Trevor helps with the laundry.

As soon as he heads back inside, he once again runs into Vika in the kitchen. She's wiping down her chest with a damp cloth when they meet eyes. With his body still recovering from the tease before, the last thing he wanted to see was a girl jiggling her breasts with a rag, and she already looks smoking hot when she's doing nothing at all.

"Did you find her?" she asks.

"I did, yeah. Where's the laundry room?"

"Helping Yuki, eh? It's that way. Down the hall, third door on your left. Don't worry. I got lost here a bunch before I learned my way around."

"Thanks again!" He hurries that way. It worries him that he's going to once again by alone with Yuki, but all he can do is hope she'll go easy on him. I just need to be stronger. These girls are being kind to me. At least, I think they are.

He opens the door to see the girl in a purple kimono learning against the opposite wall.

The room is wide, and filled with baskets and shelves holding towels and cleaning supplies. There are buckets to fill with water, one large woven basket sits in the center of the room large enough to be a bed. It's filled to the brim with various articles of clothing.

She perks up and looks to him when he arrives. "Trevor! I'm glad to see you. I don't dislike doing laundry, but it's certainly boring."

"Well, Dalaworth asked if I could help you, so please let me know what I can do." His eyes trail down the skin she exposes quite boldly with how she wears her dress.

"Come here," she commands as she steps up to the middle basket. "This is the batch that needs washing. The reason it's all mixed together is because I can tell exactly which article belongs to whom. You don't need to worry about that part. Though, it could be fun to guess."

"You must know the girls here really well," he says.

She bends over and picks up a black G-string. "Guess."

"What?"

"Who does this belong to?"

Uh. That is very inappropriate underwear! Even thinking about each girl wearing it is too much. She's waiting for an answer though. Let's see... Who in the house would own something so provocative? "Is it... yours?" he asks.

She grins wide and begins to laugh. "Did you say that because you wish it were true?"

"Sorry, I thought--"

"This is Vika's. Surprised? Imagine her wearing this, and only thing. Hugging her tight ass. That firm, athletic body in nothing but tiny panties."

"I don't understand--"

Once again, she cuts him off. She takes a hold of his shoulders, and he's caught completely by surprise by her sudden thrust. She pushes him over, and he falls right into the basket of clothes. She then drops the G-string right onto his face and smirks from above. "I'm just trying to have some fun~."

He panics and brushes the underwear off to the side. The clothes around him are all different brassieres, panties, skirts, shorts--of course it's all clothing from girls. Only girls live here after all. His eyes look back to the girl above, and she steps one foot between his shins. She lowers herself down, and before he can do anything to stop it, she's pinned him into the basket. Her bushy tails sway joyfully as she brings her lips close to his, and he shivers at the feeling of her breath wafting over his chin.

"What are you doing?" he asks.

"Having fun. I told you." She comes closer. One of her thighs rubs between his legs. "Ooh. Good morning."

Ah! I can't help it! It's already getting stiff, and now she can feel it directly! "Wait. I can explain."

She places a finger on his lips. "You don't have to explain anything to me, Trevor. You've been trying to hard already to keep yourself together. That chastity is admirable, but isn't it so much more fun to give into your urges?"

"Wh-What?" His heart races. "So you're doing it on purpose?"

"Mmm." She tickles her lips along his neck as her leg wiggles against his groin. "Of course I am. Do you think I'm so dense? Well, some of the girls here are. I know full well what you've been going through. Dalaworth does as well, though she's far kinder than I am. Hehe."

"If you know, then please... Please stop rubbing up against me. It's already--"

She speaks so quietly that she's practically only mouthing the words, though he can make it out ever so slightly right next to his ear. "Already... so... hard...?"

He groans in misery. "I don't want to... You know!"

"Cum?" she whispers.

"Don't say... that word..."

"You don't want to cum~? Mmm. But what if I want you to?"

Her hips begin to gyrate slowly as she grinds up against him. His eyes trail down, and then they widen as her downblouse hangs even more provocatively than Sabri's! Though her breasts aren't as large, they're still full and perky, and her kimono hangs very low down her body. From the angle, he's able to see the full curvature of her tits. There's almost nothing covered. Somehow, the thin material of her clothing still blocks the tips, except for the very edge of one... He can make out the areola of her right breast.

"Your face is getting so red," she teases. "Is it getting difficult?"

His breathing speeds up to a frantic panting. I'm already so close! It's because of yesterday. My body is so pent-up that it's reacting immediately. But I can also just barely see her... Oh Lasis, please forgive me. I can't look away. It's slipping lower!