Fey clopped forward toward the table that the others had sat at. As she did Kyla emerged from the kitchen with a serving tray balanced on her head and several drinks wobbling atop it. She passed Fey and then did a double-take and had to struggle to stop from dropping the drinks.
She stared at Fey's underside. "P-penis!" the otterkin squeaked.
One of the male otterkins looked up at the disturbance.
"Woah, Woah, what do you think you're doing?!"
"She has a condition," said Ellaria.
"I don't care if she does, you can't bring that, that thing! In here!"
The female otterkins all turned and glared at him as one.
"Don't be rude to our customer! You know how few we get!"
"I- But-" said the male otterkin.
Dodderic stood up beside him.
"You can't have that barbaric thing out, it will scare away the other customers."
"What other customers Doderic?" said Hope cooly.
"Uh."
"You're just jealous that she has a dick bigger than all of your dicks combined."
Doderic snapped around trying to see who had spoken, a thunderous expression on his face.
"Who said that! Who said that damn you!"
Fey peered down at her side where Kayla was giggling into her hand.
"Please don't antagonise him," whispered Fey as she stopped by the table the band was sat at.
"Oh, it's fine, maybe they'll take the hint. Besides, I was exaggerating, you're ten times bigger than all of them combined." She flashed Fey a mischievous smile and dashed after her sister who disappeared into the backroom.
Two beers were orbiting around the gnome's head as she sat at the table on an invisible chair. The relatively huge pint she was drinking from clutched in both hands. She sipped it and let out a belch.
"Weird inn. I can't figure out the power structure."
Hope caught her eye.
"W-well, we started this inn as an enclave, that is, three arranged otterkin couples from our tribe. We haven't been here that long, I think some of us are starting to wonder if it was a mistake though, uhm."
"With guys like that I'm not surprised. Are they at least good in the sack?"
A blush crossed the otterkin's face. "Uh, n-not really, it's p-pretty one sided, and uh-"
"Go on."
"His dick is so tiny!" Hope slapped her hand over her mouth and reddened even further.
Flora snorted but nodded her head. "Tiny people problems. I get yah. We all want bigger, but it's so hard to find bigger." She rolled her eyes over to Fey's underside and the otterkin's eyes followed. "But I haven't had that problem of late."
"You mean, you two? H-how?!"
Flora gave her a smug look but remained silent.
"Flora stop trying to drive a wedge."
Flora stuck her tongue out at Ellaria and was about to reply to Hope when Kayla and Lily scrambled up on top of the table from a chair carrying a massive heaping tray of food between them with another beer both of which they eagerly shoved in front of Fey. Kayla held up a brush.
"We're here to give the complementary centaur massage and brush down. It's totally part of our usual regular service at The Slippery Otter."
"No it's n-" began Hope before Lily's small hand was placed over her mouth shutting her up. Kayla approached Fey's side a brush ready and then with slightly shaky hands reached out and touched the side of her barrel. She swallowed and then began brushing her coat.
"T-thankyou?" said Fey looking back at the brushing otter.
"Hey! Why don't I get a big ass plate of food and a massage like that!" said the gnome indignantly.
"It's for centaur customers only! Sorry!"
Fey made a pleased sound as she picked at the piles of fruit and lettuce and cheeses that she had been brought, and then even more pleased as Lily joined Kayla in rubbing down her side, although she didn't have a brush so she just used her small hands. It didn't feel bad, in fact it felt pretty good.
"Sheesh, maybe I should look into miraculously growing a horse dick, look at all that free attention," said Flora shaking her head and then gulping down her beer.
"It'd look ridiculous on you Flora, you'd be more dick than gnome."
"Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing eh?" said the gnome leering at Vivi.
Fey eyed the otterkins rubbing her down out the corner of her eye. Their breathing had increased and their pace had become a little more frantic. They quickly rubbed and brushed their way along the side of her barrel and as though having finished they both dropped down off the table at once. Fey jumped a little as she felt soft hands suddenly grasping and rubbing at the underside of her barrel. She tried to focus on eating but they were rapidly approaching her throbbing shaft which bucked against her stomach as though eagerly anticipating it.
The hands stopped for a moment and she wondered where they'd gone when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her cock and the weight of a small body drag it down to point more at the floor. She bit her lip and tried to remain quiet but she couldn't help but let out a little squeak as another pair of small hands grasped the blunt head and began rubbing and squeezing.
"Oh, oh, I'm not sure that's a normal massage zone." said Fey, her hooves starting to move on the floorboards excitedly.
"Fey! You can't do that here! Think of the mess!" whisper hissed Ellaria. "Hope, can you-"
Ellaria paused however when she turned to see Hope staring down at the twins working on Fey's dick, her hand was on her crotch furiously rubbing at herself through her short shorts where a slight damp patch had appeared. Ellaria slowly closed her mouth.
Increasingly heavy breathing and petting from below Fey's barrel was making it difficult for her to concentrate on eating and she nearly dropped the apple she was munching on when she felt a small wet tongue on her broad tip.