Your cleaning partner, Mirajane.

Lost in your memories of Akasha more than 7 years ago, you fail to notice Mirajane is outside your stall peeking inside. She checks out your toned body’s backside from top to bottom for a few seconds before you turn just enough for her to start ogling the front side as well. After resting her eyes on your abs for a good minute, her gaze travels lower, to where you member is in full view. Your dick was impressive both in length and in girth, especially when fully erect, and Mirajane found her womanhood getting hot and wet rather quickly after wondering just what your monster would be like in its full glory.

She removed the towel wrapped around her tight, curvy body and soon joined you in the shower, all without alerting you to her presence. You were still deep in thought while you reached for some soap and a scrubber. After a good awhile of having your hands blindly roaming around for them, you open your eyes to find that they’ve disappeared. You turn around, prepared borrow them from the other stalls until you notice Mirajane…in the same stall with you…naked…

“Hi!” she says with her trademark smile.

You stand still, frozen in place staring at her nude form, which has your eyes as far open as they can hope to get while your jaw starts collecting water from the showerhead (mixed with a healthy amount of drool) that soon overflows. The only part of your body still functioning is your crotch, specifically your meatstick, which is working it way from half-erect to a full hardon. Mirajane looks down and is surprised to see your already impressive package almost double in size and unlike you, manages to compose herself, although she licks her lips in anticipation, a reaction you fail to notice as your eyes began gravitating towards her no-less-than perfect bosom.

“Hellooo?” she playfully scolds you, causing your focus to break and, realizing for the first time that you are both fully naked and quite well on your way to a full erection, quickly cover up your goods with your hands before turning around.

“W-what are you doing here?” you start spouting nervously.

“I just though since I was helping you clean everything here in the guild, I could help you clean up too,” she giggles.

“Uh, I…”

“It’s alright, just stay still and I’ll wash your back for you,” she says with a smile. Only then do you notice that she has both the soap and the scrubber in her hands.

“A-alright…” you nervously reply and turn so your back is facing her.

She soon sets to work lathering the soap in her hands and begins gliding her hands across your back. Her hands feel like silk against your back, and you enjoy the feeling, although you try to not enjoy it too much, since you still have a developing hardon, although it’s a task easier said than done. Her fingers worked across your back and before long, her hands went from just applying soap to massaging your back, and the sensation was indescribable. She seemed to know where all the major knots in your back were and was unwinding them with ease. Every so often she’d hit a spot that would cause you to moan, much to your embarrassment. When she found a spot that made you moan, she’d smile a little wider, although you couldn’t know that.

“You know, we’ve been so busy today we never really introduced ourselves, have we?” she asks as she begins using the scrubber to your back.

“S-sorry, just kinda slipped my mind. I’m John Doe,” you reply.

“And I’m Mirajane, although I guess you already knew that,” she giggles out in response.

“Y-yeah, you’re pretty famous in Sorcerer Magazine.”

“I get asked to pose for them a lot.”

“I know, I…saw a lot of your centerfolds when I was on the train here…”

“Oh reeeeally?” she teased.

“Y-yeah…” You respond as you feel blood rushing to your face.

“See anything you liked?” she asked casually.

“W-WHAAA!?” you shout, with your face a brighter shade of red than before.

“I’m just curious, although it’s cute you’re so embarrassed about it,” she replies.

“T-they were all good…”

“Which one was your FAVORITE though?” she asks, pressing her whole body against your back. Her boobs felt incredible on your back.

“T-the ones with you on the b-beach…” you respond, desperately trying to get your mind off the feeling of her warm, soft breasts crushed between her and your back.

“You mean when I’m in a bikini?” she playfully retorted. You face becoming redder gives her all the answer she needs.

“You know…we’re the only ones here in the guild. Master and the others left a while ago. No one’ll be here until tomorrow morning…” she cooed, her warm breath tickling your neck.

“Y-yeah…?” you nervously reply.

“That means we can get to know each other better for the next few hours…”

You respond with a gulp sound.