She dashed after him, pausing only to get her own shower stuff. "Whoa buddy! You shower after you've reformed, otherwise you'll loose the benefit! Besides, you'll taste of shampoo!"<br/><br/>She arrived in there, without a towel or anything else, and wagged a finger at him, one hand on hip. "You can help wash my back, amongst other things, and then we'll see how you fit, head first."<br/><br/>She stepped into the shower cubicle with him, and closed the curtain.<br/><br/>(OOC: You do know that was hyperbole, not meant to be taken seriously. I didn't want to hold up the plot with another vore scene, but I'm game if you are.)