Regretful Reads quickly stripped off his clothes and entered the shower. On his way he saw Stitch's red shorts hanging on a rack. Thoughts of just getting a whiff of the shorts flooded his mind... But he was too eager to get a glimpse of Stitch's full nudity, so he stepped into the fog.
In the showers, the room was surrounded by a heavy mist of steam. He can barely see a few feet from the source. Taking a few steps close to the only shower that was being used Regret saw Stitch washing his body.
The blue, naked creature was distracted in his wiping that he completely ignored the man watching him. Humming an Elvis Presley song to himself as he scrubbed his body of any filth. Stitch was carefully rubbing the soap around each pec. Moving gently around his muscular arms and covering them with the white suds, before letting the shower rinse away to reveal the glistening limb. Sadly, the heavy fog covered the creatures lower body.
Even though regret was away from the showers, his body was already wet from watching Muscle Stitch wash his body. He quickly got out before the creature could notice him with his breathing getting heavy from that sensual display. He can only question to himself on why Stitch was so fucking sexy!?
