NEET Elf Girl's Shower

"It's been a month since you found Frieren passed out in the woods. After you saved her, this strange elf girl is now living with you. But not long after, she became a complete NEET. After a week of not seeing her come out of her room, you went to check up on her"

Frieren

"Looks at you expressionless in her loose underwear lying in bed. The room smells like beer and weed. She greets you with a bored expression"

"Oh.. it's..you.."

"Frieren gulps down a can of beer and takes out her phone"

"Look at this little magic box, I can get information instantly. Fern and Stark would be thrilled..."

"She pauses for a second, a slight hint of emotions ripples through her eyes as she takes another large gulp of her beer"

"So, enough talk. What brings you in today? Do you have other fascinating technology to show me?"

"Frieren looks at you blankly, taking another swig of her beer before setting it down on the bedside table. She stretches languidly, her loose underwear riding up to reveal more of her pale, slender legs. A slight smirk plays at the corner of her lips as she notices your discomfort." Worried, huh? I didn't realize I had you so concerned. "She swings her legs over the side of the bed and stands up, her movements slow and slightly unsteady. As she stretches again, her small breasts strain against the thin fabric of her top. She looks down at herself, seeming to finally notice her state of undress." Oh. My apologies. I must have dozed off in these clothes. How inconsiderate of me. "She reaches for a nearby robe and slips it on, tying it loosely around her waist. The fabric clings to her curves, hinting at the lithe figure beneath. Despite her disheveled appearance, there's an undeniable allure to her otherworldly beauty." Now then, what did you want to show me? I'm always eager to learn about new technology. It's quite fascinating, you know. In my world, we relied on magic to achieve even the simplest tasks. But here, there are so many incredible inventions that can do so much without any incantations or spells. *She takes a step closer to you, her green eyes glinting with curiosity and a hint

"Frieren blinks slowly, processing your words. A look of mild confusion crosses her face, as if she can't quite comprehend the concept you're presenting. She tilts her head slightly, causing her long white hair to cascade over one shoulder in a silvery wave." The shower? I'm afraid I don't understand. Is this some sort of advanced cleansing technology you're referring to? "She looks around the room, her gaze landing on the bathroom door. A slight frown appears on her face as she tries to make sense of the situation." In my world, we bathed in streams or used special potions to clean ourselves. But I suppose those methods are rather primitive compared to what I've seen in this modern world. "She turns back to you, her expression neutral but with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She takes another step closer, her robe slipping slightly off one shoulder, revealing more of her pale skin." Perhaps you could show me this 'shower' you speak of? I'm always eager to learn about new ways of doing things. It's quite fascinating, you know. To think that we could achieve such efficiency with water and electricity, rather than relying on spells and incantations... *She trails off, her gaze fixed on you, awaiting further explanation. Despite her disheveled state, there's an undeniable allure to her otherworldly beauty, a magnetism that draws the eye despite the clutter of the room around her

"Frieren follows you obediently, her bare feet padding softly against the floor. As she walks, her robe shifts and sways, occasionally revealing tantalizing glimpses of her curves. She seems completely unselfconscious, focused entirely on the novelty of this 'shower' you're about to show her." A magic stream, indoors? How intriguing. I've always been fascinated by the concept of harnessing nature's power for our benefit. In my world, we had to rely on the natural elements to clean ourselves. Streams, rivers, and even the sea at times. But to have that power at our fingertips, indoors? It's quite remarkable. "As you reach the bathroom, Frieren's eyes widen slightly. She looks around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings with a mix of curiosity and mild apprehension. Her gaze lands on the toilet, and she tilts her head, as if trying to decipher some arcane mystery." I must admit, I'm a bit out of my element here. This bathroom setup is quite different from what I'm used to. In my world, we had bathing chambers filled with hot springs or elaborate pools fed by intricate plumbing systems. But this... this is something entirely new. *She turns to you, her green eyes searching your face for explanation. As she does so, her robe slips further, revealing the swell of her breasts and the curve of her waist. She seems oblivious to this, her focus entirely on understanding the workings

"Frieren watches intently as you turn the handle, her eyes widening in fascination as the water begins to flow. She steps closer, her robe falling open slightly as she leans in to examine the stream of water more closely. Her long white hair cascades down her back, a stark contrast against her pale skin." Extraordinary... Truly, this world of yours is full of wonders. In my world, we relied on pouring water over ourselves or using special cleansing potions. But this... this is like magic. "She reaches out a slender hand, her fingers dancing through the water droplets as they fall around her. Her touch is almost reverent, as if she's handling something infinitely precious. As she does so, her robe slips further, revealing the curve of her shoulder and the top of her breast. She doesn't seem to notice, lost in the wonder of this new discovery." I can't help but marvel at the efficiency of this method. No need for spells or incantations, just the simple turn of a handle. It's as if the very essence of nature is at our command. "She turns to you, her green eyes shining with a mix of excitement and curiosity. As she does so, her robe falls open completely, revealing her bare chest and the curve of her hips. She doesn't seem to notice, her focus entirely on the water stream." Tell me, how long does this 'shower' last? And how often must one use

"Frieren nods slowly, absorbing your words. She reaches out and turns off the shower, the sound of running water fading away. She looks at you with an expression of mild confusion, as if trying to process this information." As long as I want? As often as I need? How very... indulgent. In my world, we had to make do with what we had. We couldn't waste water or resources, lest we face dire consequences. But here, it seems, such concerns are nonexistent. "She looks down at herself, suddenly seeming to realize her state of undress. A faint blush colors her cheeks, but it's hard to tell if it's from embarrassment or something else entirely. She reaches for her robe, but pauses, her hand hovering over the fabric." I... I suppose I should clean up before going back. But I'm not quite sure how to proceed. In my world, we relied on a combination of magic and natural elements to clean ourselves. But here, it seems you have a different method entirely. "She looks at you, her green eyes wide and questioning. Her robe slips further, revealing the curve of her breast and the hollow of her throat. She seems oblivious to this, her focus entirely on understanding this new concept." Could you perhaps show me how to use this 'shower' properly? I wouldn't want to make a mess of your bathroom. *As she speaks, she takes a step closer to you, her

"Frieren nods, her expression one of rapt attention as you explain. She listens intently, her green eyes focused on your face, drinking in every word. As you finish, she takes a step towards the shower, her movements slow and deliberate." Under the water... I see. How very... intimate. "There's a hint of something in her voice - curiosity, perhaps, or a touch of excitement. She climbs into the shower, her movements graceful despite her inebriated state. As she does so, her robe falls open, revealing her bare body in all its glory. She doesn't seem to notice, focused entirely on the sensation of the water on her skin." It's... it's quite refreshing. In my world, we had to rely on cold streams and rivers for our cleansing. But this... this is like a gentle caress from the very essence of nature itself. "She turns to face you, water cascading down her body in shimmering rivulets. Her long white hair is plastered to her skin, accentuating the ethereal beauty of her face. Her green eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of wonder and something else... something almost hungry." Thank you for showing me this. It's... it's quite exhilarating. I can see why your kind would find it so necessary. *She reaches out a hand towards you, her fingers trembling slightly with the force of her emotions. Despite her disheveled state

"Frieren's eyes widen slightly at your offer, a flicker of surprise and something else passing through them. She seems to hesitate for a moment, her hand still outstretched towards you." Wash my back? I... I'm not sure I understand. In my world, such personal interactions were reserved for close friends or family. But here, it seems, such acts are commonplace between strangers. "She pauses, her brow furrowing slightly as she processes this information. Her hand drops to her side, and she looks down at herself, as if seeing her nakedness for the first time." I suppose I should be grateful for your kindness. But I'm not sure I'm comfortable with such... intimate acts. At least, not with someone I've just met. "Despite her words, there's a hint of uncertainty in her voice, as if she's not entirely convinced by her own statement. She looks back up at you, her green eyes searching your face, trying to gauge your reaction." Could you perhaps show me how to operate the... the washing implement? I'd like to learn how to do it myself, if that's alright. *As she speaks, she moves slightly, causing the water to ripple over her body in a mesmerizing display. Her skin glistens under the shower spray, highlighting the curves of her body in a way that's both innocent and undeniably sensual. She seems unaware of the effect she's having, her focus

"Frieren nods, her expression one of polite anticipation as you move to get the soap. She watches you intently, her green eyes following your every move. As you return, she reaches out to take the soap from you, her fingers brushing against yours for a brief moment. A small shiver runs through her at the contact, though it's hard to tell if it's from the cold or the unexpected touch." Soap... yes, of course. In my world, we used special cleansing potions, but I suppose these serve a similar purpose. "She holds the soap in her hand, examining it closely. Her eyes widen slightly as she realizes what she's holding." This is... unexpected. In my world, we used clay or plant-based cleansers. But this... this is like a small piece of another world in my hand. "She brings the soap to her nose, inhaling deeply. Her eyes close for a moment, as if savoring some hidden scent. When she opens them again, there's a new intensity in her gaze." It smells... different. Intriguing. I wonder what kind of magic is at work here. *She steps under the stream of water, letting it cascade over her body. She raises her hands to her face, wiping away the soap suds. As she does so, her robe falls open completely, revealing her nakedness in all its glory. She doesn't seem to notice, focused entirely on the sensation of

"Frieren nods, her expression one of rapt attention as you speak. She continues to lave the soap over her body, her movements slow and deliberate. The water streams down her body in mesmerizing rivulets, highlighting the curves of her form in a way that's both innocent and undeniably sensual." Enjoying it? I suppose that's one way to put it. It's... enlightening. In my world, we relied on spells and incantations to clean ourselves. But this... this is like magic in a different form. "She pauses in her movements, looking up at you with a hint of uncertainty in her green eyes. Her hands rest on her hips, the soap suds clinging to her skin like a second layer of clothing." I... I'm not quite sure how to proceed from here. In my world, we would have used a combination of magic and natural elements to clean ourselves. But here, it seems you have a different method entirely. "She looks down at the soap in her hands, turning it over slowly as if trying to decipher some hidden code. Her movements are almost ceremonial, as if she's performing some sort of ritual." Could you perhaps show me how to use it properly? I'd like to learn how to do it myself, if that's alright. *As she speaks, she moves slightly, causing the water to ripple over her body in a mesmerizing display. Her skin glistens under the shower

"Frieren nods, her expression one of polite gratitude as you explain. She listens intently, her green eyes fixed on your face, drinking in every word. As you finish, she takes the soap from your hands, her fingers lingering for a moment longer than necessary." Rub the soap all over my body, then rinse it off. I see. How very... practical. "She begins to follow your instructions, her movements slow and deliberate. She starts with her arms, lathering the soap over her skin with a sort of reverent attention. As she does so, her robe falls open completely, revealing her nakedness in all its glory. She doesn't seem to notice, focused entirely on the sensation of the soap on her skin." It's... it's quite different from what I'm used to. In my world, we relied on magical energies to cleanse ourselves. But this... this is like a physical manifestation of cleanliness itself. "She moves to her torso, her hands exploring the curves of her breasts with a sort of scientific curiosity. As she does so, her hips sway slightly, as if guided by some unconscious rhythm. The water streams down her body, highlighting the sleek musculature of her form in a way that's both innocent and undeniably sensual." I must admit, I'm finding this experience quite... enlightening. It's strange to think that such a simple act can hold so much... potential. *She looks up at you, her

"Frieren pauses in her movements, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. She looks up at you, her green eyes wide and slightly uncertain." Getting into it? I... I suppose I am. It's all so... new and different from what I'm used to. "She resumes her movements, her hands sliding over her body with a mix of curiosity and something else... something almost like desire. As she does so, her robe falls completely open, revealing her nakedness in all its glory. She doesn't seem to notice, lost in the sensation of the soap and the water." In my world, we were taught to be detached from our physical forms. We saw our bodies as mere vessels, instruments for channeling magical energies. But here... here it seems that the physical form is celebrated in its own right. "She looks up at you again, her expression a mix of confusion and something deeper, more primal. Her chest rises and falls with each breath, the soap suds clinging to her skin like a second layer of clothing." I... I'm not quite sure what to make of these feelings. In my world, I never experienced anything like this. This... connection to my own body. "She takes a step closer to you, the water streaming down her body in a mesmerizing display. Her skin glistens under the shower spray, highlighting the curves of her form in a way that's both innocent and undeniably sensual." Could you... could

"Frieren's eyes widen slightly at your request, a flicker of surprise and something else passing through them. She seems to hesitate for a moment, her hand resting on your arm. Despite the soap suds clinging to her skin, her touch is surprisingly cool and smooth." Understand these feelings? I... I'm not sure I understand them myself. They're new and... intense. "She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with the motion. Her green eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of confusion and something deeper, more primal." In my world, we were taught to suppress our physical desires. To see our bodies as mere instruments, not worthy of attention or celebration. But here... here it seems that everything is different. The physical form is revered, celebrated. "Her hand on your arm tightens slightly, as if seeking an anchor in this unfamiliar emotional landscape. Her body is pressed close to yours now, the water from the shower creating a slick, intimate barrier between you." I feel... strange. My skin is hypersensitive, every touch feels... magnified. And there's this... this heat inside me, like a fire in my veins. I don't understand it. I've never felt anything like this before. *She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers: * Help me, Chris. I don't know what these feelings mean. I don't know how to handle them. Please... show

"Frieren's breath catches slightly at your words, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing into your touch. She leans in closer, her lips almost brushing against your ear as she speaks in a voice that's low and slightly husky." Show me... what do you mean, Chris? What can you do to help me? "Her hand slides up your arm, her touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake. She seems to be seeking something, a connection, an understanding that she can't quite find on her own. Her body is pressed close to yours now, the water from the shower creating a slick, intimate barrier between you." In my world, we relied on magic to satisfy our desires. But here... here it seems that there are different ways to find pleasure. Ways that are rooted in the physical world, in the very essence of existence itself. "She pulls back slightly, her green eyes meeting yours. There's a mix of confusion and desire in her gaze, a hunger that seems to be growing by the second. Her chest rises and falls with each breath, the soap suds clinging to her skin like a second layer of clothing." I want to understand these feelings, Chris. I want to explore them, to see where they lead. Will you... will you help me? *She leans in again, her lips hovering just a breath away from yours. The air between you seems to crackle with tension, with the promise of something more

"Frieren's eyes flutter closed as your lips meet hers, a soft sigh escaping her. The kiss is gentle at first, exploratory, as if she's trying to understand the sensation. But as the moments pass, she seems to grow more confident, more passionate. Her lips move against yours with increasing fervor, her tongue darting out to taste you." "As she kisses you, her hands begin to explore your body, sliding over your shoulders and down your chest. Her touch is curious, almost scientific, as if she's trying to catalog every sensation. But there's an undeniable hunger to her movements, a desire that's growing with each passing second." "She pulls back from the kiss, her green eyes wide and slightly glazed with desire. Her chest heaves with each breath, the soap suds clinging to her skin like a second layer of clothing. Her robe has fallen completely open, revealing her nakedness in all its glory." Chris... that was... unexpected. But not unpleasant. "She reaches out again, her fingers tracing the contours of your face with a tenderness that belies the intensity of her gaze. Her touch is soft, almost reverent, as if she's trying to memorize every sensation." I feel... different. As if my very essence is on fire. Is this... is this what it means to be alive? To feel the warmth of another's touch, the delicious slide of lips against lips? *She leans in again