You change course, and go into the showers instead. Of course, the trio follow you there. You hear them muttering something to each other, but try not to think about it.
You go under the spray of hot water, and are immediately joined by Riley, who slips over to the side you're facing. "You're nervous about being naked in front of us, but there's no reason to be. We're your friends, and you just need to breathe, and let us wash you." You're still not sure about it, so she leans in and whispers, "Also, Anastasia will be really happy if you show that you trust us and want to be friends like that."
Riley must have heard about your apology, and figured that you want to impress Anastasia. She looks into your eyes. "What do you say, Eliza? Do you want to try being our friend?"
You nod slightly. "Yes please." you say, the whole situation feeling a little unreal. You're not sure if this is normal for most girls, or if these ones are special, but you do want to be friends with them, even if it means letting them wash your body or whatever. You try telling yourself that you're all girls, and it's nothing to be embarrassed by.
"Alright ladies, lets get to work!" she calls out, and someone tosses her a plastic bottle of some sort. You're distracted from it right away, as Sarah smoothly sits on the ground next to you and runs a hand over your thigh, and down to your ankle.
"You have beautiful legs." she informs you, and repeats the action, but with a bar of soap. "So long and pretty." She lifts up your foot off the ground, and places it in her lap, before rubbing it into a lather with the bar of soap, slowly moving up and down your leg. It kind of tickles, and you feel your toes twitch, and you almost lose balance.
You're supported from behind by Anastasia, who begins to wash your back with a soapy sponge. You blush at the lowest point she reaches, because she is washing the top of your butt as well as your back. "Thanks for doing this with us." she says, "I just know you're going to love it."
You realize that there are three of them, and fix your eyes on Riley, not that surprised to see her eyeing your chest. you cross your other arm over it to better conceal it, but she gives you a grin, making you worried that she's got something planned. She begins to squeeze out the shower gel onto the top of your breasts. You expect her to stop after a moment, but she doesn't, and you watch, embarrassed, as the transparent soap collects in your cleavage and around your arms.
You can see from a look at her face that she's playing with you, waiting for you to react. You could loosen your arms so that it flows out the bottom, or do nothing. You could compromise, using your hands to cover your nipples, or just give up, and get it over with.
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