Fern’s morning ritual

As Fern woke up, he rose his head as the rest of his body was pinned by women. He looked around to see who else was awake. Feeling a hand stroking his flat stomach he followed It to see it was Rosemarien.

A very busty redhead who insisted on calling him “little brother”. Their eyes met fern swallowed his pride and asked, “Big sister, could you help me to the bath?” With his cutsie voice. Like calling of a siren, she followed his request getting of the bed and waking the other girls. “Where’s your sweet ass going “asked one of the girls. Rosemarien turned around and shoved Fern's head into her breasts. “He’s with me, he needs a bath.” She pouted moving him toward the bathroom.

A couple of girls also got off the bed with obvious enthusiasm of being able to “baby” fern. As the group sauntered into the large ornate room fern was lowered into a pit with water. Vionna, girl from Egypt started to manipulate the water, providing Fern and the others with comfort, focusing on him first.

As the women soaped his tight body, fern reflected on how no matter what he said someone would always try to help him bathe, so after none of the girls ever listened that he could do it, he gave up. Being covered and worshipped by women also was fantastic.

After a “detox" blowjob. It was time to get dressed. As you stepped out of the bath. Fern felt the water being taken from your skin to dry you, “Dibs on brushing his hair” yelled a girl. He just accepted it.

As he walked to his closet two girls congressed around him each carefully laying his body with silk. He noticed in the mirror that the girl who walked up behind him and started to brush him was Ann, a country witch. She whispered in his ear as she brushed him. Despite this closeness he heard nothing legible. “Ok I think we’re done, looking good Ann” one of fern’s fashioners asked Ann.

With a quick nod they stepped back having their special made magic grooming tools and slim do their job. Fern looked at himself the blue silk went with his eyes and the gold leggings and armlets matched his peach skin. He was still exposed, the dressing never covered his genitals, but if it was enough for the school, it was good with him. So stepped out of his room to see…