Taking in the catgirl

"Hey now stay still"

You squirm and slip around as I struggle to hold you still

"If you didn't literally roll in filth then I wouldn't have to do this" I say as I pul a small tig out of your hair

You twist your head around and bite my forearm, adding a new mark to the growing line. I sigh and pull you off by your hair. You meow pathetically but I ignore it and put you in a headlock, pulling you into my chest

I push my fingers into your hair and start scrubbing the mane and tail into your scalp and your eyes flutter a little as it begins to feel more like scritches and less like being washed. You settle and melt a bit more in the water as I take the opportunity to get behind your ears and wash your face, going gently from cheek to cheek

I tilt your head back and put the moveable shower head on low pressure and start to wash the product out of your hair, careful to avoid getting water in your ears. Your face begins to screw up

"I can just lock you in a headlock and power spray it out" I say, gentle but very firm

You pout but try to relax, knowing my warnings are usually more promise than threat

I finish and make sure to wash the rest of the shampoo off your body. I scoop out a small handful of conditioner and rub my hands together. "I'm going to touch your tail now, okay?" I see you nod and I keep the showerhead running in circles over your back as I run my hand along your tail. I quickly rub the other one in your hair, just putting a little bit on the tips and not working it in.

"Okay, let that sit while we finish up"

"Are you going to clean yourself properly?" I say, holding a loofah with bodywash on it

You lean forward and sniff it

"Yes it smells like strawberries. You're a cute girl. Cute girls smell like strawberries"

You turn your nose up and look away

I sigh again and begin scrubbing your back with it. The running water and the shampoo has long washed any actual dirt off you, and so I'm gentle.

Spreading the soap around slowly in circles on your back. I move up to your shoulders, around your neck, and along your arms, spreading the soap out with my free hand. Your face relaxes as you ease into the gentle movements

Then I move around to your chest and run the loofah over your collarbone. We're both looking away as I move it down, sweeping it left and right. I feel the loofah catch a little on your nipples and see them perk up a little in the corner of my eye, but there's not much else to your chest so I keep going down your smooth stomach. I poke a finger into the loofah and use it to clean your bellybutton and your face tightens a bit, but I'm already on my way. I move down the sides of your thighs and do the same to your legs as I did your arms. Your thighs are a little more work than your arms. And I make sure my free hand is the one that washes the inside of your legs on both sides

I get to your feet and preemptively push my forearm towards your mouth. You look up at me a little annoyed and take my arm between your teeth. I grab the brush and scrub your toes and you bite down as you try not to squirm. I do both feet quickly and put the brush down. I rinse my hand quickly before gently pushing a thumb into your mouth and easing your jaw apart. Finally I get the loofah again and put it between your thighs. I pull it up and then back, until it touches the base of your tail. Your expression becomes a little hard to read at this point, but I rinse the loofah out and hang it up. I put the shower head on your hair and gently rinse it and move down your shoulders, chest, back, bottom, crotch and legs.

"Once more for your tail" is say and I sweep the water over it a few times and run my hand along it

Finally I put some water in my hands and massage your face a little.

"We'll see if you need a face wash once you've been eating properly for a while. For now, a bit of water will have to do". I say this more to myself as you seem to be dozing off as I rub your cheeks

I lift you out of the bath and stand you on the mat. I hold the towel and look at you expectantly. You take a deep breath and screw your eyes shut, puffing your cheeks a little. I toss the towel over your head and quickly scrub your short hair to dry it, getting in your ears a little elicits a growl from you that gets largely lost in the towel. I hold the towel at both ends and move down your body, pulling it back and forth I get you mostly dry, and I grab a small night gown from the bathroom bench. "Arms up" you stare blankly as you lift your arms and I slip it over you. It's red and clearly for someone a bit taller, wider and with actual cleavage so it doesn't fit you very well, but now that you're clean and dry you look great. I make a mental note to get you one of your own before I pick you up and carry you out of the bathroom and sit you on a very large cushion in the lounge room. It's usually in a sunny spot, but it's night and so I'd switch the heating unit next to it on, and a little sunlamp above it. You stretch comfortably onto it.

"Dinner?"

You look up at me suspiciously. "What is it?"

"It's going to be stir fry, with mushroom and vegetables"

"Which vegetables" you say, your nose turning up a little

"The ones I put in it. It's all I have tonight. If you'd like, and you can be a good girl and behave yourself, you can come to the shops with me next time and pick out what you want to put in it. A stir-fry can be anything"

You nod and lay back down as I head to the kitchen bench. I can see where you lay from the bench and watch as you spy on me from over the bumps of the cushion...