You're not on your own for very long!

You run the water over your hand until it's warm, then step into it. Ooh, this is actually really nice...~ The water has power to it, but it's not enough to hurt, just enough to feel like each water drop is giving you a little cuddle as it touches your skin before rolling its way down you. The temperature is just right, getting you nice and warm but not steamy or boiling. The outside air is just a bit too cold that you're always moving around in the shower's water, trying to get each bit of you heated up before the air can cool it. It's like a little game! And you're winning.

After a little bit, you decide to get to the actual washing. You always have trouble with the underside of your boobs, since you have to hold them up with one hand and rub at them with the other to get them clean. It's normally easier when you do it right away, since they're easy to grip when they're dry -- too bad you were busy winning the game, because now they're soft as ever, still too big for one hand to properly hold, and they're slicked with water from the shower. They're slipping all over the place!

You're getting more and more sloppy in your attempts as you get more and more frustrated, so they're sloshing around even more now, and you just can't get the right angle...

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W-what?! Oh! You turn and see that somebody's turned on the shower next to yours. You were too distracted to notice her coming here. In your surprise, you stare a bit longer than you probably need to. Her head's thrown back, and she's running her hands through her long hair to wash it. A lot of the water's hitting her face and closed eyes, then rolling down to her chin, down the front of her neck, between her boobs, down her belly, and finally dripping off at her--

You're snapped out of following one particular droplet's journey as you realise that you've been staring. Acting fast, you cover up your top and lower halves with your arms. What's this girl doing?! There are so many free showers, why'd she take the one right next to you?!

With a final shake of her hair from the back of her head, she stands up straight and wipes the water from her eyes. When she sees you desperately trying to cover your sliding and pillowy bosom, she gives you a little smile, before she starts focusing the water on her own chest and slowly rubbing over it with one of her hands.

"You're not going to get much cleaner if you cover up, you know." She continues rubbing her chest, never breaking eye contact.

Your face burns red. W-what's this all about??