Author's Note: Well after submitting yet another chapter to my other Yin Yang Yo! story, I had decided to continue writing for my first story after doing so; in fact, it only took me three to four days to publish this you know, thanks to summer cancelling school 'til September. It's a shame that it's really short but my chapter is shorter that summer itself so here.
Disclaimer: I'm stopping now; you all are on your own on this one...
Enjoy...
Morning (Already)
The azure wholesome skies and its puffy white clouds set the atmosphere in play as it circled the world's hemisphere with the golden yellow sun now rising up. The breeze was so gentle it titled the trees back and forth peacefully (and carefully), some of them didn't move at all; even the birds' sang an ode to the sky in a twittering set of chirps, soaring alongside the wind like dolphins out on the ocean. The flowers sprouted up from beneath the soil and kissed the fertile jade grass. A few automobiles of all shapes, sizes, makes, and even models drove through (and around) every street, road, turnpike, avenue, even bridge, tunnel, highway, freeway, and even some went off road. People were seen leaving home, most whom kissed their wives and/or hugged their kids before going to work; some went to undertake in the art of jury duty, with a few trying to get out of it on the way; others driving off to get daylight provisions.
The feline slept on the sleigh bed that was inside her bedroom no more than merely ten hours ago and still snored quietly; abruptly, the clock on the nightstand near her bed rang as it said 7:30. In response, Ella woke up from her slumber with a yawn, took off the mask, and hit the snooze button quickly as the bare feet touched the dark golden carpentry floor slowly. With rays of sunshine peering through the blinds and windowpane, the tangering cat slowly stood up straight and started to leave her bedroom. "I should go for a shower," Ella spoke tiredly as she headed towards the bathroom nearby as the feline's eyes were still partially glued to the floor.
In next to no time at all, Ella had finally reached the lavatory; generally, the room was a little smaller than her bedroom. The flooring was different since it was merely ceramic tiles on the ground instead of the carpentry. The walls were painted in a light coat of beige, the same color that matched the ceiling above it; speaking of the word ceiling. Unlike most of the rooms in the house there were no windows. The bathroom was accommodated with typical things including a toilet, a sink, a hamper, a closet where towels and washcloth are stored, and best of all, a bathtub with a shower head and a curtain rack to go with it.
The feline then shut the door behind her, went towards the bathtub, and opened the curtains which revealed the entrance. Looking at the nightwear that was worn to bed last night, Ella first unbuttoned her camisole completely and took the knickers off her waist; now, the feline was bared, sensing the icy brisk atmospheric oxygen dousing the tangerine fur on the owner's body. Ella then stepped into the tub slowly and carefully as she closed the curtains behind the similar way the feline did to the door earlier. Taking knowledge of the mixer tap's three handles, she place her hand on the one in the middle and then the nearby knobs as well; before long, water shot out of its nozzle and onto Ella fur, bringing a (more or less) lukewarm feeling around the feline as her cheeks turned red.
She reached for a magenta washcloth and a yellow bar of soap and started washing herself. The ears were Ella's first target as the feline's washcloth went both inside and outside of them with ease. Secondly, she started scrubbing her face starting with the cheeks, wiping away the dirt and soot from yesterday. Next, Ella bristled around her neck with the soapy washcloth in a caressing glee before dropping to a discontented frown as the cat started to wash under both her arms; luckily, the washcloth then rubbed her shoulders as spume seeped down her back. Then, she chortled quietly as she scoured her cleavage, soapy foams being left behind as they dripped around the bust and down to her lower torso. More bubbles then circled around her tail and backside as Ella's washcloth soothingly polished them both simultaneously. Soon, the feline bent over and started washing her legs from top to bottom 'til her washcloth reached her feet as they were scrubbed along with its palm and between her toes. The moment Ella was completely covered in foam the showerhead's nozzle fixed onto her body again, this time rinsing her body around as the suds slithered down away from the tangerine fur and down into the drain.
Using the very same water, the feline doused her auburn hair gently as the water soak it completely. Ella reached for a shampoo on a rack beneath the showerhead, squirted some on the feline's tresses, and started lathering it inclusively 'til her hair turned into a light sepia; subsequently, the water from the showerhead cleanse it of the shampoo. Repetition followed as the cat spout some more of it, lathered her locks entirely again with increase fruition, and rinsed it all over again. It wasn't long before Ella switched out the bottle of shampoo with a bottle of conditioner from the same rack she got it from; likewise, the feline squeezed it in the same spot where the shampoo landed, lathered it, and rinsed her hair once more.
Afterwards, her whispering eye caught the feline's attention as she lathered her washcloth again with the very soap she'd used. It covered her sheath as Ella's hand padded over it and started rubbing it slowly. Feeling the slowly tightening reaction of her dear sheath chaffing against the washcloth and the water pouring around her body a gradually loud moan escaped from her mouth; even so, Ella started to nudge through it. The feline could barely help but moan every time the texture of the two surfaces made contact; in no time, she gave out more small moans which then turned into loud yelps of happiness. In a little while, Ella spread both her legs and had one of her paws holding onto the handlebars as she started making small movements slowly; still, the washcloth scoured in between the soft, tight whispering eye. Another high-pitched moan escaped from her lips as the cat felt a jolt travel up her spine while holding onto the handlebars, quivering with pleasure as she felt the washcloth stroking up and down into her whispering eye before wedging itself back in with its contents gathering around as Ella continued to moan in a blissful ecstasy. In return, her movements and massaging caused her sheath to squirt a clear fluid of her own womanliness onto her washcloth, a yowl screaming from her mouth as it indicated that she was now finally satisfied.
As the nerves and stamina inside Ella's whole body finally regained control almost immediately, she quickly turned off the nozzle which stopped spraying water over her body. She then opened the curtains and stepped out the tub carefully as her feet landed on the ceramic floor. Aware of the moisture dripping down her body the tangerine cat went to the closet nearby, picked out a lavender towel, dried herself off with it, and then wrapped around her body compactly. Ella picked out another smaller towel and wrapped it over her brunette hair in hopes of ceasing the dripping water from turning colder than its now lukewarm temperature.
The feline then went towards the sink where it had a mirror above it and picked out an orange toothbrush; conjointly, she opened up cap from a tube of toothpaste, separated the crown by itself, picked up the tube, constricted out some on the bristles, sat the toothpaste back down whereas the toothbrush raised upward in its place, brought the bristles to her teeth, and started brushing them. Ella went to her back teeth and work in a clockwise direction the moment her orange toothbrush pointed the bristles toward the gum line, in an acute angle, circularly in motion; quickly, the bristles rolled away from the gum line as it swept the surface of the tooth, removing the food and plaque on them. The cat continued working in a clockwise direction as she ended with the lower molars on one side, repeating what she did earlier as it was now for the inside surface of the upper and lower molars. Ella then started to brush the back surface of her upper-front teeth as the tip of the toothbrush head was the only section that was in her mouth, directing the bristles toward the gum line with a flicking motion down the surface of the tooth going on for at least three times. The tip of the toothbrush's bristles faced toward the gum line again as it flicked upwards away from the gum line in a sweeping motion twice as it was brushing the biting surface of her upper and lower premolars and molars respectively and circularly. The feline brushed her tongue around spherically for thirty seconds with another following along as her orange toothbrush clean the insides of her cheeks, bringing a rough approximate time of one minute. Soon, Ella finished brushing her teeth by rinsing them all out with mouthwash as she spat it out into the sink; a somewhat fake smile was flexed in the mirror as it assured that she got the job done well. The feline then turned on the sink, washed the orange toothbrush free of fluoride, and sat it down in a nearby cup; sequentially, she turned the water off, brought the cap and the tube of toothpaste together, closed them tightly together, sat the toothpaste back down on the edge of the sink, picked out some floss and a comb from the cabinet, unsnarled her locks, and left the lavatory.
Flossing some teeth on the way there, Ella had returned to her bedroom in little time in all. Looking for some article of clothing to wear for the day, the feline went to her wardrobe and picked out an apple red blouse along with a matching sarong which although were the same as yesterday they were clean today. Laying them both aside on the bed, she'd went to an adjacent dresser and opened it, pulling out some undergarments from there consisting only another pair of knickers in a different color from the night she slept in them, a small noodle strapped undershirt, and a pair of socks before she closed the drawer back up. Ella then took off her towel and started to first put the knickers on her legs; afterwards, she dressed herself in the matching undershirt as it now displayed the midriff and her navel. The cat was now ready to put on her scarlet dress as she picked up the blouse and clothed over the snow white undershirt; similarly, she did the same with the skirt to the matching knickers. Though Ella was neither in a towel nor in the nude, the soft texture of the bedroom carpentry sent a message reminded her to put on her socks and she did; next, she put some brown boots from yesterday on both of her feet. Before long, Ella pulled out her headband and a green sash from the floor and enfolded her brow then tied snuggly around the waist correspondingly. Now, the feline was fully dressed as she looked at the mirror and complimented herself before leaving the bedroom again, this time out to work.
But before Ella could leave, her ears hardened as she heard a sound; better yet, that sound was actually more of a low growl coming from inside the abdomen which was a message for the feline to eat something. She went to the kitchen where the refrigerator was in place as it was opened. Ella searched the contents inside 'til she pulled out a cup of yogurt from there and closed the refrigerator; then, she looked into the kitchen drawer, pulled out a plastic white spoon, and closed it again. Still holding on to both the yogurt and spoon, she face the wine door and set foot in as she opened the door, stepped out the house, and shut the door behind her. Ella then opened the yogurt, dug the spoon inside, scooped some up from the cup and into her mouth, and tasted the yogurt's splendor. "Mm… strawberry shortcake," was all the feline said to herself as she went away.
Author's Note: That's all for now; please R&R...