I Unintentionally Became Her Kitten

Chapter 9: The Kitty takes a Bath

I woke up with Alisha still holding me, though she was less aggressive about it once asleep.

Her bare skin pressed against mine in a way that reminded me of everything that had happened last night.

My body flushed and I started to sit up just to have her arm twitch then pull me back down to be with her.

“You’re awake,” she mumbled and started to kiss at the back of my neck, sending fresh butterflies into my stomach.

“Yeah,” I said softly.

My stomach hurt in a strange way. Probably because last night had been intense for my body.

“I should take a bath. Do you want to join me?” she pressed her face against my neck again.

“Do you… want me to?” I wasn’t sure if I should agree. The idea of more sex was both exhausting but incredibly exhilarating at the same time. And more forwardly, would it be rude to decline after we had spent the night together? I didn’t have any experience with these kinds of things.

“I wouldn’t mind. And I’m sure you’d like to get cleaned up.” This time she gave me a soft bite before pulling away and getting out of the bed.

She was still naked and I averted my eyes, seeing the way her breasts jiggled softly as she walked. They were quite perky and firm unlike mine that were much squishier and a little saggy from their own weight. 

Maybe, though, I should’ve started worrying about other things. Like the fact that I should start drinking cranberry juice so my privates smelled (and tasted) better.

A fresh wave of blushing came over me and I rubbed my face briefly before getting up. Alisha was getting a few things out of the bathroom and came back with a pair of black robes and offered one to me.

I was grateful for something to cover myself with even if we were only going downstairs.

She led me down to the lower bathroom, the one with the large jacuzzi tub and a door that wasn’t made of glass (though the glass in the upper one did fog up whenever it was clicked shut and cleared when it was left open, a quirk that still gave me anxiety.).

Alisha turned the water on as I watched. She crouched next to it and kept a hand in the water as the tub filled.

I kneeled next to her to watch the level rise.

“There’s some bath salts in the drawer, if you want to pick some out.”

I nodded and went to the sink to start rummaging through the drawers. They were filled with a lot of luxury items like bath salts and bath bombs, fancy bar soap and face masks and the like that somebody might get in a tasteful gift basket.

I picked out some blue tinted salt that was labeled as ‘blue meadows’ and smelled fruitier than some of the others.

She took them from me and began pouring in a decent amount. The hot water turned a very light shade of blue and that fruity smell, I thought it might be dragonfruit and something more floral, filled the room.

“Is it a comfortable temperature for you?” Alisha asked.

I dipped two fingers in the water and nodded.

She gave me that soft, almost ghostly smile before leaning over and kissing the top of my head. Then she stood and pulled her robe off, revealing all of that pale skin again. A couple hooks were mounted next to the tub and this was where she hung hers before holding out a hand for mine.

I sheepishly untied the belt and shrugged out of the plush material, again unsure about being nude with her, but she simply took my robe and casually hung it up with hers.

Alisha tested the water with her hand one last time before turning the faucet off and stepping in, turning to offer me a hand after.

I accepted it and stepped over the edge and slowly sank in next to her.

The tub was large enough to comfortably fit both of us and the slope of the bottom and sides was ideal for comfort. It was so easy to gently sink in next to Alisha who had her head tilted back and her eyes closed, evidently enjoying the water.

The heat helped ease the fatigue out of my body. As we sat in the tub together. Our hips occasionally bumped against each other, making me worry I was being too close, then Alisha reached over and stroked my hair.

“I hope I didn’t rush you into anything,” she said.

I shook my head. The bathroom was so quiet it felt weird to speak.

She pulled me close, my head softly resting on her chest.

That familiar embarrassed feeling came over me as she did so, but with a few gentle pets of my hair, I felt it melt away, replaced with contentment.

“I am rather fond of you,” she continued and ran her hand under my jaw to lift my face toward her.

Then she kissed me, gentler than last night, but still with lots of feeling. Her tongue gently brushed against my lips before going to push at my teeth. I melted against her and found my position shifting to better press against her.

The steam was making it difficult to think straight. My hands started to explore in the water, landing on her thighs but before I could get any further she pulled away and put her hands on mine.

“As much as I wish I could ravage you right now, it’s not a good idea,” she murmured. “Soon, I promise, but I have some messes to clean today.”

I pulled my hands back and settled for another slow kiss. I’m sure she knew how much it made me want to start clawing at her for more, but I controlled myself.

She got out a few minutes later, pale skin flushed from heat, and pulled her robe on.

“Enjoy the bath kitten,” she told me. “Just open the drain when you’re finished.”

I waited a few seconds before getting up to lock the door, then returned to the large tub.

A touch screen up on the wall next to it had a few different settings and I played around with them. It was definitely a luxury tub as I turned on bubble jets and some lights, then discovered there was a massage setting and something called ‘pleasure mode’ which turned on the jets on the floor, making me jump in surprise and move away from it after it sent a powerful blast right between my legs. I wondered how often, if at all, Alisha used that setting.

In the end I opted for a gentle, non pleasure, bubble jet setting and relaxed back into the water. It was nice to just relax, alone, in a safe place.