Oblivious

Bathtime with mom

She closed the bathroom door behind us and let go of my hand positioning me in the centre of the room, I saw the bathtub full of judging by the steam very hot water and it had lots of bubbles foaming all around, I have no memory of my last bath, I must not have had one since I was 3, simply put to me baths are gay. The kinda feminine behaviour me and my buddies would roast the shit outta each other for if we found out one of the other had taken one.

I was in a numbed state kinda just starting at the bath wondering if I was really about to have to take a bath right in front of my mother, I assume she will watch to make sure i do it properly based off the fact that she's in here with me naked. I heard a bottle being squirted and then turning around to face the oppose side of the bathroom where the vanity and my mother currently where I saw her putting some sort of cream in her hand.

"Arms up Owen"

I didn't listen so she grabbed my arms and put them up for me getting some of the cream on them.

"Keep them up in the air and remember what happens to boys who don't listen"

And then she started quickly moving her hands all over my body spreading the cream, that was kinda it for me mentally I just went more numb then I've felt all night. My mom was touching my naked body. She lathered more and more of the stuff on, pouring more in her hand as she needed it, she covered my feet, legs, arms even my arm pits, then she covered my butt with the stuff even moving her hand into the inner part of my butt cheeks making sure to cover all the skin of my body plus she spread some on my face, from nose down I was covered in the stuff and then she told me to stay still, she opened her phone did something real quick and went to exit the room saying don't you dare move Owen.

And I didn't I just stood there for what seemed like an hour but was probably nowhere near it, my eyes wandered occasionally but I was in my own little world in my head, a world where I was anywhere doing anything but what was happening right now. The mirror was so foggy I could just barely see a human blur covered in the white cream.

My mom reentered the room, a bunch of stuff in her hand I paid no attention too. She proceeded to start wiping me down with a towel getting all the cream off. Then she turned her back to me I heard yet another bottle squiring and she turned around and covered me quickly in some other lotion, this one was a clearer one that had dots in it and felt rough was all I could really describe it as.

Then she pinch each of my shoulder blades giving me a guiding spin towards the bath and leading me step into a bath so hot I I felt like I was burning.

"Ahhh" that's hot mom

"Your fine Owen that's as hot as a bath should be to be nice and clean.

She forced me to sit down in the boiling water briefly i squirmed a bit trying to escape the burning sensation but eventually my body adjusted to the heat and I could sit still.

Then my mom started washing me down in defeat I could offer no protest.

With a pink loofa she retrieved from the pile of stuff she had brought in with her earlier she started scrubbing my body and hard, I mean hard, I complained a few times but she just told me to hush.

She didn't miss a spot and she was thorough and then she told me to put my head back and began pouring water on my hair and then massaging soap into it, very hard and thoroughly as well and 3 different times for whatever reason from what I think was 3 different bottles but what do I really care about the specifics I was getting a bath and that was humiliating enough.

And she left and told me to relax for a bit. So I did I closed my eyes wishing this would all stop and I could go back to playing video games with my buddies.

My mom re entered the room must of noticed me with my eyes closed before I opened them because she said "nice and relaxing huh? See it wasn't so bad and now you are nice and clean sweetie"

Ahuh I mumbled, but she just smiled down at me and retrieved a pink towel telling me to stand up, "this is so gay" I muttered under my breath"

"Nothing gay about a colour or being clean Owen" clean towel is a usable towel.

The clean towel part was true enough I didn't care enough about those sort of things, when I showered I would use the first clean towel I could find. But bathing and stepping into my mother holding a pink towel was not the same in principle.

She started moving very quickly, seemingly eager to get this chore she chose to do over I guess, but I have no complaints about that.

Based off the sensation I can guess some of what she did but I kinda just zoned out and let her do whatever she was doing.

Felt deodorant go on my arm pits, yet another cream hastily get spread all over my body. And then I was told to lift my leg and was stepped into red and black pjs with clearly tighter underwear then my boxers, but I don't mind briefs to much so it seemed like a bad battle to pick seeing as how many battles I've already had tonight. I don't own pj's I thought to myself I usually sleep in my boxers but oh well mentally shrugging comfy enough to wear around the house I guess seeing as it was only 5pm when my mom barged in my room earlier it must not be that late yet, I'm just glad to not longer be nude.

"Arms up Owen"

Then she lifted a black t shirt on me it seemed a little short, but It had a baggy fit and i figured it must be one of my older clothes whatever.

She then took a brand new tooth brush outta its cardboard box I noticed the colour of it was also weirdly pink but thought nothing of it, it's just a toothbrush she probably grabbed them by random. Watching her put toothpaste on she instructed me to open my mouth I said mom I think I can brush my own teeth. "It doesn't look or smell like it buddy now open your mouth"

Irritated but not daring to challenge the risk of what's been her favourite punishment tonight, I opened my mouth and she scrubbed my teeth, much longer and more thorough then when I do, when I do I mean.

I kinda felt like I was at the dentist having to hold my mouth open so long was hurting my jaw, she finished brushing and then flossed my teeth doing just as thorough a job and finally poured mouthwash in a little cup and  poured it in my mouth not even trusting me with a task as simple as that. She mimicked the motion I was suppose to make with it in my mouth as if it was to complicated for me to already know such wisdom.

I spit it in the sink and then she wiped my chin with a cloth and dragged me by my hand down to couch, sitting me down on it.

She brushed my hair for what was longer then necessary, my hair was starting to get longer then how I liked it but I just have been to lazy to get it cut yet.

"You really have not been taking care of yourself Owen, we need to clean your ears and your nails I'll put on the tv and let you watch it while I do it as long as you promise to behave.