Daisy Unleashes her Shower Gel on the Elf Girls

Aetta waits patiently for Daisy to finish her sentence, leisurely pitching her head back to let the shower saturate her glistening hair.

"Yeah?" she says, after a continued silence from the dark elf.

"Yeah, what?" says Daisy.

"It sounded like you were about to say something," says Aetta. "Something about a really humiliating thought you had."

"Oh, right. Never mind." Daisy giggles to herself.

Aetta glances at Daisy, seeing that she's in the middle of lathering up her hair with shampoo. Whatever she's using, it's foaming up good and thick. Pink bubbles as big as chinchillas begin to fill the air, along with a fragrance of something sweet and alluring.

"What is that?" says Aetta. "It smells incredible."

"You like it?" says Daisy, letting the foam funnel in between her breasts and run down her naked ebon body. It begins to pool at her feet and gather into a fast-growing mass of bubbles. "It's a special shower gel called Raider's Girl-Wash. Want to try some?"

"Sure."

"Good, because you're about to. Once activated, the gel has the remarkable property of being attracted towards hot, damp girl-skin."

Aetta looks down at herself, seeing that the pink bubbles are already starting to burst against her, leaving a shiny soap layer over her skin. The foamy puddle on the floor has reached her feet and starts climbing her legs. She immediately feels her soles lose traction on the shower floor.

"The effects of the gel are as follows," says Daisy. "Firstly, it gets girls squeaky-clean, with perfect skin, healthy hair, and a delightful aroma. Secondly, it makes us slippery to the point of being virtually frictionless."

Aetta slips and falls into a perfect split. Daisy bursts out laughing to see her ass slam into the foam and send ripples across the floor.

"Thirdly, it draws us towards other girls," says Daisy.

Aetta struggles to get back to her feet, but can't do better than an embarrassing ass-up all-fours pose before sliding right into the dark elf. Daisy falls on top of her, and the two end up sliding across the tiles like a hockey puck. The other showering elf girls are amused and bemused to see the forest elf shooting through the showers with a dark elf's nethers resting on the back of her head.

"Fourthly," says Daisy, "it makes our skin more receptive to skin-on-skin contact."

Aetta grabs Daisy's thighs, trying to roll the dark elf off of her. It's no good, though. She simply cannot get a grip on the other elf's skin, and her repeated attempts to do so are only making Daisy writhe and giggle.

To make matters worse, the foam has been growing all the while, and their trip across the shower floor has expedited the spread of bubbles to the other naked co-eds. One small-breasted river elf is wrapping herself in a towel as the foam catches up to her. Within a minute, the towel has broken apart on her body.

"Oh, and that's the last thing," says Daisy. "It eats off any clothes we try to put on. We're all going to be slippery, naked, and aroused for a while now. Also, don't look now, but we're about to slip right out the door."