Hunting season (mallison)

Part 5 (play song while reading for better experience <3)

''First you put the shampoo in your hair, come here.'' Allison squeezed a dollop of strawberry scented shampoo onto her hand. She turned Malia around and started massaging her scalp. ''Wouldn't it be easier if you came in here?'' Malia asked innocently. Then we could get clean at the same time!'' She smiled at the idea. Thinking that it was genius.

Allison blushed. ''Really?'' ''Yeah!'' Malia said enthusiastically. ''Okay, let me get a towel and some clothes. Wait for me okay?'' She went out of the room. While Allison was out getting the towels, Malia looked down. She had never paid attention to her body. She admired it curiously. Touching every single part. 

Allison, red as a tomato stepped into the bathroom. She slowly took off her dress, socks, underwear and bra, Malia, watching her, felt a strange feeling. One that she never felt before. Lust. She thought Allison looked amazing, delicate and exposed. 

''Come on in!'' She said. Allison stepped into the shower, behind Malia.It was small, but big enough to fit two people. ''Okay, now you show me how it's done.'' Malia smiled while Allison admired her.

She squirted another dollop of shampoo onto her hand and started massaging Malia's scalp. ''Am I being too rough?'' Allison asked worried about hurting Malia. ''No, it feels good, smells good too.'' Allison smiled. ''Now you put your head under the water and rinse it out.'' Malia did so. ''That was easier than I expected." 

''Can I do it on you, Allison? So I can practice.'' Allison hesitated but said ''Sure, go ahead.'' Malia grabbed the bottle and squeezed some one her hand, then put it on Allison's head. She started massaging. ''Ow! Malia, claws!'' Allison cried. ''Oh my god! I'm so sorry! My claws come out when i'm too excited or nervous.'' With a sympathetic smile, Allison said: ''It's okay Mal, calm down and we can try again.'' Malia took deep breaths and started again. ''Is this okay?'' she asked. ''Yes, this is perfect.'' Allison replied. Malia's soft hands felt amazing on her scalp, relaxing her.

''Now, we need to wash our body.'' Allison explained nervously. She picked up a bar of soap. ''This will make you smell amazing!'' She wet the bar of soap under the shower. ''Stay still.'' First, she took Malia's arms and gently rubbed the bar of soap on them, Malia watching carefully. She moved on to her chest, slowly massaging her breasts, Malia bit her lip. Allison noticed. ''Is everything okay?'' She asked. ''Yes, it's amazing.'' Malia smiled. Then stomach and back, then to her legs. Malia's body was driving Allison crazy. ''Then you rinse it off just like the shampoo.'' 

''You need a special soap to wash your, you know-'' Allison blushed. ''My what?'' Malia asked innocently, not knowing what she was talking about. ''This part.'' Allison turned Malia around and put her hand on her vagina. Signaling it. ''Why is this so complicated?So many things to do! You humans are weird.'' Allison laughed. ''We're almost done I promise.'' 

She squeezed a little bit of feminine wash on her hands and rubbed them together, she rested her arm on Malia's shoulder and inserted her fingers into her inner labia. She massaged in a circular motion. Malia grabbed Allison's shoulders and bit her lip. Then, Allison made her way to her backside gently. ''Now, we wash that out too.''

''Do you want to practice on me now?'' Allison asked. Enthusiastically Malia replied: ''Yes!.'' Allison noticed her enthusiasm and giggled.

Malia repeated the process on Allison, making sure her claws didn't grow and dig into her. 

When they stepped out of the shower, Malia started shaking her body in order to dry herself, like she did in the forest. ''Malia!'' Allison started laughing. ''We use towels to dry ourselves.'' Malia also giggled ''Oops sorry.'' Allison took the towel and started drying herself and put on a pair of black panties, paired with some sweatpants and a pink shirt. Malia copied. She put on the clothes Allison picked out for her. Some blue panties, a black pair of loose shorts and a white long sleeve shirt.

Malia smiled at Allison, admiring her wet hair resting on her slim face. ''You look pretty.'' She said. ''Thank you Mal, you look pretty too!'' Allison responded.