Kitty Bath

Yang stepped into the bathroom with Blake and looked around the space. The bathroom they had was too small for her liking with a small shower section. With her powers, Yang made the bathroom three times as big with individual areas for sinks, toilets, and clothing. The shower was now 6 feet in diameter and capable of having enough space for her team.

Blake forgone her towel and let it drop to the floor. Having her backside to Yang, she made her way to the shower before stopping and turning around. Yang would have had a heart attack if this was any other day. Blake was beautiful. She had curves in all the right places, her breasts were decent in size, and her hair was flowing down like a waterfall.

“Are you going to stare or help me with my kitty bath?” Blake pointed at the shower in annoyance.

Yang shook herself out of her stupor and decided that this could be a lot more fun. With a single thought a small plastic kids pool appeared in the middle of the shower with a bottle of soap next to it. Blake went into the shower and sat down in the pool, waiting for Yang.

Yang walked up to Blake and willed her own clothes nonexistent before kneeling down and lathering her hands in soap. She began rubbing Blake’s shoulders as a start.

“Hey Blake, why do you take a bath in a kiddie pool?”

“I don’t like the showers, okay. They scare me.” Yang began rubbing Blake’s abdomen with soapy suds.

“Why do you take kitty baths?”

“Because all faunus have one of their closest friends or family clean them. It’s tradition. My mom did it with me and I did it with friends back home. What’s with all the questions anyway?” Yang began rubbing her sexy tush as she questioned her probing.

“Oh, just curious. Hey, could you have bigger boobs?”

“Sure.” Blake looked down and slapped one of her breasts which ballooned three cup sizes. She did the same with the other one as well before turning back to Yang. “There, my breasts are bigger. Now can you maul my kitty titties?” Yang smirked at the pun.

“Whatever you say Kitty-Cat.” Blake moaned before devolving into purring/moaning as Yang made her breasts just as sensitive as her snatch. Yang jostled them left and right, squeezed her nipples, and bobbed them between her hands. By the time Yang was done, Blake was fully cleaned with the addition of being molested.

They both stepped out of the shower and to the dressing station when Blake looked back at Yang.

“You should get some clothes on. You don’t want to be arrested and terrify your sister on the same day.” Yang proudly put her hands on her hips.

“I don’t wear clothes. I’m a nudist.” Blake looked back for a second before blinking and rubbing her head.

“Right, right, yeah, you are. Forgot about that. Let’s just go.” Blake finally put her clothes back on and they both made their way out of the bathroom.

Yang thought for a moment and decided that she had to do something about Ruby and Weiss first before anything else. With a single thought she made it so and stepped out of the bathroom with Blake to see the fruits of her minute labor.