This choice: Wait- can I transform myself? (Turns into something, can't revert) • Go Back...Chapter #4Masochist's Misunderstanding by: Jusenkyo   "Wait wait wait, Can I change myself? Ha! Maybe I can turn this around on that idiot Masochist if I can just figure it out maybe spy on them as a washcloth or-" And just like that Kazuma managed to say something while touching the curse mark, which then transformed him into it. A simple white washcloth with the symbol of transformation on it, well at least he had confirmed that it worked now all he had to do was change back... A few moments pass of Kazuma trying to move and or say something only to realize that he was neither animate or had a mouth with which to speak! This was a horrible flaw in his plan to take control of the curse somehow, and to make matters worse someone was coming into the room.
Darkness felt bad about landing Kazuma with a curse/blessing she had wanted for herself, and she was sure that if she did nothing either Aqua or Megumin would surely abuse the situation and Kazuma would suffer for it. She blushed imagining all the things that could now happen, what it must feel like! but she slapped her face to calm herself down before entering Kazuma's room, even if she might want those things Kazuma probably didn't and she could follow his wishes and protect him! Only, when she walked into the room Kazuma wasn't even in his bed, or at least she thought so at first. It only took her a little while to notice the washcloth on the pillow. "Kazuma?" A million thoughts raced through her head, she was sure none of the other girls had gotten there before her so the only person in the room that could have transformed him was himself but if he did it to himself did that mean he wanted to be transformed? He was a washcloth, so the place he should have transformed was the bathroom if he wanted to get used unless... Unless he wanted her to be the one that used him? She had decided to hold off on a bath so she could protect Kazuma, could he have predicted that! Darkness' face went red from thinking of how sweaty and humiliating it would be to be used to clean off someone else's sweat, and how embarrassing it would be to have Kazuma able to stare at her thought the whole bath. She lifted him off the pillow breathing heavily. Would she really do this?
Kazuma meanwhile was very concerned at the state of things, at first when Darkness was the one to find him he was thinking she would free him immediately but it was clear by the state of her that she had some perverted thing going through her head. She was walking into the bathroom too! She was actually going to use him as a washcloth! He was slung over a small bar while Darkness got undressed, red as a beet. As much as he didn't want to be used as an object Darkness did have the type of body he preferred so getting to see her naked was always a treat (unless she was being really weird) "K-kazuma I-I'm only doing this as a favor b-but after you have to tell me how it felt." The ragged breathing over his form told Kazuma there was something he definitely wasn't going to like about this.
The water was nice and warm as she daintily dipped him into it and pulled him out but didn't soak herself in the water proper, she intended to give 'maximum experience' with this so rather than simply soaking she was going to use the small washcloth to scrub herself down first. She started with the area that got worked relentlessly and was thus the dirtiest and sweatiest, her feet. Kazuma would have been screaming profanities at her if he could, as it was he was face first with her dirty feet and the sweat soaking into him felt as though he was directly licking them which would have been bad enough if Darkness hadn't decided the way to clean was roughly scrubbing him. She flossed him over the first foot, and between the toes before dipping him back in the water and wringing him out causing a feeling that was, well exactly that, being twisted and squeezed by the physically strongest person he knew. At this point rather than profanity Kazuma had resolved to mentally pleading for the oblivious girl to stop. She could neither hear him nor did she stop, bringing him to the other dirty foot to repeat the actions giving him another dose of her sweat and collected dirt and grime.
Darkness paused marveling at how well her feet had been cleaned by even the 'soft' scrubbing she gave them before...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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