Ylf knew there was something wrong with this place.

According to some maps she had bought from the residents of a small desert moon, this world was supposed to be home to a group of skilled gemcutters. The stories were that they were tall, lithe and beautiful people not unlike the Albinnja themselves. This, coupled with their rumored skills in the area of working with precious stones made Ylf wonder if perhaps the two races were distant relatives.

When she arrived, however, she found a few small settlements in the many forests that covered the planets surface. Nothing lived there. There were plenty of buildings, but no signs of sentient life. Ylf had continued her search until she found a large building in the center of a forest clearning. It was made from immense stones, intricately carved and arranged into some sort of inn. Perhaps this race of people were primitive, and had hidden from her?

Ylf disembarked from her ship, leaving it nearby but out of sight. She wandered towards the stone building, stepping through a tall doorway and into the darkness of its interior. It was surprisingly warm inside, and enough daylight leaked through so that the Albinnja could find her way around. The building was decorated with wooden furniture and a set of stairs leading further up into the inn.

"Hello?" She called out, hoping the inhabitants were a friendly sort.

The girls voice echoed off the walls, going deep down some of the hallways. In the back of the darkest spot of the Inn a creature lifted its head, red eyes glowing in the dark. "its about.....time...hehehehe" The eyes disapeared and the room went silent once more. "come in my dear and have a seat" A voice called out from somewhere in the room, a force pulled the girl inside and the door shut by itself. Standing in the corner was a tall dark woman, long black hair and crimson eyes staring at the strange girl. "welcome to the Inn of Ill Omen, but dont let the name frighten you its just to attract business" The woman took a few steps toward the girl, she was wearing what appeared to be a womans business suit.

Ylf cried out in alarm as she felt herself pulled into the inn by some invisible force. The door slammed behind her and she turned to see the only exit closed to her. The Albinnja was beginning to think that this venture was starting to go a little downhill.

She turned back to face the stranger. There were a few similiarties between the woman in front of her and the Albinnja race, enough to convince the foolish young alien that this was one of the people she had come to see.

The woman explained where Ylf was and the Albinnja sighed in relief. These sort of gimmicky bars and hotels were everywhere and she cursed herself for falling for such an obvious gag.

"I apologise for being so startled," She said, hand on her impressive chest, pulling her diplomatic clothing up to make her more official looking. "My name is Ylf, of the Albinnja people. I have come here to greet you on behalf of my people, and to possibly begin trade negotiations. Might I ask your name Miss...?"

"you may call me Dorath" The woman smiled and walked over to shake her hands, the closer she got the colder the air around the young female would become. Somthing was not quite right but with a tricky Inn like this could you possibly suspect anything? "I have never heard of your people before I would love to speak further with you about Trading we dont get many Traders around these parts" From the corner of the room, a Maid walked out into the room bowing politely. "this is Bethany the house maid, she will see you to your room and give you a hot bath before supper"

Ylf bowed her head slightly as was the custom for her people.

When Dorath introduced the maid, Ylf put up her hand in protest. "A bath and a room? Oh, I don't wish to be a bother!" She bowed again, "I mean, I wasn't expecting such generosity."

Truth be told, the Albinnja was liking the sound of a hot bath. This room almost felt as though it were getting colder, was it her imagination? Or was it yet another part of this inn's gimmick?

"Oh come we must give all potential Traders respect please go with her and relax we shall discuss the matters over dinner" Dorath pushed the girl toward the maid alittle. The Maid bowed again and raised her hand toward the stairs. "this way miss" Dorath walked over to the Window and looked out seeing the ship the woman had come in on. Rubbing her chin gently, the woman snickered to herself. "dinner is going to be a blast tonight" The Maid looked at the woman and smiled. "would you like a massage after your bath or before?"

Ylf was taken away by the maid before she could protest further. She followed the woman with a dazed smile on her face. The prospect of a massage took Ylf by surprise. It was a fascinating proposition, and showed a level of generosity that she had not been expecting. The Albinnja almost said that she did not a massage, but quickly recalled that some cultures could be greatly offended if you turned down their shows of friendship.

Ylf smiled at the maid, clearing her throat to stave off the embarrassed tone in her voice. "Um, well, if I could have one after the bath, that would be most lovely." She bowed her head slightly again. Maybe this place wasn't so bad after all.

Dorath walked back into the Managers room of the Inn and closed the door. "dont let me down Mearl" She said under her breath. The Maid leading the woman to her room smiled to herself. "yes mistress" She said quitely, then turned to the woman. "this is it" Opening the door and standing aside for the female. "one luxury suite and large bath" The maid walked over behind the woman and began attempting to undo her strange clothing. "The mistress would be most pleased if you wore one of the dresses in the closet to dinner"

Ylf blushed heavily as the maid began attempting to undress her. Was this another custom here? Were these people so used to undressing one another? It was strange, but certainly not the most odd thing she had come across in her travels.

The Albinnja swallowed, reminding herself that she wanted these people to accept her. She unbuckled the small blue dress and unwound it. Her enormous breasts were freed at last, springing out of thei confines. Ylf stood out of her boots, but didn't turn around to face the maid, still a little embarrassed about the whole thing.

"Um, are you going to be here throughout my bath?" She asked. Her blush increased in intensity. Her bare back facing this stranger was one thing, but what if she had to remove her dark blue thong, the only item of clothing that stopped her from beind entirely naked. Her creamy soft flesh was completely on show, and she knew it.

"why no ma'am i shall arrange your clothes and prepare your massage while you bath..do you need my assistance?" The maid asked, smiling the whole time. Her hands cupped together infront of her in an obediant manner, then walking over to the closet and fishing through some dresses. "be Mindful, the red button is hot water, the blue is cold, and the green.....well the green is mostly for honeymoon couples im sure that wouldnt interest you" The maid turned her back to the girl and snickered slightly.

Ylf was a little confused by the quiet snicker, but again she simply put it down to the odd customs of these people. Not everyone could hope to be as great and flawless as the Albinnja after all.

The woman approached the bathtub, pressing the red button a few times until the tub was filled with hot water, the perfect thing to warm her up and take away the stress of such a long journey. As the steam touched her soft, pale skin, Ylf sighed with satisfaction. She'd waited a long time for something like this. She looked over her shoulder to make sure the maid wasn't looking before she quickly pulled her thong down about her feet and stepped out of it. Ever last part of her body was on show now, and she rapidly stepped into the water and sat down, her soft, round, large buttocks making contact with the tub as she sat up to the tops of her enormous mammaries in the hot water.

The Albinnja sighed a little as she got used to the heat, and the water slicking up against her creamy white skin and senstive breasts.

Curiosity had always been one of Ylf's failings, and she found she couldn't help herself. Looking over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't being observed, the woman reached forward and gingerly pressed the green button.

Mearl knew she would press the button as did anybody who came here. The maid decided to leave for awhile for the girl would be busy for the next several hours. The green button hummed alittle to itself, then the tub began to vibrate. Soothing whoever was inside with gentle vibrations, however that did not last long. From the wall next to the tub a small hole opend up pretruding a mechanical arm. The thing dropped somthing inside the tub with the girl, moments later long tendrils rose up from the bubbling water and wiggled in the air. They soon slithered over to the girl some wrapping around the girls wrists and legs under the water, two large tendrils wrapped themselves around the womans breasts and squeezed gently. "pleasure mode has been activated" came a computer voice from the tub. "what level does the user require?." a panel came out extending toward the girl it had 2 options. Sensual, and Rough. "awaiting response from user" the machine hummed once more. The tendrils massaged her breasts gently in their grasps.

Ylf shrieked as the tub began its attack on her. The tendrils holding her still were so strong that she couldn't ever hope to struggle free, and the pair that were encircling her huge, soft breasts just felt wonderful. But Ylf was too pre-occupied with wondering how to get out of this mess. She knew she shouldn't have let her curiosity get the better of her.

The panel extended towards her, and Ylf made another mistake. She found it hard to read without speaking aloud, it helped her absorb information.

She looked at the panel and read aloud.

"Rough?" Before she could read "Sensual", the tub had begun its work...

"Rough mode activated please enjoy your stay" The panel disapeared back inside the wall. The tendrils began to squeeze her breasts alittle crueler and tugged on them harder. Another pair of tendrils emerged from the water, they opend on the ends like star fish heads. These found her nipples and latched on, sucking her tits deep inside to begin milking her breasts with abandon. Legs were pulled from the tub and she was suspended in the air over the water. Tentacles pulled her legs wider apart and another pair emerged from the water. Tiny string like tendrils grabbed ahold of her vaginal lips and pulled them wide apart, exposing the pink moist interior. A smother version of the ones on her chest came up and latched itself onto her clitoris sucking deeply like a nursing baby. At that point a rather large tendril emerged from the water and began its journey between her legs.





(i wish a tub like that existed lol)

Ylf screamed as the very bathtub itself began to violate her. The tendrils around her immense tits began to pull roughly, squeezing the soft flesh. The sucking attachments that clamped onto her nipples did nothing to help matters. She felt the machine milking her, taking advantage of the fact that Albinnja women lactated whether they were pregnant or not.

As she was pulled from the water she struggled futilely. She saw the cables approaching her most intimate area and she gasped. Surely they wouldn't...?

It was at that moment that they did. The tiny tendrils spreading her open as another attached itself to her clitoris. Ylf began to buck and scream with pleasure, even as the huge tendril began to move on its devious mission.

"I-I Meant not rough!" She called out, "Not Rough!"