This choice: She wants you to pamper her. • Go Back... She wants you to pamper her!
"Is that right?" You say as you stand up, pushing the Clefairy doll off your body and onto the table. "I'll be sure to make sure I'll give you a full on spa day, my dear." You give a cheeky smile to Mawile and pat her on the nose.
This only causes Mawile to blush as she covers her face in embarrassment. You give a chuckle at her reaction and take a look around the room. "I'm gonna need some supplies first. Do you have anything that could work?" Mawile thinks for a moment, before getting up and running to a shelf. She opens up a cabinet and starts to throw a bunch of things onto the floor. Things like lotions, scrubs, a hair dryer, shampoos, conditioners, a toothbrush and paste, and a nail clipper. "Wow, this is perfect! It'll take me some time to get all of this prepared, so you'll have to wait. How does that sound?"
"Maw..." Mawile looks away, looking a little sad that she's going to have to wait.
"Don't worry, I'll try and make it quick. But I have to make sure I have everything you'll need for your spa session!" You smile at the giant Mawile. "Just be sure to get ready, okay?"
"Maw... Wile." Mawile gives a little nod. She takes a seat on the floor and picks up a magazine, flipping through the pages.
Alright, now what should we do first? Let's see here... You grab a couple bottles of the shampoos and conditioners and place them next to a small cup
. "Alright, a quick rinse won't hurt. Can you get a basin of water so we can wash your hair?" You shout out to Mawile, who puts her magazine down.
"Mawile!" She goes to a corner of the room and lifts a large basin.
"Whoa, that's a big basin." You say, watching as she struggles to bring it over for your inspection.
"That is perfect! Can you go fill it with water and bring me a towel so I can dry your hair afterwards? I'm also gonna need a stool, can you get that too?" You ask, getting everything ready. Mawile looks a little worried, and looks like she's thinking it over.
"Wile... Maw?" She points to her mouth, then back to you, and gives a big grin.
Mawile nods and picks up the basin, opening the secret door and stepping out, closing the door behind her.
You wait for a bit, hearing the door click open and close once again. When you turn around, Mawile is already back, her hands full of a bowl of water and a towel.
"Oh! That was quick!" You smile, as she places the basin, which is now filled with warm water. She sets the towel on the table and gives you a thumbs up.
"Are you ready for me to wash your hair? I hope you didn't forget the stool!" You say, looking around, not seeing any stool.
"Wile." She says and points at the door. Oh yeah, she did go back to get it, but why didn't she bring it with her the first time? She likely didn't want to spill the water you remind yourself.
Mawile sits and the stool and places her hair into the basin.
"Alright, I'm going to start washing your hair now." You warn her.
Mawile gives a small nod, and you begin to rub the shampoo and conditioner into her long hair. Your small fingers comb through her wet locks, feeling her hair become less and less tangled. She must not take care of her hair too often. Then again it must be a difficult task with the giant set of jaws on top of her head.
"Is this alright? I'm not hurting you, am I?" You ask, and she shakes her head.
"Wile..." She says and gives a small sigh. You continue to rub and scrub her scalp, and Mawile seems to enjoy it. Her body is tense at first, but eventually she starts to relax, even closing her eyes.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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