Washu treaded water, Between Tenchi’s legs in the bathtub. She loved how refreshing the Olympic pool sized bathtub felt on her skin, after her night of pleasure and fun with Tenchi. To get her to the bathroom without anyone noticing her, Tenchi had to be very devious. Initially, Washu suggested carrying her in his mouth, she had faith that Tenchi wouldn’t swallow her. Then she realized that she stank of his jism. Tenchi might have been kinky, but tasting a semen-flavored person wasn’t something he thought he could stomach. In the end, they’d stuck to the same mood of travel as before, in his tighty-whities. Washu rode in the bottom of Tenchi’s underwear, beside the hanging balls. She looked up at the once tree thick dick that had shrunken from last night and returned beneath the foreskin. Later today, she reminded herself, she had to get that turtle to poke it’s head out. Once in the bathroom, Tenchi had filled a tub full of water and dumped his little quest into the heated bathtub, before sitting down beside her.
“Tenchi, how would you feel if we switched roles when I got my Shrinker fixed?” Washu asked as she did a backstroke around Tenchi’s submerged legs.
“So I’d be your dildo?” Tenchi said weighing the option.
“Of coarse not Tenchi,” Washu said aghast. Then her horrified face twisted into a perverted one.
“You’d also be my butt plug, my teeth cleaner, my suppository, my backscratcher and a lot of other useful tools to massage and prim my body.” Washu said, meaning every word she said.
“Good, I’d hate to be a one trick pony for you,” Tenchi chuckled as he tried to imagine what it would be like being the shrunken sex toy. But he wasn’t the sex toy now, he reminded himself. It was Washu.
“Washu, aren’t people going to get curious when you don’t leave your lab all week?” Tenchi asked realizing that if the shrunken sex toy were with her, no one would be seeing the full-sized Washu all week.
“Got that covered,” Washu said giving Tenchi the thumbs up.
“How?” The boy had to ask.
“E-mail,” Washu chuckled. Seeing that Tenchi didn’t understand what she meant, Washu elaborated.
“I sent an E-mail before bed, telling everyone that I needed to leave for the week on important scientific stuff. The only people that know why I’m really missing are Mihoshi and Sasami. Sasami promised not to tell and Mihoshi has probably already forgotten. So, for the next week you have me completely at your mercy,” Washu explained with a smile. Tenchi smiled back, completely at his mercy, she said? He’ll have to show her how merciless he can be.