<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323156.msg15540680#msg15540680">Quote from: Avernale on 05-08-2020, 05:17:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/cdb754f7-9296-44d1-866d-02a8ed5542db/ddz03tf-de0660ba-02ae-4245-adc4-0d12b4fa4b2c.png/v1/fill/w_1024,h_1150,q_80,strp/coyote_double_peace_signs_from_eleoyasha_by_avernale_ddz03tf-fullview.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD0xMTUwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvY2RiNzU0ZjctOTI5Ni00NGQxLTg2NmQtMDJhOGVkNTU0MmRiXC9kZHowM3RmLWRlMDY2MGJhLTAyYWUtNDI0NS1hZGM0LTBkMTJiNGZhNGIyYy5wbmciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTAyNCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.EFkTJcuV-1JsDcRnoaBUWMP5XZcJyYBjtr43ma9MWvM)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Desiree "Coyote" Kyota (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513495#msg15513495)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing (image credit to Eleoyasha on DeviantArt (https://www.deviantart.com/eleoyasha))<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Undisclosed bathhouse <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Dana McQuarie, Open<br/></td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>One disorienting zip-pan transition later and they were accepting towels from the desk clerk at the bathhouse.  She returned Dana's wink with an enthusiastic "Yeah!" accompanied by a fist-pump and a giggle.<br/><br/>Coyote always felt a bit shy changing out of her clothes in a public space.  Well, maybe "Shy" wasn't the right word.  She had no qualms about being seen naked or seeing others naked for the most part.  At least, not in setting where it was expected.  What bothered her was letting people think it turned her on.  She never really considered herself an exhibitionist or a nudist, nymph-transformations notwithstanding, though she did fancy the idea.  She tried not to think about it too hard, lest she find herself standing in a puddle in the middle of the locker room.<br/><br/>As she stripped down and made her way to the women's bath in nothing but a towel, it was quickly apparent that the two of them weren't alone.  The place wasn't crowded by any means, just a handful of other ladies hanging about.  And the odd female-presenting hermaphrodite that had become especially common recently.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ny2tFm2.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dana McQuarie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=323155.msg15513548#msg15513548)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Even More Little White Towel<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Madame Siren's (bathhouse)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Desiree "Coyote" Kyota, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Dana picked a locker and began changing, well, inasmuch as one changes "into" a towel rather than "out of" pretty much everything. As with Coyote, the issue wasn't so much with the changing or being undressed in and of itself, but rather the amount of flesh on display and doing her best not to overly appreciate it. She made a deliberate effort not to glance over at Coyote. Well maybe once. OK, twice. But let's face it,<em>not</em>looking at Coyote could be considered criminal in its own right. Soon they were in the bathing room, and one had to commence with the washing.<br/><br/>Yay!<br/><br/>Of course, the question came up soon enough, though it was slightly harder for Dana to put it into words than she thought it might be. "So, who's going to wash whose back first?" If she didn't faint from the excitement, this was going to turn out to be a pretty good night.