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a teen with an unusual condition tries to make it through the day, will he survive?
This choice: She disregards it, and uses you to scrub herself in the shower.  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

She disregards it, and uses you to scrub hersel...

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Trash paused for a moment, holding her wet wash cloth in one hand feeling like she was forgetting something important, then she shrugged figuring it would come back to her if it was so important. She squirted some shower gel onto your sodden squishy form and rubbed it to help it lather up. The soap stung your invisible eyes but you couldn't react as trish began pressing you against her flesh and rubbing.

Your mother sang to herself in the shower and you desperately tried to focus on that as she used you as her wash cloth, trying to ignore the fact she was rubbing your wet soapy body all over her skin. You kept telling yourself that she wasn't rubbing you all over her huge breasts, poking your eyes with her large nipples. You weren't being rubbed down across her jiggling ass cheeks and deep in her crack. She didn't use you for a good few minutes to fully cleanse her feminine area. You told yourself all of these things, but you didn't believe yourself for a second.

Trish finished scrubbing her wash cloth between her toes and twisted it in her hands, watching the water pour out as she squeezed you like a real wash cloth. After that she hung you over the wash cloth bar in the shower and moved onto her hair. The soap slowly moving from your eyes as you stared at the world upside down.

Finally your mother finished her shower and stepped out of the shower, wrapping herself in a towel and leaving the bathroom. You began to try to reform your very tired body but it was no good, it was too tired. Trying not to think what you were just used for, you passed out, your last conscious thought being "I hope mom remembers where I am soon" before you fell asleep hanging silently on your little bar in the shower looking right in place...

You have the following choices:

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1. Your mother remembers, looks for you again

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2. Totally slipped her mind, used again tomorrow

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