She Showers

Ursula carefully reached out to the shower and turned on the water to cheers from the bubbles of perversion. As she waited for the water to warm up, she used the limited time protected by her shower curtain to think of how to limit the exposure and to build up courage. They might just be bubbles, talking bubbles granted but still not humans, however she didn't want to flaunt her body before their eyes and to allow them to see more then the flash of her bosom that she had unwittingly given them.

Once the water was warm enough, she had a plan. Reaching in, she grabbed the soap and spread a lather over her shoulders and her left leg so it would flow down with the water and so she didn't have to soap up in front of them. Stepping into the bath quickly, she crossed her arms over her chest and used her hands to rub vigorously, the crossing arms gave cover over her breasts while her hands cleaned her. Meanwhile her left-leg acted as a shield of her pussy, keeping the view as minimal as possible for the perverted bubbles while her right leg rubbed up against the leg to help spread the lather and clean.

She kept her eyes straight ahead, not looking at the bubbles as they praised her body and her bathing technique. She knew she couldn't hide everything, the bubbles behind where getting a good view of her ass and those right in front where going to get peeks of her precious pussy every time her right leg was at it's lowest point but if she kept this cover and got this over as quickly as possible, perhaps it wouldn't be too bad? No, it was mortifying but the quicker it was done, the better her chances of keeping some of her prizes secret from the perverted bubbles.

When one of the bubbles mentioned her corn, that caught her by such surprise she couldn't help but peer round to her left at the offending bubble and she stopped washing. In later days, in quiet moments, she would wonder if turning to them had proven a fateful mistake, whether it had left them an opening to exploit. Maybe if she had just kept staring straight ahead, she would have been able to get out of the shower quickly.

She could see the eyes gawking at her exposed body and then the chants began, started by one sud and quickly picked up by the rest "loofah, loofah". Knowing she needed to give them what she wanted, she put her left arm across her breasts and hesitantly reached out with her right. At first she struggled to build up the nerve, knowing she would be unable to protect her assets from their view so well with the loofah. To their cheers, her hand darted out to the loofah and brought it to her chest, knowing it was best to do this as quickly as possible.

As she began to scrub, the bubbles began to sing their "Shiny suds" song, less coordinated and rather off-key, what had once been a beautiful song of the future was now mocking her. Knowing she couldn't cover with the loofah in her hands, she started with her shoulders and quickly got down to her trim tummy then her fine legs before going back upwards. Going hard and fast, she had began to clean her soapy breasts, trying to keep her arms as crossed over them as possible but in her hurry, the loofah slipped out of her hands.

As she stared at the taunting softness of the loofah, as the laughter of the suds burned her ears red, she wished she was anywhere else. The suds would no doubt fade over time and nobody she knew was ever going to know about this but she was sure this would haunt her nightmares for ages to come. Determined not to look at their laughing soapy faces, Ursula looked straight ahead as she slowly squatted down to grab her fallen cleaning tool, all too aware that they were seeing her lovely breasts, her pale ass and her choice of personal grooming.