“…because every once in a while a girl should treat herself."

Alex inspected the box as she finished reading its print aloud, the monotone of her voice killing whatever vibe the marketers had intended. The copy was clearly intended for a more youthful demographic… though she had difficulty understanding how a younger crowd could possibly afford such an extravagant bath product.

Even she had difficulty understanding what had possessed her to afford such an extravagant bath product.

You gotta relax, they’d said. Try a bath bomb, they’d said. You’re too uptight, they’d said.

And so here she was. It would never be said that Alexa was a woman of half-measures. If you’re going to do something, might as well go for the best.

Bioworks Bath Bomb and Body Mask. An extravagant product whose price shall never again be discussed. The black box was wrapped in black cardstock, which had been printed upon in a shimmering gold leaf. Freed of its sleeve, the box proper was finely crafted of a well-varnished dark wood. Atop its lid was a cursive inlay of mother-of-pearl:

As You Desire.

Alex undid the box’s latch and swung the lid open. Beneath the clamshell lid the box was lined with silk. Four balls of black, blue, red, and purple, each about the size of a large orange, sat in a row along the edge of the box. Each was set in a chamfered holder built into the wood. Within the bulk of the compartment was a folded garment of a clear material. A card sat atop the bundle of fabric.

You’re in for a treat. We hope you’ve cleared your schedule, because you’re about to embark on a journey of self-exploration and relaxation. Please follow these instructions to best maximize your pleasure.

Alex couldn’t help but chuckle. It was a bit much for a bath product. She continued reading.

Inside this box you will find four dissolvables and one bioworks body suit. To begin, fill a comfortably-sized bathtub with clean, warm water.

Immerse and soak the bioworks body suit for at least five minutes before proceeding.

When you are ready, immerse yourself in the bath and select your favorite flavor of dissolvable. Each is crafted to deliver a different and unique experience.

Simply introduce the dissolvable to the bath and enjoy!

Bioworks Bath Bomb and Body Mask is good for four uses.

Alex frowned. The card seemed confident, despite clearly missing a few steps. But as far as cosmetic copy goes… it was not exactly unexpected. Besides… how difficult could it be?

The suit was a surprise, for sure. As Alex unfolded it, it turned out to be made of some kind of rubber, and appeared to be designed to be entered into through its neck.

No sense dallying.

Alex brought the box into her bathroom and began filling the tub. The suit was cast within as the water began to rise around it. Careful not to prematurely wet the bath bombs, she shut the box and laid it by her sink, before disrobing and stepping into the attached shower.

Warm water cascaded from the rainfall showerhead above, and the girl began to clean herself. And as minds do in the shower, hers began to wander. She thought about her day… her week… her year… she thought about work. Wasn’t that all she had to think about these days? A bachelorette pad all to herself for sleeping in and making up in the morning. Delightful.

A warm scent of candlewax began to fill the room. Alex toweled off just as the tub was neared full. She cut off the water and silence filled the room.

The water had taken on a light bluish tone, and the clear suit drifted about aimlessly within. Neither floating nor sinking, its limbs appeared to sway hypnotically inside the now lightly-scented water.

Alex tried the water.

It enveloped her hand in a gentle caress, warm and inviting.

She briefly entertained the thought of a glass of wine, but quickly decided it would be far too much of a cliché for her tastes.

Casting her towel aside, Alex immersed herself into the pool. The steam cleared her sinuses and tickled her brain as the water enveloped her like a hot blanket in a blizzard. And for the first time in a long time, the buzz of ideas and conversations in her head were silenced. Overwhelmed by the physical sensation of weightlessness and warmth, Alex’s mind began to let go of the future, and exist in the present.

Her body drifted freely in the water, neither floating nor sinking. She slowly closed her eyes, and it was as if nothing else existed but herself.

Rubber brushed against her thigh.

The suit floated around her, as aimless as she. It was smooth. Slippery. Near impossible to hold.

Right. The bath bombs.

Curiosity overcame her desire to remain in this moment just a touch longer, and Alex pulled her upper body out of the water’s embrace. Leaning over her sink, she undid the latch of the bioworks box and considered her options.

With nothing much else to go on other than color, Alex retrieved the blue bomb from the box and latched it closed. She sat herself back into the bath and beheld the sphere in her hands. She might not have tried bath bombs before, but she was fairly certain that most of them were compacted powder and were usually roughly textured with a coarse grain.

The ball she had in her hand was smooth. To a shine, almost. It had the appearance of a billiard ball rendered in a deep navy blue.

“Alright then.”

Alex held the bath bomb above the water’s surface briefly, before letting it roll out of her hands and into the water.

The ball sank to the bottom of the bath with a thud.

“What.”

Nothing happened.

Alex stared at the refracting silhouette of the ball – a blue sphere sitting inert at the bottom of the water.

Was that it? Did she forget something?

She reached out a hand to pick up the ball, but stopped short of it; her gaze fixated upon the waterline of the bath. She stilled herself. Was it just her imagination? Or was the water level falling?

A scent of warm blueberries began to permeate the bath.

It was calming.

The ball was much larger now. Floating between her knees, Alex watched as it appeared to unfold itself. As it swelled up within the water, long strands of blue blossomed from its mass into tendrils that waved with the current within. Whether to explore its environment or for some other unseen process, they began to snake about.

Blueberries filled her lungs and the scent came with an overwhelming sensation of peace and tranquility. Alex let out a sigh as she let go. A warm arm of blue wrapped itself around her wrist. It was slippery. It was… strong. Another tendril found its way around her thigh, and yet another encircled her waist.

The mass grew larger still.

Alex watched as another offshoot of blue found its way inside the suit. Like a long tongue, the blue snaked about within the translucent rubber, feeling out every inner wall of the cavity and exploring each limb.

…Alex’s breath came quicker and heavier. The water continued to drain as the blue began to fill out the inside of the suit. Through the clear rubber you could just make out the writhing limbs of blue within.

And through some unknown programming or directive, the vines of blue that bound Alex began to pull her toward the suit. Rubber encircled her feet as her feet entered into the neckline and the latex quickly drew tightly around each leg. Within, thousands of blue cilia lined the rubber and they explored the surface of their new occupant.

“…aahhh…”

Soft moaning echoed within the bathroom as the blue sat Alex’s hips firmly within. Any semblance of complex thought gave way to airy vocalizations as the suit explored the various cavities of its occupant. Otherwise preoccupied, Alex could not have resisted as the blue continued to pull the rest of her body into the suit.

The last of the water had gone now and she sat in a dry bathtub within the suit she had brought in with her. Its confines, she shared with an entity that had wrapped itself around her limbs and body. It was sticky. It was slimy. It slid against her with a pull, as if lined with invisible suckers that tickled her skin. It-

“…haa…”

Alex bit her lip, hips flexing against the touch of blue having its way between her legs.

“I… ah…”

Her eyes glazed over. A tongue of blue explored her sex as she arched against it, but the tendrils kept her from trashing about too much. The textured slime pushed against her lips and suckled her clit as its mass continued to bind her within the confines of the suit.

“…haa…”

Any capacity for coherent thought was lost to the sensations of the blue. It twisted and squirmed across her body, firing darts of pleasure as it slid between the latex and her skin. The squeeze of clear rubber rendered any attempts to avoid the touch of the blue impossible.

She trashed about as her eyes rolled in their sockets. Firecrackers and explosions of every shade of blue lit up inside her mind and within her body. Waves of rolling pleasure pulsated from deep within her core to the very tips of her fingers and toes and she cried out with each crest of kaleidoscopic bliss.

The suit pulsed against her body, squeezing and caressing her muscles inside and out until-

“...hah… aah- aaah- Ahnnn!”

Alex’s back arched against the contractions and her eyes rolled in their sockets. The orgasm rolled across her body in great, rhythmic waves. It washed over her in pulsing streaks of blue light, never slowing, never ending…

 ---

Consciousness returned to Alex gently. Like rays of sunlight slowly cresting over the horizon, awareness returned to the girl as she sat herself up from her slumber.

She was still in the bathtub. How many hours had passed?

Alex did not know. Nor did she really care. Her body felt… light. Young. Lithe, almost. The afterglow of the night’s events were a comforting ember within her soul. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

Blue streaks stained her white bathtub in jagged lines from her body to the drain, and her naked skin was pressed tightly against the clear rubber that cladded her still.

Alex leaned against the wall of her tub and a small chuckle came out of her. She couldn’t help herself. And so she laughed. There was a happiness within her that she’d forgotten she’d known. The night’s events had unearthed it, as if someone had come and given her heart a good spit and polish and gotten rid of all the gunk.

Habit asked her what she had planned today. But she merely smiled to herself and picked herself up off the bathroom floor.

“Well, whatever I damn well please.”