Story: BBW TLR

The Haruna in the mirror twirled around a strand of hair while the real world Haruna looked her over with muted envy. This other her was gorgeous! She couldn't stop staring even though it was kinda rude. They were both naked, and that gave her the perfect chance for a real comparison.

To start with, her skin was flawless. Every inch of it seemed to gleam and shine, almost like, you know, she had this aura of prettiness or something. No scratches, no scars, no freckles, no blemishes. Every inch was healthy, radiant skin, and you know the same description could kind of be given to her hair as well. It was, like, the same hairstyle but a bright, dazzling blonde. And not only was there not a hair out of place nor a split end or, well, anything wrong with it but it almost felt like looking at it the golden locks would still look entrancing even if someone were to reach over and tousle it up into a messy mop-like, um, thingy!

And that's before she even started on the tits, the waist, the hips, the legs...

"So, um, you should maybe go visit that cutie Rito," the other Haruna absently tittered. The real Haruna blushed just a touch and looked down at the floor. "Come on. We both know you want him, babe. You had the, what's the word... The thing you have when you're in front?"

"Advantage?" Haruna offered.

"Right! Advantage! You had the advantage while you had the body wash, but now, um, that Lala chick has it now too! Teehee! She'll make a totally cute bimbo. I doubt Rito will be able to resist her hot, ditzy alien booty. You'd better go out there, girlfriend, and get your man fast!"

A gear turned in Haruna's head. "Um. What do you mean she'll make a totally cute bimbo?"

"Oh, you're sooo totes adorable!" the reflection tittered. "You didn't notice? That body wash is turning you into more of a sexpot airhead every time you use it."

That was bad, wasn't it? Haruna frowned and tried to concentrate. Yep. It definitely seemed like it would be a bad thing if she were to transform into some, you know, ditzy, braindead slut. "But I don't wanna be a bimbo," Haruna complained.

"Are you sure?" the reflection playfully asked. "Then why are you rubbing lotion on those tits?"

To Haruna's great surprise, she was indeed doing exactly that. It caught her completely off guard, but there she was rubbing pink goop all over her tits, covering every single inch in the bimbofying liquid. "Ah!" she gasped upon accidentally squeezing herself. It was the kind of pleasure that straightens your spine in an instant. "Mmmf! Nnnnooo! Why does it feel good?"

"'Cause the body wash wants to be u~used!" the reflection sang, and twirled, and looked so pretty and cute and - And Haruna sunk to her knees, moaning and whimpering. "So it makes your bod feel hot, then makes it hotter, tee hee!"

Somehow, Haruna tore her hands away from her increasingly sensitive tits, and scurried away from the mirror towards the bathroom. The reflection waved goodbye and blew her a kiss as she went. This was bad! There was still a tingling on her chest and hands. A really pleasant tingling. She flexed her hands. Oh gawd, she wanted to grope herself so badly, play with her boobs while rubbing the body wash into her skin and -

<i><b>Rito.</b></i>

Instead she grabbed a towel and tried to wipe it off, first her hands and then her - Oooh, that was making her eyes roll up and a purring sound escape her throat. A towel was a little bit rougher than her hands, and the way that it went across her nipples made them even more erect and firm than they already were. She was pretty sure she'd gotten it all off, but maybe she should be on the safe side. In fact, maybe she should take a shower to make sure it all washed right off her body? And while she did that, she could rub some -

Haruna stormed back into her room, where the reflection was now making a very lewd, very suggestive and very, very distracting gesture with her hands. The shy girl reached for a very cute and flowery miniskirt that made her legs really stand out - then stopped and went for a pair of baggier trousers in her "not" pile. Even though she, like, really looked so nice in that skirt...

"It's so funny watching you try to fight it," the reflection taunted. She hefted her right breast, then licked that nipple. For some reason Haruna's mouth felt completely dry. "Deep down, you wanna be a bimbo. You wanna, like, screw Rito silly. You wanna look cute and sexy and not have to worry about anything," she tittered and then used her other hand to smack her ass. "And you wanna have fun with all Rito's other girlfriends too! Go on! Take a shower. You'll feel so much better."

But Haruna didn't listen. Instead she finished dressing in the least sexy and revealing clothes she could find and then stormed right out through the front door. Destination: Rito's house!

Meanwhile, back at the mirror the reflection started to fade. "Silly girl," it said. "If she really wanted to warn them, she coulda used the phone...."

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Yui Kotegawa felt funny. And not the good kind of funny. The suspicious kind of funny that only ever resulted in trouble, and usually involved that pervert Rito Yuuki having a fistful/eyeful of her panties. Which led to here and now. With her sitting on her bed. Watching a little pink bottle as if it might bite her or run off if she turned her attention away for a second.

Her reasoning was simple enough. Something weird had happened at the baths. She'd been hit by a lot of lather from out of nowhere, and then everyone had found a little pink bottle. Somehow it was connected. Someone was up to something using that pink bottle. And yet, she didn't quite want to throw it away either.

That was suspicious. Therefore, she was going to wait until that scatterbrained alien with the advanced technology got in touch with them to tell her what it was, so they could properly and safely deal with it.

Her own analysis did not clear up any suspicions, not even a little. It was a pink body wash. She had poured some of it out into the sink, carefully and while wearing gloves. It was a thick goop with a strangely heady aroma that made her have to sit down when she sniffed it. So she'd put it a little further than arm's reach, somewhere she could keep a close eye on it without it doing something twisted and inappropriate to her, as it was obviously intended to -

"Hey, sis!" her brother suddenly called, and before she could do anything at all he picked up the bottle and looked it over. "Oho? What's this? Some fancy body wash for your man?"

"Yuu! Put that down!" Yui snapped. "And Rito is not my man!"

"Did I say anything about Rito?" Yuu teased, tousling her hair with a really, really annoying chuckle. "I know, I know! 'It's not like I like him or anything.' Or something like that?"

She shot death at him through her eyes. Yuu shrugged it off like always. That irritating older brother! He opened up the bottle and took a sniff. "Nice!" he said with a very knowing smirk. "I'm sure that boy you don't like will hardly be able to keep his hands off you. Not that you want him to notice you like that or anything, right?"

"That's right, I don't!" Yui snapped, grabbing the bottle right out of his hands - and accidentally squeezing out a small dollop onto the back of her hand. For a moment she was still. Frighteningly still. With anger. With fury. That idiot! That stupid, womanising, smiling idiot!

"Well, you have fun, little sis!" Yuu said, backing off and waving goodbye. "I'm off on a date with the lovely Akiho. So don't wait up, I have a good feeling about tonight!"

Yui made a small, strangled noise while staring at the glob of goop on the back of her hand. She had to be careful about this. It made her think of that old American horror movie, <i>The Blob</i>. If she wasn't careful this stuff might grow and grow up her arm and then consume her body! Or maybe something else. It wasn't natural whatever it was! No question in her mind that it would do something shameless to her, utterly without shame!

"Observation one," Yui whispered. "My skin feels... Strange." She inched over towards the table, trying to be careful to keep the glob contained until she could reach something she could wipe it off with. The last thing she wanted was to spread it across more of her skin! The bottle was set down, carefully, but not carefully enough to keep it from oozing across her fingers. "Ah!" She gasped. She tried to keep that hand still. The other hand could be used to grab hold of a handkerchief. She always kept a box by her bed, in case of spillage or catching a cold.

Armed with a handkerchief, Yui allowed herself a smirk of triumph at overcoming this hurdle and carefully dabbed it away, wiping the goop off without letting it touch the fingers of her other hand. Aha! "Observation 2," Yui whispered. "This peculiarly pleasant sensation feels very good when rubbed. Observation 3, contact with it has..."

It made her blink in genuine surprise. There was a very clear demarcation between where the wash had contacted her skin and where it had not. It was like a tan line. One part of her skin seemed more radiant, alive and healthy than the rest. Yui stared at it in annoyed fascination. A little of it had touched her thumbnail too, and had come out looking manicured. Not just manicured. To an expert degree beyond her wildest imagination.

"I see how it is," Yui said indignantly to the bottle. Yes, to the inanimate object. "This is the bait on the hook. Well! I'm not going to fall for it." She collapsed back onto her bed and tossed the thoroughly pinkened handkerchief into her waste bin, then resumed her staring contest, her frown capable of withering flowers from sheer pressure alone. "I, Yui Kotegawa, shall not be seduced by some... some shameless bottle of body wash!"


Yet as she said that, she absently rubbed the spot on her hand where the wash had already worked its magic. And her feet twitched from barely concealed delight in tune to the rubbing.

1. Riko causes mischief.
2. Haruna arrives to warn them about the body wash.
3. A series of unlikely events conspire to make Yui use the body wash.
4. The date between Akiho and Yuu goes better than normal.
5. The other girls try to resist the allure of the body wash.
6. Something else