All alone in her shop with nothing but an undead vampire head to company, Linkle often spent most of her time in her bath looking herself over in a tall mirror before and after taking a dip in her bathtub. Today was no different as she combed her hair and admired her own body–something she doesn't get to use much since her appearance was that of an older woman to most of the city.
Cupping her dainty breasts, she gave them a gentle squeeze before slowly moving down her bottom-heavy frame. Like butter her hands glided over her skin, that is until she reached her hips, almost twice as wide as her shoulders.
"Ughhh...Did I get fat?" Turning around to get a look at her ass, she pulled on her cheeks in opposing directions for a moment. As she let them go, they clashed against each other and bounced for about ten seconds with the sound of them clapping echoing in the bath. "Why the hell is my body so big down there and so small up here?!"
Reminded of her ass getting stuck between shelves, she glanced down at her breasts which seemed near non-existent. She wanted to be a mother someday once she no longer had to rely on dubious business, but when those days came, she wanted to have tender big breasts for her children.
"As if you'll ever find love, you idiot..." Talking to herself, she turned around and looked back into the mirror.
"That is...* Looking at her slender finger and the nails painted a night blue, she fluttered them in the air with a long and deep sigh. "Unless you could date your own fingers."
With a flick of her wrist, Linkle conjured a pair of clear phantom hands. Holding her fingers, they guided her to the bathtub and even helped her lower herself down. Then as she settled in the cold water, she leaned all the way back and turned the bath warm with her mana.
'Just a few more days, Linkle, and your debt will be gone.' Especially chatty to herself today, she closed her eyes and let herself wander into her own mind. 'You won't have to sell people's troubles to a devil to exploit anymore, just the gold should more than suffice. And once it's done, I can have her back...after so long...'
"Mhnmm..." Keeping her lips tightly sealed and her fingers gripping tight on the tub's frame, Linkle hastened the face of the slime rods pumping in and out and stretching her body. "Aghhh!"
Gritting her teeth again, she looked all the way up as the pistoning rods began pounding her ass at a constant pace. Soon enough the bathroom was filled with her muffled moans, the smell of her sweats, and the sound of yet another rod making her ass jiggle with spanks.
"Ahhh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Mhmmm~ Fucckkk~" Unable to hold her voice as she rubbed her clit violently in circles, Linkle was constantly squirting while barely holding her arch on her shaking legs.
Eventually, as they gave in and her mind was beyond empty, Linkle laid in the bath catching her breath and drinking some water–conjured, of course, with her magic. Mindlessly teasing her pussy still, the witch thought about nothing but her pleasure to drown her worries.
'What time is it?' She wondered after hours of playing with her own body. And despite the hefty amount of time spent in the bath, she didn't leave the bathroom without admiring her body in the mirror a little.
Turning around to get a look at her ass again, she scratched on a beauty mark before squeezing her butt and spanking it.
'I guess it's so bad after all...having a huge butt.' Leaving the bathroom with a satisfied smile, the witch was finally ready to take the next step on her journey, that is to say–plan the details of her deal with Raven and how she intends to make use of him to get the resources from the Arachne cave.
"One thing's for sure, I can't let him talk to that Mono girl alone," having already discussed his base plan to get Mono's help, she wanted to be present while he mediated a deal of mutual benefit between her and the new iron queen.