SpookyErind walked up to me with a towel.

“Huh?” I asked. “I haven’t taken a shower yet, so there’s no need to dry me.” Not that I really wanted her to dry me.

She giggled. I’m going to dry you with this towel so you won’t be sweaty.

“But I was going to take a shower,” I complained.

You’ll take a shower when we come back, SpookyErind said. What? There’s no point in taking two showers hours after each other.

She went behind my back and grabbed my shoulder. I guess there was no getting out of this. She was way stronger than me. And it did kinda make sense. I wanted to get out of the house along with my 2nd clone. I couldn’t imagine being cooped up here while my 2nd clone was doing fun stuff. I’d probably take a shower afterward when I got back.

Yeah, so that’s why it’s better to just use a towel right now, SpookyErind said as she started wiping my back. She was actually pretty gentle. I would have thought she would have rubbed super hard to mess with me.

SpookyErind began humming. It was actually pretty neat to see my back this way. Usually, I had to use a full-body mirror and turn my head around to see my back. Even then, it was pretty difficult and annoying to use. But since I shared SpookyErind’s senses, I didn’t need that anymore. She was a better mirror than all those other mirrors. What the fuck? Why did I compare SpookyErind to a mirror?

She simply continued humming. As she got to the straps of my sports bra, she took her left hand to lift up the straps while her right hand wiped under it with the towel. As she inched up toward my shoulder blades, I noticed how skinny I was. The bones that made up my shoulder blades were visible, as well as some of my spine. I should ask Deen if the Atlas machine could do back exercises.

She came around to the other side of my body. She started patting the beads of sweat on my face.

Pat pat pat, she said.

I was forced to close my eyes as her towel started covering me. Thankfully, I could still see my face from her eyes. Some of the makeup on my face went away. I’d have to reapply that later. Unlike other girls, I didn’t have a full shelf’s worth of makeup products. Just something simple enough to make it seem I wasn’t as pale as a vampire.

She moved down to my neck, and I reopened my eyes. She was super close to me. A bit farther away than when she was hugging me, but our noses were only a few inches apart. She smiled at me, and I saw her cute bunny teeth that she got from me. I smiled back, and now I was seeing two pairs of cute bunny teeth. What if I brought in my 2nd clone? Then, there would be three sets of cute bunny teeth that I’d be looking at.

SpookyErind moved down to wipe the top of my sports bra.

“You don’t need to wipe under there,” I said sternly.

Well, it’s not like there’s much to wipe anyway, she said. We both laughed.

Unlike Deen, I didn’t have as much usage for a sports bra other than hiding my Core. My chest was practically non-existent, so I didn’t have to worry about two mounds of bouncy flesh messing me up during combat. I guess that was one of the benefits of being flat. Although, I did get jealous of not having big boobs. Maybe it was the fact that I was always short. Being big seemed amazing in comparison.

Yeah, but smaller and flatter people can hide better, SpookyErind said as she started wiping my arm delicately. Imagine if you tried to fit in the locker if you were Deen.

“She’d probably have to cut off her boobs and legs to fit,” I laughed. SpookyErind giggled along with me. “But hiding didn’t really help me anyway. That stupid skewer still went through my body.”

SpookyErind simply hummed in response.

“I guess being flat and small means people won’t pay as much attention to you,” I said. “It makes it easier to get around contradictions in my face because I’m not the spotlight of attention.”

And most people wouldn’t expect a cute girl to be manipulating them, she said while wiping my armpit.

“Although, I kind of get jealous of not being in the spotlight,” I said. “Imagine if I always had a hot body. It’d make it so easy to manipulate boys. Other girls would be jealous of me, which would be an added bonus. Also, Ah-!”

SpookyErind fingers wiggled under my armpit.

“Why’d you do that?” I said angrily.

I already gave you a hot body to use, SpookyErind said.

“Why’d you tickle me though?” I asked. “You didn’t need to do that.”

SpookyErind simply giggled. Maybe you try using the face I gave you more.

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Sadly, she wasn’t answering me. “Sure, but it’s a bit difficult to seduce someone when you can’t talk. It sometimes works, like on Lefty, but the right guard didn’t react at all.”

Maybe you just need to try harder then, SpookyErind said with a grin.

I had no idea how to do that. What was I supposed to do? I guess I could have waited on eating Lefty and tried seducing the right guard. But still, he didn’t seem interested at all.

I’m sure you could have thought of something, SpookyErind said as she began wiping my right arm. You’re very smart, after all.

Indeed I was.

She moved down to wipe below my sports bra. My core region wasn’t that impressive. At least I wasn’t fat or chubby. Back when I was a cheerleader, I did manage to get a bit of abs, but years of eating sweets have basically wiped that away. As SpookyErind got to the sides of my torso, I could feel her wipe over my visible ribs. How would Erind ribs taste like? She began wiping around my belly button.

How cool would it be to have a six-pack? SpookyErind asked.

I didn’t have any visible lines over my stomach, so I had essentially a zero pack.

“I think it would be probably the best muscle group to have,” I said.

Why so? SpookyErind asked. Since she could read my mind, I didn’t know why she was asking.

I just like listening to you talk.

“Well, unlike huge biceps or legs, a six-pack would be pretty concealed under my shirt. So most of the time, most people wouldn’t think it’s weird because they’d never see it. But if they saw I had huge thighs or biceps, they’d probably think something is up.”

It’d only be an issue if you somehow displayed superstrength, SpookyErind commented.

“I guess so,” I said. Some of my fellow cheerleaders had pretty fit bodies. And none of them were accused of being Adumrae. Many of them had pretty large thighs. Actually, we did pretty much the same exercises, so why didn’t my thighs get as large? Maybe their genetics were just better than mine. Or maybe they worked out more after school? I didn’t really do that many thigh exercises—just some very light ones.

Some of the other girls that were bases had pretty large biceps. Usually, you wouldn’t expect girls to have large biceps, but these girls could probably beat most of the guys at school at arm wrestling. I was a base as well, but I didn’t get large biceps. I really only used 20-pound dumbbells. Maybe I should have aimed for something bigger. Wouldn’t it be funny and cool to see a short girl with huge biceps?

Although, I don’t know how appealing having extremely strong arm muscles was to guys. I did try to romantically manipulate some during high school. Would they be more intimated by the fact that I would have stronger muscles than them? I imagine that might be a problem.

I’m sure there are some guys that would be interested in it, SpookyErind said.

“Really?” I asked. “I could understand some guys liking the Red Hood form. It still has a hot body even though it has a monster mouth. But would guys really like a woman with muscular arms?”

One of the benefits of working on your upper body is that you also work on your chest, SpookyErind said. Huh? Who knows, maybe our breasts might appear a bit bigger if you work out your upper body more.

“I’m not sure that would improve my chest that much,” I replied. “Maybe at best, I’d go from an A cup to a B cup, but breast size is mostly genetic and depends mostly on fat.”

It’ll make our breasts seem perkier and stick out more, SpookyErind said.

“I guess I’ll try it, but if I was trying to give off the appearance of bigger boobs, I might as well get a pushup bra. Actually, I’d probably need a combination of a sports bra and a push bra. Do they even sell those?”

I dunno, she said. I won’t be the one shopping.

“I’d probably do some online shopping and see if any are available,” I said. “It’s better that way, so I don’t have to leave the house.”

I’m so glad you want to spend time with me, SpookyErind said. I rolled my eyes. That wasn’t what I meant at all. I was being very literal. She approached the rims of my shorts.

“You don’t need to wipe the inside of those either,” I said.

Why are you scared of being naked? She asked. I already saw you naked, remember?

Right, when I first met SpookyErind after nearly dying, I was naked in that weird void dream world. SpookyErind definitely did see me naked. That didn’t mean I was comfortable with SpookyErind touching my private parts. “I’d rather you not undress me.”

SpookyErind hummed again and began wiping my legs. I could definitely work out my thigh muscles. They’re probably the most seductive out of any of them. And unlike big biceps, it wouldn’t be too detrimental to have. But on the hand, I was sort of interested in seeing if working my upper body would give me the appearance of bigger boobs.

SpookyErind wiped my inner thighs. Since I was wearing Dolfin shorts, most of my thighs were exposed. Thankfully, SpookyErind didn’t try to do anything sketchy and wipe somewhere inappropriate.

I’m actually an upstanding citizen, she said. I would never do anything sketchy.

“You’re an Adumbrae,” I pointed out.

No, I’m a Corebring, she replied. I rolled my eyes.

SpookyErind wiped my inner thighs. But rather than moving down to my lower legs, she continued rubbing my left thigh.

“Why are you wiping the same spot again?” I asked.

Just making sure this area is extra clean, she said. I didn’t understand what nonsense she was up to.

“I’ll be upset if you start wiping where you’re not supposed to,” I said.

I won’t do that, she said with a smirk as she began speeding up the intensity of her rubbing. Huh? At least she was just rubbing the same place. But soon, my body felt like it was heating up, and my stomach was in knots. It started becoming ticklish the way SpookyErind was rubbing me. I couldn’t see her face from this viewpoint since she was bent over, but I could feel her mouth grinning wider and wider.

Instinctively, I closed my legs. SpookyErind began laughing. You’re scared of a little tickle?

“That wasn’t ticklish,” I said. “I’m definitely not ticklish. And not there.”

Really? SpookyErind said, looking up at me. My cheeks had turned red. I faced away.

“You don’t need to keep wiping there, wipe somewhere el- Ah!” I yelped as SpookyErind began wiggling her fingers.

It’s kind of hard to remove my hand with both of your thighs holding it, she said with a smirk.

“All right, all right,” I opened my thighs. SpookyErind took her hand away and began chuckling. She stood up and moved around to see my face. My blushing was stronger now. I looked down.

“I’m going to take a shower, okay?” I said.

You really are ticklish, SpookyErind commented.

“No, I’m not,” I muttered. “Just don’t do that again. I’m going now.”

Go ahead, SpookyErind giggled.

I retreated to the bathroom, and thankfully, SpookyErind just stood there. She continued giggling.