Exhausted yet triumphant, Brock and I somehow mustered the strength to coax the two enigmatic, tailed creatures back into their respective beds, adorned with silken sheets that shimmered like a mirage under the dim light.
After they had reluctantly emerged from the Jacuzzi's warm embrace—where frothy, steaming water had danced around their iridescent tails—their forms underwent a startling metamorphosis. As they stepped onto the cool tiled floor, each droplet that fell from them seemed to carry a piece of that magical transformation until, quivering with the adjustment, their tails vanished, seamlessly replaced by human legs that wobbled slightly, unused to the sudden exigencies of gravity.
Brock had arranged for my room to be situated adjacent to his on the top floor, a space traditi
