Warm Hospitality (Salos vs. Ms. Miranda)

Ms. Miranda smiled sweetly at Salos. "Come on, hun. Let's get you a room. You can even spend the night alone if you want to. Think of it as an apology."

Salos smiles at Ms.Miranda, “Maybe I could help you with the inn for tonight. You said you needed help and I still feel like I owe you.” Salos said his face a little red. He wanted to help Ms.Miranda out and he wanted to spend time with her.

"I'd like that, hun." Ms. Miranda said with a giggle as she spotted his blush. "How good are you cooking?"

“My sisters made me do the cooking and cleaning when I was younger. They made me their maid a lot.” Salos admits with a small sigh. “I do know a good amount of recipes.” He admitted with a little more confidence.

"That's good." Ms. Miranda replied. "That means I can put you to work in the kitchen and out of sight any midara that stop by."

“I can do whatever you want me to including wait tables.” Salos decided that if he was going to be around a Midara, then he should be able to have some fun.

"You sure?" Ms. Miranda asked him with concern. "This place is supposed to be a place where Midara can unwind. If one of them starts getting frisky with you, I won't save you."

“I understand. Heck maybe I don’t have to hide myself too much here and I could try to be a little girly here if that would be ok with you?” Salos asks her as if asking a mom.

"As long as you understand what you're getting into" Ms. Miranda reluctantly consented. She then hummed in thought. "I could lend you one of my dresses, but I think they might be a bit too big on you." For emphasis, she patted her generous bosom.

“I know a spell that could change my shape for a few hours. It was used on me a few times when I was younger. You would just have to help me with the dress and makeup.” Salos admitted despite that he didn’t like using too many of his sister’s spells.

The innkeeper blinked in surprise at that. "Well, I guess that solves that then." She stated before she took Salos by the hand and guided him to another room.

"You never know when an adventurer might come in a just ruin your outfit, you know? So its always good to have a couple of spares on hand just in case." Ms. Miranda explained as she opened a closet to reveal several identical copies of her current clothing.

Salos started to chant a few words as suddenly his shape changed. He know had tits as big as Ms. Miranda and a similar body shape to her. “What do you think?” He asked as the spell finished.

"You look lovely, hun." Ms. Miranda said softly. "Would you like some help getting dressed or would you prefer some privacy?"

“I could use some help getting ready if you don’t mind.” Salos asked her with a pleading look.

"Alright." Ms. Miranda said as she pulled out one of her outfits. "Do you need help undressing as well?" She teasingly asked Salos.

“Maybe a little” Salos says to Ms. Miranda meekly. He wanted to have as much fun with her as he can.

"Oh, alright, you little scamp." Ms. Miranda said with a laugh. The busty innkeeper got behind Salos and wrapped her arms around him; her bountiful bosom rubbed against his back as she reached for the bottom of his shirt.

Salos lets out a small girlish moan when he feels her breasts behind him. He enjoys being in her arms.

Slowly, Ms. Miranda raised his shirt. She pretended to struggle to get it up past his new curves, so she would have an excuse for her pressing her bosom harder against him.

Salos moans more as he feels her large breasts push into his back. Salos covers up as she removes the shirt.

"Hey now. You're the one that want me to help you, hun." Ms. Miranda whispered teasingly, her breath tickling the pyromancer's ear. The barkeep lifted his shirt over his head, but didn't pull it off; leaving his arms and head trapped in the fabric.

Salos moans a little as his head and arms are trapped. His new tits on display for the Midara to enjoy.

Ms. Miranda removed a hand from the shirt to pull Salos into a armed hug; allowing her to simultaneously grope his bare breast while she firmly rubbed her tits against his back.

Salos moans quite loudly, his first time getting his tits groped is quite an experience for him. Salos feel an erotic high in Ms. Miranda’s embrace.

"You like that, don't you, hun?" Ms. Miranda asked as she let go of his shirt; so, she could squeeze both of Salos' breasts at once.