us will defend you, just warriors have the skills to defend you. The mages we have are all about attacking."

"I think Mommy used spices to cook. The flavor wasn't overpowering or strange to me. It's just been a while since I haven't had bland mana food. It's not as good as when I was a kid, but better than the brothel."

"Yes, it is hard to beat the times when you're growing up. Everything is a wonder back then. Even normal things are as big as mountains, towering over you in wonder. Something new is always around the corner; so much to explore and so many plans. Growing up makes it harder and harder to find new wonders; the longer you live, the more you learn. What once towered over you can now be held in your hand, searched through a thousand times for every last detail. No nook or cranny left to find. Especially for the big girls like you and me. Though it is nice to have things smaller than you to hold in your arms and cuddle with. But when you're small, you can always count on the other person holding you tight in their warm embrace. But soon we'll have little ones to torture in our embrace," Shimmer says, somehow onto her desert with me.

A small chocolate cake. I would say slice, but I don't think this is just a slice. It doesn't look like a slice. We had it in the village. Not that we had it often, mainly just when a boy was announced and when I got my affinity. But I'm not sharing with a village, so maybe this is just a slice?

"Is this a slice, or do they make them this big?" I ask the talkative woman.

"Hmm? The cake? They make them like this, though if you go to a party and they make a full-size cake, this is about the amount you would get in a slice. So, your choice, really," Shimmer answers with a small shrug, finishing her last bite. "Ready to work out?"