Chapter 69: Bath 2.0 Part-3

There, standing in front of me, was a completely naked catgirl!

"(Is it my turn now for bubbles?)" Miria asks, her bright eyes and smile directed at me.

Her question snapped me out of the daze caused by her sudden nudity. "Yes, it's your turn now, Miria," I reply with a smile as I walk up to her. Without needing Roxanne's translation, Miria seems to understand my intent as she picks up a handful of foam and passes it to me.

I couldn't help but smile at her quick thinking and start spreading the foam across her shoulders. Her blue eyes followed my every movement with curiosity, while my own gaze was drawn to the big pair of breasts in front of me. 

I had already guessed that Miria's breasts would be quite large. In this world where bras didn't exist, my eyes—honed by years of porn watching experience—could easily gauge the size and shape of a woman's breasts at a glance.

And I wasn't disappointed. In fact, I was pleasantly surprised. Her wonderful breasts, adorned with light brown nipples, were just two sizes smaller than Roxanne's and Lillia's, but still noticeably larger than Anastasia's. In short, they were magnificent!

Miria's hands were already covered in foam, and there was even some on her mouth, making me chuckle as I realized she must have tried tasting it. It wasn't a big deal, but I would have to remind Roxanne to keep an eye on her. 

After thoroughly covering her hands, I boldly moved on to lather her breasts. Lillia and Roxanne were helping by making more foam, and as a trail of bubbles slid down into her hidden valley, the sight became even more enticing.

I couldn't resist any longer and began to grope her breasts. They were so soft and squishy, almost like pudding—but even softer.

Miria continued to watch me curiously as I meticulously covered every part of her breasts in foam. I noticed how little she seemed to care about being naked in front of me. In fact, she didn't even seem to mind me fondling her breasts.

This must be a cultural difference between humans and catkin, I thought. I would have to slowly get to know more about her so I can understand her better. Even in the original story, Michio hadn't made much effort to learn about these girl's pasts.

Perhaps it was due to a guilty conscience, as sharing everything about themselves might have compelled Michio to share everything about himself too. And I doubt he ever wanted to relive the painful memories of his past.

These idle thoughts drifted through my mind as my hands continued to mold her breasts into different shapes. After touching five different pairs, I could confidently say that each breast was unique! Maybe women should use their breasts as their IDs instead of fingerprints!

Setting aside that revolutionary idea, I notice Miria's cheeks had started to turn rosy. Smiling, I decided it was time to stop playing with her breasts, which were already hidden now beneath a foamy veil. I took more foam and began to cover her belly.

"(Hahaha!)" Miria laughed with a bell-like giggle as she backed away when I applied foam to her sides.

"(Stay still for Master, Miria)" Roxanne chided her from besides me.

"(But it tickles!)" Miria protested, pouting at Roxanne.

"You will get fish for breakfast tomorrow," I said with a smile.

"Fish, desu!" Miria instantly stopped squirming and stood at attention in front of me, clearly understanding me even without Roxanne's help. I shake my head, knowing that all her attention was on the word 'Fish'.

As I resumed applying foam, Miria did her best to stifle her laughter, her body twitched constantly as she soldiered through the ticklish sensation. Miria was a bit too addicted to fish, so I will have to ask Roxanne to teach her to be wary of anyone offering it to her, as it was definitely a genuine concern in her case.

But I could take comfort in knowing that, over time, she would come to realize that she could get as much fish as she wanted here with me, and her obsession might naturally decrease then.

Miria looked at me with clear, innocent eyes as I finished covering her upper body in foam. When I moved behind her, a furry object brushed against my leg. Glancing down, I saw her long cat tail swishing against me. I just chuckled and started covering her back in foam.

"Do catkin not have fur on their backs like wolfkin?" I asked, noticing Miria's smooth fair back.

"Catkin and wolfkin are very different, Master. Catkin do not have fur on their backs, and they can even move their tails voluntarily," Roxanne explained from beside me.

"Yes, her tail is certainly very lively," I said, feeling Miria's tail swishing between my legs while she played with the foam on her breasts.

"Dail?" Miria asked curiously.

"(Master is talking about your tail!) T-A-I-L" Roxanne corrected her in Brahim.

"TA-IL," Miria repeated, mimicking the word.

"Yes, correct," Roxanne nodded in satisfaction, and Miria beamed as her tail swished even more enthusiastically.

Roxanne had been teaching Miria some Brahim words, and so far, she wasn't doing badly—especially if the words were even remotely related to fish. I grabbed Miria's tail, stopping its motion. It was quite thick and felt like a proper tail, unlike Roxanne's brush-like tail.

I also noticed that Miria went completely still as soon as I caught her tail. Keeping this piece of information in mind, I covered her tail in foam as well. I gave it a gentle tug, finding it solidly connected to her back, just above her ass.

Releasing her tail, it immediately resumed swishing, and my attention shifted to her butt. I covered it with foam and indulged in fondling it for a bit. Her ass was delightfully elastic and bouncy in my hands.

"(Punishment?)" Miria asked, glancing back at me.

"No, but if you don't follow my or Roxanne's orders, you might find yourself experiencing one," I replied with a chuckle as I grab her butt cheek tightly.

Roxanne translated my words from the side. It wasn't that I couldn't speak the Burner language, but it would show 'favour' to Miria. Speaking to her exclusively in her tongue might give the wrong impression to the other girls.

It was a small thing, but I didn't want to create any misunderstandings down the road. So it was best to speak in Brahim and let Roxanne translate. It would also motivate Miria to learn Brahim, though I suspected a promise of fish would work even better.

"Punismend, desu!" Miria said cheerfully.

I couldn't help but smile wryly, as from what I understood from their interaction was that Miria seemed to be interested in this 'punishment' game and wouldn't mind playing it with me.

"Later," I said, shaking my head to dispel the enticing images her words had conjured in my mind.

Next, I moved on to her legs, which were smooth and toned—probably from all the swimming she did. My hands then lathered foam around her most intimate area.

I was genuinely surprised at how little she cared or reacted to my touch. The only sign of any change in her clear gaze was the twitching of her cat ears when I got close to her pussy.

I ended Miria's session by covering even her face in foam. She kept licking at the foam when it neared her mouth, making me chuckle at how adorably catlike she was.

"Master, it is your turn now," Roxanne announces, stepping in front of me. "Please allow us to wash you now," she adds, her amber eyes shining in the candlelight.

"Alright," I nod. Before I could do it myself, Roxanne unwrapped my bath towel on her own. My 'dragon,' which had been barely contained by the towel since I first saw Roxanne remove hers, was now fully visible to all the girls.

Roxanne looked up at me and hugged me from the front, her bombastic breasts pressing against my chest. My cock itself pushed against her stomach, but Roxanne didn't seem to mind as she started moving her breasts up and down my chest.

Before I could fully enjoy it, another body pressed against my side. It was Sherry, the dwarf with her dark purple hair. "I will also help wash you, Master," she said as her petite body started rubbing against my body.

Her hard nipples brushed up against my arm, and then I felt a soft body hugging my back. "Me... too," came a shy voice from behind me, which I recognized as Lillia's.

And it didn't stop there. A smiling face approached from the other side and latched onto me. "Master's hometown has a strange culture," Anastasia remarked as she began rubbing her soft breasts against my arm.

"Did you instruct them?" I asked Roxanne curiously.

"Yes, Master. Please allow us to properly wash your body," Roxanne replied, grabbing my rod and slowly stroking it while lathering it with foam from her body.

I closed my eyes, relishing the sensation of being sandwiched between so many warm, soft bodies. Roxanne's full breasts brushed against my front, Lillia's pointy ones against my back, Sherry's petite figure stroked against me on the right, and Anastasia's soft body cuddled against my left.

This was paradise!

My senses were overwhelmed as I felt the heat of these young, sensual bodies enveloping me. "You're all doing... great," I murmured huskily, opening my eyes to see the foamy, bubbly bodies of these sexy girls rubbing against me. 

"Thank you, Master," Roxanne murmured with a smile, tiptoeing to rub her face against mine.

"Wash-desu!" came a cheerful voice from my right. It was Miria, who had wedged herself between Roxanne and Sherry, mimicking Roxanne's actions by pressing her face and breasts against me.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her antics, "Hmph" the dark purple hair coloured Sherry pouts from besides me as she starts rubbing against my body even harder.

Not to be outdone, Anastasia—her light purple hair brushing against my arm—also intensified her efforts, her soft body pressing insistently against me. Although I couldn't see Lillia, I could feel her shyly, but firmly, rubbing her whole body against my back.

"Be thorough, don't miss a spot," Roxanne instructed, her hands now fondling my balls and covering them in foam.

"Haa, you girls are the best!" I groaned in satisfaction, as they expertly lathered my body with their own. Each touch, each press of their soft, warm bodies against mine, drove away all thoughts of anything but the pleasure of the moment. The world outside, with all its concerns, faded into oblivion as I basked in the blissful experience.

Soon, however, Anastasia stepped away, followed by Lillia and then Sherry. Finally, even Roxanne retreated, and with her lead, Miria also stopped. I realized then that with the increased womanpower, they had managed to cover my entire body in foam much quicker than I would have liked.

Part of me was tempted to ask them to continue, as my little brother felt very close to a big release. But I knew that this was the first night for three of them, and maybe it wasn't the best time to indulge too deeply this soon.

Still, the idea of having Roxanne create a schedule—limiting the number of girls who would wash me to just two at a time—crossed my mind. That way, I could savour the experience longer, prolonging the delicious sensations.

For now, I took a deep breath and reined in my desire. Opening my eyes, I look at the five sexy bodies in front of me, a smirk playing on my lips, knowing that the night was just beginning!

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