Scrubbing Bubbles: Cleanse Me

A Bristle to Love

   He stared at the moist bathtub in silence. 'Has life really come to this?' he thought to no one but himself. Whimpering, the scrubbing bubble man sauntered over to the moldy porcelain tub and began his cleansing. He sobbed silently- the loneliness finally caught up to him. As he finished on the white, sticky residue, the scrubbing bubble man searched the bath with his blue orbs. He bristled at the sight of the disgusting, cummy bathtub. 

    He heard the door open. His master. The scrubbing bubble went flacid and waited for the human to leave the pot of shit alone. Flushing, the human left the scrubber with the knowledge of having to clean the shit stains later. However, the scrubbing bubble man noticed something peculiar. Something was already cleaning the chamber pot of shit. Scuttling over, the scrubber man noticed something that looked almost like him. 'It's.... It's a woman..' he thought to himself.

   The scrubbing bubble lady sighed as she stared at the diarrhea stains in the toilet. With a silent sob, she went to work. Unbeknownst to her,  a scrubbing bubble watched from the shadows of the shower curtain- a giant bristle erecting from him. The scrubber sighed, watching the thicc scrubbing woman clean the shit stains for him. Finishing her work, the scrubbing woman turned and began cleaning her bristled in the sink. As she stripped her bristles of the corn and shit, the scrubbing bubble woman heard a splash to her right. "AH," she screamed out of surprise at the sight of the chadly scrubbing bubble cleansing himself in front of her.

   "I-I didn't know another scrubber was here," she muttered shyly. The scrubbing man turned around, exposing his magnum bristle to her bright blue eyes. "But I knew," he replied in a seductive voice. The scrubbing woman stood shocked, taking in his glorious sight. "Do you like it?" he asked her while sauntering over. She bit her blue lip seductively. 'Am I really going to do this ungodly act?' she questioned herself. 

    As the scrubber man came closer, the woman realized that she wanted- no- yearned for his bristles. She needed to feel his bristles entwined hers. The scrubber woman turned dark blue at the thought of them cleaning the cum stains off of the bathtub together. She wanted this. "I-I d-do like it... I really do," she stuttered out. The scrubber man smirked and confidently strode to the busty scrubber in front of him. He forgot about his mental breakdown earlier when he first laid eyes on the vixen in front of him. 

    The scrubbing man finally reached the sexy scrubber. "Mi amor~" he whispered in her ear, biting seductively. She whimpered and turned around, exposing her thicc bristles to him. "God," the scrubber man breathed out, "God, that is thicc." He wrapped a few bristles around her busty figure and watched as the scrubber woman breathed out in anticipation. The bubble man slowly circled her thicc bristles with his hard bristle, whispering sweet nothings. Gasping, the scrubbing bubble woman felt their bristles intertwine. She moaned. The scrubbing bubble man moaned at the feeling of his bristles surrounded by her thicc tentacle-like ones. "Fuck, you're so tight," he yelled. As they reached their climax, they realized that one of them couldn't stay. "I love you~" they cried in unison as their bristles twitched from the pleasurable agony erupting from their bubble bodies. 

   As they came down from their climax, the bubble lovers stared into each other's eyes. A silent chorus of "I love you" trying to be communicated before their time together reached an end. At the sound of the bathroom door opening, the bubble lovers shared one last bristled goodbye before going flacid. The human took the scrubbing bubble woman away, "I need you for myself," the human whispered lustfully. The scrubbers stared at each other, hoping that it did not have to end this way. Soon, the scrubbing bubble woman went out of view and the door closed- locking the scrubbing man in his silent, lonely servitude yet again.