You step into the shower, thinking perhaps the hot water will wash away intrusive thoughts, the steam will clear your mind. It's kinda sorta worked in the past, at the very least delaying your transformation.
"Focus on the water, Kaitlyn, feel it running down your body. Forget her feet." Fuck, you're thinking of Emmie's adorable footsies already. Try to picture something else like a grassy field full of puppies. Yes, puppies and kittens. Those fuzzy little friends frolick all over, hopping around like happy little idiots.
You imagine them jumping on you, their sharp needle teeth nibbling your arms and legs, and their tongues licking. Licking your face, your ears and your bare feet. Just like Emmie will once you've shoved them in her mouth. "Urgh, puppies and kittens didn't work either. I just can't stop thinking about what I'd do to Emmie's cute little toes."
You hesitate to turn off the water; doing so this early may cause Emmie to come check on you, not the greatest idea given just a moment ago you were ready to let loose on her feet. On the other hand, it's inevitable her soles will find themselves coated in your slobber, carpe diem as that one guy in a movie used to say.
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