1 In Sickness and in Health (Invite | Kuramitsu | No Kill) Wed Jul 27, 2016 3:17 pm
Sunadokei
D-rank
The curvaceous Akimichi woman let the water run over her generously endowed frame, content to simply relax under the soothing heat, if only for a few minutes. Water glistened off her alabaster skin and her cobalt hued hair fell long and damp down the length of her back. She sighed blissfully, eyes closed as she basked in the calming sensations that enraptured around her body. Soon enough though one toned slender arm reached out gracefully to grab for a bar of soap to lather down her buxom body, caressing each and every resplendent curve with a delicate feminine touch. Once sufficiently soapy, Sunadokei set back the soap bar, noting mentally that it was beginning to look a bit worn. She’d need go shopping for fresh bath soaps eventually, hopefully she could find them in the scent of wild berries and honey.
After cleansing herself up with soap, Sunadokei poured a large dollop of shampoo into a cupped hand before beginning to work it deftly into her lengthy azure hair. Humming a tune to herself as she scrubbed, making sure to get every inch of her glorious locks. Once finished Sunadokei rinsed herself clean, washing away all the filth and grime of a long night’s sleep. It always felt revitalizing watching as the stream of soapy water swirled around the drain before vanishing below. Sunadokei smelled better than a bouquet of wildflowers, her skin glistening and immaculate as she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Immediately the woman grabbed for a rather large towel, quickly working to wipe herself nice and dry before wrapping it around her curvaceous figure like a robe.
Sunadokei stepped up to her countertop, forming the necessary hand signs for a Doppelganger Jutsu. Immediately a second version of herself poofed into existence, wearing identical clothing and utterly indistinguishable. The shinobi smiled, clones made getting ready in the morning definitely easier. A second poof followed and Sunadokei now numbered at three. “Alright, you go pick us out something to wear. You brush our teeth, and I’ll work on our hair.” Sunadokei instructed her doppelgangers thoroughly, the clones nodding in unison. “Right!” They said simultaneously, one darting off to the bedroom to find a cute outfit to wear. The other reaching for Sunadokei’s toothbrush and toothpaste, wetting the former and squeezing a bead out of the latter. She began brushing her teeth vigorously while the middle Sunadokei reached out for a brush to begin brushing through her damp hair.
The first clone picked out a comfortable outfit to wear, a loose violet kimono and a set of matching dark blue thigh highs and gloves. She added wraps for her feet, open toed shoes, and went to the dresser to find a proper ribbon to tie up her hair. The right clone continued brushing her teeth, spitting out the foamy lather and rinsing with mouthwash. As she finished the woman grabbed for a roll of floss and began cleaning her teeth, given how much Sunadokei tended to eat, dental hygiene was something she took with utmost seriousness. Her main body kept working on her hair, brushing and combing it until she was satisfied. Once finished she applied a careful layer of makeup, highlighting her features and hiding the few imperfections on her heart shaped face.
Once sufficiently content in her appearance Sunadokei drew up a release hand sign, her clone dio exploding into puffs of smoke as they were released from her control. Only the real Sunadokei was left, with hair done up and teeth brushed to perfect. She grinned at how easy a simple academy jutsu made morning routines, setting aside her towel and heading back into her bedroom to dress herself. The buxom shinobi quickly tossed on her clothes, tightening her kimono about her relatively thin waist. Her stomach wasn’t incredibly plump, though Sunadokei was certainly no twig, that said she still mused that she had plenty of room to grow. Gloves and other apparel were slipped on next, followed lastly by tying up her hair into a proper ponytail. Long wisps of hair trailed in front of Sunadokei’s brilliant emerald eyes, and she blew them away with her upturned mouth before stepping up to a mirror to inspect her full appearance. Content in her ravishing looks, and flaunting enough cleavage to both keep things fun while not being obscene, the curvaceous kunoichi slipped out her bedroom door and made her way downstairs, ready to greet the day.
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