*~* Author's Note *~* This is a series I started for fun seeing as I never finish long stories. Being able to write a chapter, polish it, and post it for feed back seems like a good way to start. Future chapters will have many, many fetishes. Some of these include; tentacles, absorption vore, impregnation, ooze girl, and whatever else I cook up. If you're not into this kinda stuff feel free to turn back now. This chapter involves none of that. I hope you enjoy! Please rate and comment if you'd like to see more!
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There was something vaguely creepy about the house even now. It had taken her two days to get most of her belongings packed up and moved into the new house. She left behind most of her furniture, all second hand, in favor of the furnishings that came with the beautiful house. She stayed late tonight and now that everything was in it's place she was exhausted. All she could think of was a nice, steamy shower and her newly made bed.
She walked through the strange house to the staircase. There were two floors, a basement, and an attic. Much more space than she was used to. She peeked out the large front windows. Deep in the forests of Pennsylvania all there was to see were trees and stars, far more stars than she'd ever seen living in the city. She turned back to the staircase and made her way up. There were so many rooms, she didn't even know what some of them might have been for. The floor creaked quietly as she found herself at the bathroom.
It was one of three in the house and made mostly of black and white marble. She closed the heavy door behind her and took in the room once more. Ahead of her was a marble shelf worked into the wall. Next to her was a large mirror that took up the whole wall, not even a frame separated it from the floor or ceiling. To her left was a large marble bathtub that took up the entire side of the room which also seemed to be worked right into the floor. Big enough for at least eight adults to lay in with room to spare, it was massive. Made completely of black and white swirled marble, even the shelf worked into the far side's wall for shampoo and soaps.
Three large round shower heads lined the wall of the tub on each side, each side with their own set of knobs to adjust the water. Right under the shower heads was a small lip of marble and a gap above it that spanned all three. She slipped off her socks and unzipped her dark, dust covered jeans, letting them fall to the floor at her feet. Stepping out of them she stepped into the tub and over to the knobs. She turned the water on hot and water began flowing from the gap creating a waterfall wide enough for three. She plugged the drain in the center of the tub and stepped back out.
She padded over to her jeans, picking them up and fishing the cellphone from it's pockets. It occurred to her to send a text to her friend Tonya to let her know she wouldn't be over tonight. She slid the screen up to reveal the thumb keyboard and began; Hey Tonya, good news! I finished unpacking tonight so i'm staying here tonight. Your couch is gonna miss me! Thanks again for taking me in. She hit send and set it on the shelf, tossing the jeans and socks in the corner. She pulled the loose shirt over her head and unclasped her bra. The sound of the water was already relaxing her and steam was starting to surround her. She slid out of her panties and turned to the mirrorwall, pulling the scrunchie out of her hair and tossing it on the shelf as well. Long black hair cascaded over the light skin of her shoulders. She was curvy and beautiful. She had a bit of a belly but she was happy with her figure and no one ever complained. She didn't see the beauty in those zero sized models, ribs clearly visible under their skin. That always made her feel sick, that wasn't beauty, that was malnourished.
She turned from the mirror but something caught her eye, a small movement? Wiping at the condensation from it's surface she saw nothing out of the ordinary and shrugged. She walked back over to the half full tub and climbed into the hot water. She moved through the water and turned the knobs to off then slowly lowered herself into the waiting water. Savoring the feeling of the heat creeping up her skin and over her generous breasts. Laying in the tub she allowed herself to relax, enjoying the heat that seemed to leech the fatigue from her muscles. She caught a whiff of something pleasant and flowery, so faint she thought she may have imagined it. The hot water melted away the stresses of the day and her eyes felt a bit heavy. She smelled the flowery scent more now, a soft undercurrent, as if the steam itself carried it. She felt herself begin to dose off, tiny waves lapped at her breasts as she settled in...