Gulp...
I swallow hard, my throat suddenly dry.
Ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump!
My heart hamrs against my ribs, pounding so hard I swear it might burst. My face burns, heat rushing to my skin so fast I wouldn't be surprised if steam literally started rising off .
Fuck. Holy fuck...
How is this even happening?!
Eris stands right in front of , completely naked.
Her light chocolate skin glistens under the warm candlelight, droplets of moisture clinging to her toned muscles, tracing the subtle lines of her sculpted abs. Every movent, every slight shift of her body, draws in like a moth to a fla.
And her breasts—
Soft. Full. Perfect. They bounce ever so slightly as she moves, perky pink peaks standing out against the steam-filled air.
And down there—
Oh god.
It's...
A neatly trimd bush.
SHIT.
I KNOW I shouldn't be staring. I KNOW.
But I can't stop.
I CAN'T.
My brain is officially fried, short-circuiting on the spot as I burn this image into my mory like a damn photograph. Every inch of her impossibly toned, beautiful body sears itself into my mind against my will.
My entire body heats up, sweat trickling down my back despite the fact that I haven't even stepped into the bath yet.
anwhile—
Eris is completely unfazed.
TOTALLY. CHILL.
Like this is the most normal thing in the world.
As if stripping naked in front of each other is just another Tuesday.
She casually moves past , brushing against my arm as she dips her fingers into the steaming bathwater, swirling it lazily. The soft strands of her silky black hair tickle my skin as she sighs, a long, contented moan slipping from her lips.
"Aaaaaahhh~ this is perfect," she hums, a slow, relaxed smile spreading across her lips. "There's nothing like a hot bath after a long day, don't you think?"
"R-RIGHT!" I blurt out, my voice cracking like a prepubescent boy's.
In a blind panic, I spin around so fast that I almost trip over my own feet, desperate to look anywhere but at her. My brain is screaming at , every single nerve in my body short-circuiting from pure awkwardness.
And then—
I feel it.
Her hand.
Sliding into mine.
Oh god—
I nearly collapse on the spot.
But it doesn't end there.
Eris pulls closer—so close I can feel the warmth of her body against mine.
Her skin—warm, smooth, impossibly soft—lts into .
And her breasts—
Oh no.
OH NO.
They're pressing against my arm.
I freeze, every muscle locking up, my entire body going rigid as her bare skin molds against .
Her nipples graze , just enough to send my brain into a nosedive.
This sensation...
It's too much!!!
NYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
I scream internally, my entire soul squirming in place.
Eris leans in, her breath warm against my ear.
"Felicia~," she purrs, voice a silky, sultry whisper. "Let's wash each other's hair... and backs, hmmm?"
She giggles softly, her fingers tracing slow, teasing circles against the back of my hand.
N-nn!!
I nod like an absolute idiot, my ability to form words completely disintegrated.
Calm down, Felicia!!! I chant inside my head, desperately trying to rein in my spiraling emotions.
You're a girl now.
It's just a bath.
Just. A. Bath.
Between. Friends.
THIS IS TOTALLY NORMAL.
DON'T MAKE IT WEIRD.
I suck in a deep breath.
And then—
I strip at lightning speed.
I yank my dress over my head and toss it into the laundry basket like it's cursed, my hands trembling as I fight to keep my cool.
I step toward the bath, eyes glued to the floor, refusing—ABSOLUTELY REFUSING—to look at her again.
"Let wash your hair first," Eris whispers, her voice low, sweet, intoxicating.
"T-thank you," I squeak, sounding pathetic.
She pulls a small wooden stool toward the tub with her foot, signaling for to sit down.
I do.
And as soon as I do—
She gently scoops up a wooden ladle, dips it into the steaming water, and pours it over my head.
The heat seeps into my scalp, washing away the tension, the awkwardness, the panic—
And then—
Her fingers.
They slide through my hair, slow and gentle, her nails scraping lightly against my scalp as she massages my head.
A shiver runs down my spine.
Oh no.
OH NO.
This...
This feels...
REALLY, REALLY GOOD.
———————————
Monts later...
Eris's hands ruffle through my hair, her fingers working their way through the strands.
It's... heaven.
I close my eyes, letting the warmth of the water and the rhythmic motion of her fingers lull into a state of pure relaxation. The soft foam spreads through my hair, the soothing scent of lavender and chamomile rising with the steam—it's calming, intoxicating. Just a little while ago, I was a nervous, flustered ss, barely able to function, but now...
All of that anxiety lts away.
"Aaaaaah... this feels so good," I moan softly, my body sinking deeper into relaxation under her expert touch. A soft purr escapes my lips, and for once, I don't even try to hold it back. It just... happens.
And it's bliss.
With Eris's hands moving through my hair, washing away every last bit of tension, everything else fades away.
Yep. Sohow, the awkwardness is gone—vanished as quickly as it ca. As long as I don't let my gaze linger too long on Eris's very naked body, I think I can handle this.
"Are you thinking about sothing?" Eris asks gently. "You seem really happy."
"Yeah," I murmur, smiling to myself. "It just feels... really nice."
I can't exactly tell Eris what's really on my mind—not when I'm supposed to have lost my mories. But this mont... this feeling—it stirs sothing deep inside .
A mory.
When I was a kid, my mom used to wash my hair just like this. She'd hum softly while working the shampoo into my scalp, her fingers massaging away all my little worries. I rember how warm and safe it felt—how I'd close my eyes and lean into her touch, completely at ease.
It's been years since I felt sothing like this.
A lump rises in my throat. I blink away the tears threatening to spill, swallowing down the emotions welling up inside .
Suddenly, Eris's fingers move up to my cat ears, gently rubbing and washing them.
The sensation catches completely off guard.
My ears twitch instantly, flicking water and foam back at her like tiny little water cannons.
"Eee! S-stay still, Felicia! Stay still!" Eris yelps, dodging the unexpected splash.
"I-I'm trying!!!" I squeal, but my ears seem to have a mind of their own. The tickling only makes it worse. They flick again, sending another spray of water her way.
Eris clicks her tongue. "Alright, let's do this the hard way. Hup!"
And before I can react—
She grabs both of my ears firmly, squeezing them between her fingers.
Zzzt!!!
A shock runs straight down my spine.
My entire body locks up like I've been electrocuted. Every muscle tenses, a shiver racing through so intensely that I can barely breathe.
Eeeeeek!!!
FUCK.
WHAT JUST HAPPENED?!?
I go completely rigid, my toes curling, my tail puffing up like a startled cat.
Why the hell am I reacting like this?!?
This makes no sense!!! I'm a cat, not a rabbit—why did that just short-circuit my entire nervous system?!?
"E-Eris!!!" I squeak, pouting up at her with wide, betrayed eyes.
She giggles. Giggles. Like she didn't just send into so kind of feline overload.
"Hehe, sorry! They were twitching so much, I just had to grab them!" she teases, her voice filled with pure amusent. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"N-no, but it tickles..." I stamr, still reeling from whatever the hell that was.
"I see... then let finish, okay?"
I nod weakly, my ears finally deciding to behave.
Eris resus her gentle soaping and massaging, her fingers moving carefully, rubbing slow, relaxing circles along the base of my ears, working her way up. Her touch is soothing, deliberate—like she knows exactly what she's doing.
And sohow...
I feel like my ears are completely under her control. They are very obedient now.
"Mmmm..." I hum softly, lting once again into her touch.
Hehe... Catgirl ear washing?
This is surprisingly nice.
I might just get addicted to this.
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