One the one hand: This is the only bath tub in the house. On the other: Lily acts first.

"Seriously?" Micaela did not sound amused. Jamie hoped she'd never be addressed with that tone. "You think we're just going to get into the tub together and let you peep on us? You really did lose your brain. No wonder I don't see it."

"Okay, uncalled for," Lily replied, not sounding angry or even annoyed. "Also, you seem to misunderstand."

"Hm?"

"I never said I'd get out."

With a mischievous grin, Lily thrust her arms forward, letting them splatter against the bellies of the other two women, and wrapped the mass that had been her hands and lower arms around Jamie's and Micaela's respective torsos. Before they could react, Lily yanked them forwards, both diving headfirst into the slime girl's expansive body. Jamie had never been so thankful for her parents' having bought the enormous corner tub that could have fit the whole family. In a normal-sized tub, she and Micaela would probably have knocked themselves out cold on the wall - or worse. The sudden, familiar feeling of her sister's viscous body enveloped Jamie head to toe, but before the futa could start to panic, she found herself twisted around, her head lifted up until Jamie's face broke through the surface of Lily's gooey breast.

"What the hell?!" Micaela sputtered, her own face probably sticking out of Lily's right breast. Not that Jamie could tell, as she was completely unable to move or even turn her head. How could something fluid be so strong?! But before Jamie could offer a few choice words of her own, Micaela continued to yell at Lily. "Are you crazy? Do you get off on pulling people inside of you or something?!"

"As a matter of ... mmmh... fact, I think I do," Lily moaned, wriggling in delight. Being inside the lewd jello quake was weirdly stimulating, the waves jostling Jamie surprisingly gently. "But I promised to get you guys clean, so give me a minute."

"You promised to let us shower!"

"Nope, I said I'd let you guys get cleaned up," Lily said matter-of-factly, reaching for the detachable shower head. "And since I got you all sticky in the first place, I'll help you with that."

Micaela took a deep breath, gearing up for another go at Lily, but Jamie spoke up first.

"Lily, can't you just let us shower real quick?" The futa tried craning her neck to look up at Lily, but she couldn't even move her neck. "Seriously, we're more than old enough."

"Nooo, I'm going to help you," Lily pouted, grabbing the shower head and switched on the water, directing the jet onto her enormous thighs, the left holding both of Jamie's legs immobile, the other Micaela's. The stream of warm water was immediately absorbed by the slime girl's body, making it swell even larger, and Jamie could feel it become warmer - and less sticky and viscous. Already the futa could wiggle her own thighs, and as the warmth spread, she could move her body more and more. It seemed the more water Lily absorbed, the more she lost the strength that held Jamie and Micaela.

That said, the slime girl gained something else: her insides began to flow over Jamie's body - and most likely also Micaela's as well - much more quickly than before, caressing and effectively scrubbing them of the stickier residue Lily had left behind. But while Lily was fulfilling her promise of getting the two others clean, Micaela was using the newfound freedom to renew her struggles. Jamie was ready to lean back into her step-sister's soft boob and enjoy the massage Lily was giving her, but with her girlfriend in distress, the futa could hardly sit still. Grabbing the latina's hand, Jamie squeezed it tightly, getting Micaela to look at her.

"Hey, relax," Jamie tried to calm Micaela down. Her reactions were understandable, Lily wasn't exactly asking for permission after all, but she did mean well. "She's a bit forceful, yes, but..."

"A bit forceful?" Micaela replied incredulously, but at least she wasn't struggling against Lily's full-body embrace anymore. "She's holding us down!"

"No, I'm hugging you so I can get you clean!" Lily interjected, moving the water over her stomach, clear slime starting to drip from her arms down onto her body where it was reabsorbed as she began to lose cohesion.

"Bullshit!"

"Do you trust me?" Jamie asked, fixing her girlfriend with an intense gaze. At least she hoped she did instead of looking at Micaela crosseyed or something.

"Yes, of course, but why--?"

"Let it happen. Try it out, relax, I promise it'll be worth it," Jamie smiled, thinking back to how Lily had kneaded every muscle in the futa's body down in the living room. It had felt divine...