[E] Vol II, Ch 69 – Please be nice.

All four vyxa swarmed me almost the moment I’d stripped off my clothes, Seni included. Naked red skin bumped and brushed up against me as they led me forward. I wasn’t sure what color my face turned when it became this flushed, but it had to be noticeable. Each of their smiles made it clear just how obvious my embarrassment was to them.

One vyxa scurried over to get two buckets of water and one full of liquid soap as the rest sat me down near a grate for draining away water. The stone floor was cold to the touch, at least until the water buckets were dumped onto my and Seni’s heads. I was just glad that it was warm.

Then they got to washing me, starting by soaking two sponges in the goopy, white soap substance… or so I hoped it was. The thought that it could be a bucket full of cum turned me on in a way that I wasn’t fully willing to admit to. I hoped they couldn’t see me quiver when I looked into it. Though the fact that it made soapy suds and bubbles meant that it had to at least be mostly soap.

They’d yet to even touch me, and already I was dreaming up lewd scenarios that made little sense. At least I could take comfort in the fact that they were also vyxa, which I hoped meant they tended to have similarly vulgar thoughts.

The first sponge pressed against my shoulder and I shivered.

I protested being washed by them, of course, for what little good it did me. I even tried to take a sponge from one. Seni just smacked my hand away, insisting that she do it. Or at least, that's what I assumed her chastising words meant. All of my complaints fell on deaf ears. Almost literally, given that none of them could understand me anymore than I could them. As much as I whined, I didn’t truly mind all the attention, and I suspected they could tell.

Each time the graze of their hot, wet skin or the soft touch of a bare breast met me, my face warmed further. It was deliberate, I was certain. They were teasing me.

And it was working.

From behind, one ran a brush through my wet hair, applying some kind of oil to it. Though there were enough knots that she was more pulling and yanking it than brushing at first. She thankfully was holding my hair near the roots to keep it from hurting much. Somehow, she managed to press her tits  against my back once or twice, as inexplicable as that was.

Seni and another vyxa began scrubbing my upper arms with their soap-filled sponges, slowly moving downward as they talked. They seemed to alternate between rubbing it roughly against my skin and moving it so gently that it tickled. Either way, they were taking their time.

I didn’t know what to do with my hands.

Four naked girls surrounded me, giggling and teasing me, and I was near-frozen, staring down into my lap. My arms hovered awkwardly, almost terrified of touching them or myself somewhere I shouldn’t. It helped that they were washing them.

At the same time, it felt like I should be doing something with the four vyxa, and yet all I could do was sit there, letting them bathe and tease me.

The last of the four vyxa chatted with the others while making somewhat of a nuisance of herself. She seemed eager to hug, prod, and lean on everyone, myself included. The demon girl was completely unconcerned with how much she got in their way, or how much soapy suds she got all over herself and everyone else. As one of her arms wrapped around Seni, a hand not so subtly pressing up against her lower chest, the other vyxa stopped washing me to turn on the intrusive demon. Her hands shot forward, tickling the shorter girl’s sides.

The troublesome fiend squealed, falling backwards as the others laughed and chuckled. Even I couldn’t help a small smile and snort of amusement.

Then one of them asked a question.

Seni paused her tickle attack and shot back up with an exclamation, before all eyes turned to me. The sudden change put me on edge.

She mumbled something in their strange language before touching her chest, just above her breasts, and said, “Seni.” Then she pointed at me. “Aqua?”

I realized what she was doing and gave her a nod, which she thankfully understood. At least nods were the same here. Seni then pointed to the vyxa behind me, the tallest of the bunch with narrow eyes and what some might call a resting bitch face. I found it a bit hot.

“Thera.”

Pointing at the other one washing me, Seni said “Favelle.”

Then the short troublemaker shot up off the floor and shouted out several foreign words before repeatedly saying “Saryn,” which I very much hoped was her name.

There was an awkward pause before I gave in and repeated their names back to them. After which, they gave a small cheer at the simple victory. I rolled my eyes, but didn’t comment. It was cute.

As a… prospective woman, I was allowed to find things cute. Wasn’t I?

Thera finished brushing through my hair, while Seni and Favelle went back to the task of washing me with glee. Or, at least, Seni seemed rather gleeful about it. Favelle came off as a bit shy to my eyes, not talking as much as the others. Both girls scrubbed down my back and sides. Then, as Seni grabbed my tail, I let out a squeak. She giggled, rubbing her hands up and down it in an excessively lewd way, making squelching noises. I wanted to glare, but as a warmth stirred between my legs, I found myself looking away instead.

She took the opportunity to shift in front of me, letting go of my tail as Favelle took her place. Then, just a foot or so away, Seni brought her knees out in front of her, rising up onto them. She spread them wide as she smiled at me and leaned slightly forward. My eyes trailed to the wide open slit between her legs, unable to stop myself after the clear invitation to look. It glistened, and I gulped.

The sponge in her hand touched her knee, smearing suds up her leg before swirling across her belly and up between her breasts. I noted with some embarrassment that mine were a bit bigger than hers. Or at least it appeared so at a glance. I found myself imagining us pressing them together to compare. Seni then squeezed her two breasts around the creamy white sponge, causing soap to come squirting out. My eyes raptly watched it dripping to the floor and down her front. Her mouth parted and she took several heavy breaths, trembling as though it was some other part of her squirting white liquid all over herself and the floor.

She was too good at this.

I bit my lip, holding back a groan and becoming increasingly wet with desire. As my eyes rose up to meet hers, I noticed that her smile had curled up into a smirk. She rubbed the sponge across her tits as she continued to eye me. From behind, Favelle squeezed my tail, kneading and stroking it like one might do to tease a cock.

I moaned, no longer able to hold myself back.

Seni gestured towards me and asked something—I assumed something along the lines of “Want me to do you?”

“Oh, gods please yes,” I answered with a series of nods.

I wanted her to touch me. I needed her hands on me.

Seni grinned, brushing the sponge down her stomach, tantalizingly close to the spot between her legs. I waited, yet she did not move toward me. My impatience and need grew until Favelle and Thera pressed against each of my sides, catching me by surprise. They brought my soapy arms between each of their breasts, squeezing around them in much of the same way Seni had done to her sponge. As Thera rubbed her warm chest around my slippery arm—her breasts even bigger than mine—I melted between them.

Seni wasn’t asking if I wanted her to wash my front, but rather if I wanted Favelle and Thera to. I even vaguely recalled hearing their names, I thought. Or perhaps she didn’t ask about “washing” me at all. Maybe it was a question for something far lewder—like to toy and play with me until I came. Would tease me for hours, bringing me slowly closer and closer, until I succumbed to some truly mind blowing orgasm without them ever even touching anything properly sensitive?

I liked that idea far more than I felt I should.

As Favelle pressed the back of my hand up between her legs, I realized that “shy” was perhaps not the best descriptor for her. She began shifting up and down, grinding against me. I could feel just how wet she was, and as I met her eyes, I could just about see her pupils widening as her eyes dilated. Her lips were parted, two pointed teeth peeking out, as she took heavy breaths.

I shuddered.

Thera leaned forward to whisper into my ear, as a sponge filled with dripping s-soap came up to brush along my belly. I groaned, unable to understand what she was saying, but hearing her seductive tone clearly. Then Seni leaned forward in front of me, a cute, proud smirk on her lips. Her crimson eyes seemed to almost glow with lust as her fingers found their way inside of her. She fingered herself, uncaring that they were covered in soap.

Staring deep into my eyes, Seni leaned ever closer, until her face was right in front of mine. I felt a teasing hand brush against my inner thigh, close to my nethers, though I wasn’t sure whose it was. I moaned as the vyxa’s gaze swallowed me. Her nose brushed mine, before she tilted her head and our lips met. As a random hand trailed up the slick skin of my inner left thigh, I nearly came.

Then from above, a flood of cold water poured down over my head and around me, causing several squeals to be shouted out as it splashed over all of us. Seni and Thera fell back in shock, while Favelle squeezed harder around my arm. I could feel her body shake, and she let out a loud moan. It took me a second longer than perhaps it should have to realize she was cumming, buckling and shivering against my arm.

I glanced back to find a cackling Saryn standing above us with a now-empty oval tub in hand. One of the other vyxa voiced some kind of complaint, which only caused Saryn to laugh even more as she smugly responded back.

“You needed to cool off,” she probably said, or something along those lines.

She seemed the sort to make bad puns.

After another back and forth, Thera rose, looking peeved. I turned to watch as she made the mischievous vyxa drop the wide tub to the floor and then grabbed her by the jaw. Then she quipped something, perhaps a “I know how to shut you up,” and pulled the other vyxa toward her. Their lips met, and Saryn groaned. I couldn’t help but stare with wide eyes as Thera pinched her nipple, causing the troublemaker’s knees to wobble. Then the tall woman swept her down to the wet floor and straddled her, leaning down to continue their kiss.

Two arms curled around me from behind, giving me a sudden start as I felt two soft breasts press against my back. Seni whispered something into my ear, and I unfortunately had far too many guesses to what her teasing words might be.

Something like “You’d like her to do that to you, wouldn’t you?” seemed likely. Though it could have really been anything.

When Thera paused their kiss, Saryn asked something that made both her and Seni pause. Even Favelle, still coming down from her sudden orgasm, leaned back. The mischievous vixen smirked as four pairs of eyes suddenly stared at me with both curiosity and a hint of lust.

…Just what did she ask them?

I yelped as Seni tackled me to the floor. For a moment, she stared into my eyes. Then my surge of lust turned into confusion as she began scrubbing me down with the sponge in earnest, a coy smile on her lips. The other three surrounded me like sharks, quickly joining in.

For some reason, they seemed really eager to get me clean.