“Yeah, I’m done”, said Sean, flicking more sweat off his hair. His draconic husband grunted in agreement, and Julie gave a casual ‘yeah’.
The family proceeded to leave their seats. Derra slithered out of hers first, and got to the door before the rest of her family. She swung it open.
The naga stood where she was; blinking her yellow snake eyes a few perplexed times. “Okay, that’ssss weird.”
The Greek Baths were gone. Instead of an indoor swimming pool, Derra was looking at a plain of grass surrounded by hedges, flowered plants and free standing pillars covering in vines, all under a pleasant blue Mediterranean sky. A light gust of salt-smelling wind blew against her scales, and she could hear the very faint sound of ocean waves in the distance.
The rest of the family poked their heads out for a look. John gave a dumbfounded look, despite it being harder to be expressive with his draconic face “Huh. The pool’s gone…”.
Julie sniffed the air. Though her head wasn’t fully a lion’s, her sense of smell did get heightened.
“Hey, I smell food!”, she exclaimed. John sniffed the air after her.
“Steaks. How ‘bout that. ” In front of them, a path of flat stones led straight from the steam room to a patio in the center of the lawn. Set atop of it was a table stacked with food.
“Look at that, they prepared a lunch for us!”, Sean remarked, and he eagerly approached the table stacked with food. One by one, the family left through the steam room’s door, which now exited from the side of a worm limestone wall covered with vines. As Julie left the room last, the door swung close with a final huff of steam leaving its cracks.
The family neared the table, and got a good look at the food prepared for the family. John and Sean headed over to the only side of the table with chairs. On that side, there was a plate stacked with a small tower of near-raw steaks, and a bowl of fresh fruit.
“They really know our tastes,” Sean quipped, giving an impressed look as he climbed up to his seat.
On the other side, there was a plate of lamb chops with vegetables, and next to it salads with a side of chicken. Derra and Julie took their places their respectively. They gave amused looks at their mother-turned satyr who began filling himself with the fruits with barely any care.
John shrugged. “I guess we can eat.”
The family proceeded to dig in. John gorged on steaks while holding them with his clawed hands, while Sean was casually flicking grapes into his mouth. Derra was the only one in at the table using cutlery, and was taking a bite of lamb chops with her fanged teeth, while Julie bent her head down to chew on the mix of salad and chicken on her plate.
“Hmm, is there anything to drink?” said Julie, as she lifted her head up (with bits of lettuce on her face).
“Milk?”, Derra suggested. She put down her fork, and subtly pushing one of her scaly breasts forward.
Julie grinned. As if they’ve done this before, Julie leapt her paws up to Derra, and put her lips around one of her sister’s nipples. She happily suckled from her naga sister’s tits, and Derra cooed with her tongue flickering out.
Once Julie was satisfied, Sean leaned over to try out Derra’s other breast. “Mmmm, yeah,” he murmured as he suckled her part lion daughter. “Baby, you make some good milk.”
For the rest of the meal, the family casually chatting about what they should do later. They weren’t exactly sure how to get back to the resort to begin with, so there’s that matter to take care of. All the while, none of the family members were finding anything too odd or horrifying about their current situation.
As the Anderson's were busy with their food, the door to the steam room disappeared, leaving only an empty, ivy-covered wall.