Chapter 34 by SissyJustine
Getting ready for the First day of school
To your room
You head to your room as your mother and aunt said to after the big explosion of information that was given at dinner time. “That bitch Zoey. I can’t believe she found away to rope me into being grounded too. She’s the one who did all the wrongs but here I am grounded too.” You say to your self as you enter your room.
When walking into your room you see two things, the first is that the dresser that Aunt Lilly got you for your clothes was here. Like everything else in this house it looked like it belonged in a teenage girls room. The second thing you saw was that you had a new email on your computer, so you decided to check that first before putting your clothes away.
The email read: ( Hello fellow anime lovers, Welcome to the anime club I hope all of you have a fire in your belly about getting started with club meetings. Well good news tomorrow’s the first day of school so that means meetings can begin. Yaaaaayyyyy!!!! We will have a meeting in room 207 during Lunch and Club period. Hope all of you can make it and hope meeting all of you will be PLUS ULTRA.
Club Vice President Omi Hatake)
“Okay well at least I have something to look forward to at school because nothing else is making me want to go to this school.” You say
You then proceed to finally unpacking your clothes into the dresser. Once that was done you head to the bathroom to take a shower. Once in the bathroom you see some of the reminders of last night still laying acrossed the floor of the bathroom. “Wow todays been so hepatic I almost forgot about last nights fun.” You say as your mind started to roll a mental replay.
The thoughts of last night starts to arouse you. You head into the shower still thing of last night you see how state of the art the shower was. It was one of those waterfall showers the shower also had a state of the art jaquise tub with 7 jets. A little aroused with your feminine self running through your mind you decided to take a girly bubble bath to keep the mood going.
You sit there in a jaquise tub full of bubbles and you see a touch screen next to the tub. You click on the screen and several options pop up (add bathbomb, hair removal, massaging jets,). You reach for the massage jet button and since you hand was wet it wasn’t clicking, so you starting trying to click it vigorously. Then you see a green light pop up on the screen so you think you were successful in your selection so you sink back down and start to relax. You then feel the jets come on and it feels amazing.
After laying in the tub relaxing you the clock on the wall says 8:30. “Wow I’ve been in here for an hour I need to get out.” You say as you get out of the tub.
You grab your towel and start to dry off. You notice some extra hair on you towel and then look down to your legs. You were missing a huge patch of hair missing from it. “What the hell. Why is my hair come off when i rub it with the towel?” You asked as you inspect the towel thinking it had something to do with this.
You then think to yourself that you must have pushed the hair removal button when you were trying to get the jets to turn on. “Ohh, man how and I going to explain this.” You say
You continue to dry off, and see all the hair sliding off you body. After you are completely dried off you feel like its super cold in the bathroom. Maybe its because of your lack of hair on your body. So you wrap up in your towel and exit the shower room and back into the bathroom. You grab your clothes you set out for bed and get dressed.
Head to bed
New school, new you
A new beginning
This is a story of when you are into a new school and learn of a inner feminine self that finds its way out as you start your senior year
Updated on Sep 30, 2019
by SissyJustine
Created on Nov 15, 2018
by SissyJustine
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