Cathy drove home from the weird store to her apartment, with her mind on the bodywash in the bag next to her the whole time.
It's hard to believe that a bodywash could really improve her sex life, but the sales girl insisted it was the best option for her.
It was a little early in the evening, but she couldn't wait to try it out, given the build up the sales girl gave it, so Cathy decided to get a shower as soon as she got in the door.
She was so excited, in fact, she was stripping out of her clothes on the way to the bathroom.
She stood naked next to the shower, and looked at the bottle. It didn't look like much, but it didn't exactly look normal, either: the bottle was pink and covered in words and symbols she didn't recognize. It looked like a cross between Japanese and some kind of Norse runes.
The only thing Cathy recognized was the word "Sexy!" in English over a silhouette of a buxom female figure, and a much smaller symbol of the male/Mars symbol with a "no" sign over it.
She tried to tame her excitement as she started the water and stepped into the shower. Why was she so pumped about bodywash? This was silly. It was almost like some kind of spell or hypnosis. But as it turned out, it did not disappoint.
She lathered the foaming pink substance over her body, and soon her skin began to tingle.
She first noticed that her skin seemed incredibly smooth as the pink foam coated her; like a proverbial baby's bottom. Every blemish seemed to wash away.
She began to take pleasure just in running her hands up and down her smoothing skin.
Soon Cathy was pinching her nipples and running her hands over her breasts. She never had anything to be ashamed of, but she could swear her boobs were growing, and not just growing, but becoming more pert.
Her aerolas were much more prominent and larger than she remembered. She began to tug on her nipples. They were nearly the size of strawberries, jutting out from her already ample breasts. And then, to her surprise she began to shudder and moan. She kept tugging and stroking, her knees nearly buckled: she gasped as she came just from feeling her own breasts.
Cathy had never even come close to being that sensitive before, and the level of arousal she was experiencing naturally led her to move her hand down to her slit.
As her hand traveled, she noticed that her waist was much narrowed than before, hips much wider ... she found her pussy was hairless even though she hadn't shaved.
Her fingers slid into her folds, and for a second she thought her clit had somehow changed position, but actually, she was finding her inner labia was about as sensitive as her clit normally was ... and her clit ...!
Cathy found herself on the floor of the shower as soon as her fingertips touched her clit. She melted into the first of many orgasms. She considered backing off, but her pussy itself seemed almost to suck her fingers in, and her vagina was soon milking her hand like it had a mind of its own. She couldn't imagine what a dick or a dildo would feel like, with this kind of muscular control and wetness in her vagina.
Cathy blacked out for a few seconds, and staggered out of the shower and wiped steam from the mirror.
There was only one word for the woman staring back at her: a sex goddess. Even her hair had grown down her back and was full and lustrous like it had never been.
"But how could a bodywash have done this?" she wondered.
As she finally caught her breath, then she heard: someone was walking around in her apartment outside the bathroom.