This choice: "Umm... Hannah? Do you think you could come in here...?" • Go Back... As much as she hated to admit it, Meitnerium wasn't exactly the brightest girl. She did cosmotology, not anthropology. So Faith forbid that she not be able to decipher the greater intricacies of this primitive planet's bathing system. She stood there for about two minutes before finally breaking down and calling for help. She may have just met the girl, but if she didn't want to spent her (hopefully brief) time on this mud ball stinking up the joint, she was going to have to get some help...
"Umm... Hannah?!" she hollered, her cheeks a dark green with embarassment, "Do you think you could come in here?!"
Not long after, the doorknob rattled and turned as Hannah entered the underdeveloped bathroom.
"Sure thing, Meitty, what's--?"
And when she came to see the figure standing in front of her, completely naked and standing in the bathroom in a probably unintentionally provocative pose, Hannah's ivory cheeks burned bright red! She instantly recoiled and retreated behind the door. Honestly, the people on this planet. They were so concerned with privacy! Curtains on their sanitation stations, now freaking out when a houseguest (roommate? Blech.) was naked? For a bunch of primitives, Meitnerium couldn't help but think that they were awfully prudish!
"The thing." Meitnerium pointed at the station, "How do you... how do you work the thing?"
Hannah crept back in slowly, peeking out from behind the door ever so quietly as she was beckoned to come inside. She was still beet red and obviously flustered by Meitnerium's lack of clothing.
"Um... you're..."
"I know! But I can't... Ugh!" Meitnerium gave a petulant stamp of her foot, which sent her perky green breasts bouncing, "How do you work this thing?!"
It was super embarassing to say that she couldn't figure out this ridiculously simple tech. But no one in her family had seen knobs on thei sanitation stations since... since... Faith, museums. It wasn't her fault that society had left her ill-equipped to deal with life on other planets! It was just... It was just how things were done, okay?!
But, perhaps seeing that Meitnerium was somehow out of her element, Hannah's guard lowered even further.
"Oh wow... you must have hit your head or something..." Hannah said, still clearly flustered with Meitnerium's nudity, "I mean, okay! If you need help, I'll be more than happy to show you how its done..."
***
"Ahh~"
Meitnerium sunk down into the water. This was so... relaxing! The water was warm and it felt so good against her bumps and bruises. The bubbles that had sprung from Hannah's strange mixture she'd squirted into the water before her; delightful! They smelled so good! And all the stuff that Hannah had shown her--all different variations of "soap" that went different places. Although it wasn't tasty, Meitnerium sure could have cared less. While it didn't match all the different ways that a truly modern sanitation station could have made her smell, she certainly wasn't complaining about smelling like Lavender.
Whatever the Faith a lavender was.
"That's right, girl. You just sink your pretty, uh, blonde (?) head into those suds." Hannah said with a smile as she ran a washcloth up Meitnerium's arm, "Let Hannah take care of it."
This girl. This girl though. This primitive girl was everything that Meitnerium had ever needed in her entire life and more. Maybe when her daddy picked her up, she could talk Hannah into coming with her and just... doing nice shit for her like this all the time. Friggin' Faith this was amazing...
"So, Meitty, I gotta ask..." Hannah asked, "The uh... what's with the green?"
Meitnerium blinked dumbly.
"You know. The uh..." Hannah winced, hoping she hadn't offended her, "The fact that you're green."
"Oh!" Meitty was truly torn from her lofty, bubbly sanctuary for the first time since she'd really melted, "Uh... skin condition?"
"Okay, yeah, I don't think that's a thing, but okay." Hannah said cheerfully, "And, uh... the... things? The things on your head? Your doingies?"
Meitnerium's hands shot up to cover her antennae--when had those popped out?! She had hidden them safely underneath a headband for a reason! The last thing she needed was... oh, who cared. This felt amazing.
"I'm an alien." Meitnerium said with a facetious tone, "Don't tell anybody."
Hannah raised an eyebrow curiously, unable to hide a wry smile developing between her cheeks.
"Shhh..." Meitnerium purred as she sunk into the tub.
"Oh whatever Meitty." Hannah rolled her eyes, "C'mere so I can do your hair."
Meitnerium complied, warm water sloshing all around her as she shifted her position in the basin of the station. Hannah poured shampoo on her long white locks and started kneading it into her scalp. Meitnerium practically puddled right there as she felt Hannah's long fingernails scritch and scratch against her skin. Then she started tickling the shaft of her antennae...
"Ahh~" she sounded again, her chest heavy, "Stop it, Hannah, those are sensitive..."
"You're really commited to this alien thing, aren't you?" Hannah raised her eyebrows again, "Well, I'll try not to be too rough, green-skinned space babe..."
Meitnerium bit her bottom lip as Hannah kneaded and massaged the top of her head. She hadn't been touched like that in... wow, weeks. Not since she and Gallium Brown broke up. It was so relaxing, so soothing so... not soothing. Hannah sure had magic fingers alright.
"Alright, now dunk." Hannah ordered
On command, Meitnerium took her first use of primitive vernacular into action. She lowered her head into the water, held her breath, and got all the soap out of her hair. When she rose, she was suds free--and sopping wet. Her skin was shiny with water as she panted.
"Good girl." Hannah said with a smile, "Now why don't we get you a robe? I think I saw one in the closet..."
***
"How do I look?"
Meitnerium did a cute little spin, the robe fluttering in the breeze she created.
Apparently she was a fair bit taller than what was expected of these other primitives. The robe was pretty short on her. It only came down to cover her glorious green glutes! Her long legs were completely on display.
"Great." Hannah said with a thumbs up "Here, wrap your hair in this towel so you can go sit down on the couch."
Ooh! Accessorizing! Now Meitnerium was starting to feel at home!
The green girl did as she was told and wrapped her white locks up in the fluffy cream towel that Hannah provided her before (struggling with) turning the doorknob and entering the next room of her somehow less horrible domicile. She plopped herself down on the couch, kicked her feet up on the coffeetable, and folded her arms behind her back.
Maybe this wouldn't be quite so bad!
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