DNA Valkyrie - Chapter 24: Soap & Bubbles

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Happy Monday! 

Here's a new DNA chapter. We are super close to the finale for volume one. Hoping you are going to enjoy it. 

CHAPTER 24: SOAP & BUBBLES

Later that night, the private investigator who honestly hadn't done a whole lot of ‘investigating’ these last few weeks, finally had the opportunity to take a well-deserved shower following her unusual time spent with Russel earlier. Quite sometime after the end of the Spinosaurus’s ejaculation, Cynthia had found herself lying down in his cum, bathing in it for the longest time. In order to clean herself up completely, she probably would have needed at least five showers back-to-back, but she didn’t have the time to waste. There was a meeting she needed to attend to.

A meeting with Gerald.

A regular shower was out of the question, it simply wouldn't suffice. She had an eight inch thick warm coat of Dino semen all over her body. Taking a shower in a typical bathroom would make an incredible mess, not to mention the blockages it'd cause going down the drain.

Luckily, the two men had dealt with the aftermath of such a scene before. Sebastian brought her to a special room that was connected to Russel’s vast, underground enclosure. Cynthia, of course, left a long, gluey, slimy trail of sperm behind her as she followed the tall butler down a hallway. Sebastian opened a big door at the end of the corridor and motioned for her to come inside. This new room was almost as large as the section she had let Russel pound her in just a few minutes earlier.

“What is this place?” Cynthia asked.

“This is the bathroom,” Sebastian answered.

“The Bathroom? Why does it have to be so big?”

“Well, this is where we wash and clean Russel.” He told her.

“Why are we here? Are we going to wash him? I noticed earlier that he still had quite a bit of semen on his—” She started before being quickly interrupted by the butler.

“—Forget about Russel for now. We’re currently here for you. This is the only place we can realistically get you clean without dirtying up the rest of the manor in the process. We take all of Russel’s... ‘play mates’ here to wash off after they’re finished for the day.” He said sternly while clutching the DNA Valkyrie brassiere in his hands.

Since this was a giant-sized bathroom especially designed and constructed with the pet Spinosaurus, Russel, in mind, there were of course no curtains for her to hide behind while she washed. Cynthia made her way towards one of the room’s corners where a cabinet hung from the wall. Swinging the door open and standing behind it before finally turning on the water.

“What are you doing?” Sebastian asked her, his voice echoic in the void of the giant room.

“Washing?” She answered.

“No, with the cabinet.”

“Getting a little privacy?’’ She tried to make it clear that his constant staring made her uncomfortable. Although admittedly the tiny cabinet door did little to actually conceal her buxom figure.

Gosh... This just reminds me of the night he saved me from Joss in the club’s showers. Not that it did any good in the end... I don’t really want to think about that right now. Can't he just wait outside?

“Privacy? Why? I’ve seen you naked, and worse, several times at this point. Not to mention what you just went through with Russel... Though we only monitored you just enough to make sure that you were okay of course…” He admitted as sperm slid down from her long, blue hair and she began to sponge her generous breasts.

“Oh, how nice of you. You actually went out of your way to watch me have sex with a huge Dinosaur just to make sure I was safe. Despite the fact that at that point, you had already reassured me that I was in no danger at all. So either you flat out lied to me or you’re just another pervert who gets off on tormenting young, defenseless women. What a decent, stand-up guy you turned out to be!” She mused, lashing out with venomous sarcasm while washing her crotch, her vagina. She wielded a sizeable brick of soap, retrieved from one of the cabinet’s shelves, to scrub the caked-on semen from her wet, delicate skin. This soap was designed for use on scaled creatures like Saurius or in this case dinosaurs, though Cynthia paid no attention to that fact. She hardly noticed a difference anyway. Perhaps another side effect of her freshly merged DNA? Unlikely. The messy detective had no scales herself after all.

Sebastian kept watching her lather and caress the dino-soap across her body. Yet again, he couldn’t help but be turned on by her. The butler had no real desire for her though, it was simply an instinctual reaction caused by the sight of her extraordinarily lewd body. It’s not as if Cynthia was consciously attempting to seduce him either. She was simply washing herself, allowing plenty of soapy bubbles to form all over the surface of her body as if they were making love to the many pores of her skin. She caught his gaze.

“Hey, hold on, Sebastian, this must be the first time I’ve caught you gawking at me like that. Who knew? I guess you really were just a lousy perv this whole time.” She suddenly announced, noticing a rigid protrusion in the outline of his pants.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m simply keeping a watchful eye in the event that you slip and take a nasty fall... You’re still in recovery, you know?” Obviously lying.

“Hmm, are you sure that’s all it is?” She sensually said to him after slowly placing both of her arms in the air, rubbing them against the sides of her big boobs in order to physically compress them against one another. Creating the illusion that they were even bigger than they already were. Her nipples and heart-shaped areolae directly pointed towards the tall butler. Those two, thick, soapy nipples staring right at him quickly caused Sebastian to loudly swallow the saliva in his mouth.

Gulp!

“Sure…” He was barely to push out of his mouth.

“Are you really, really sure? Because the way you talk about your master is almost too weird, don’t cha think? I wonder, is your partnership more involved than that? Is he your boyfriend, or husband perhaps? The way I see it, you seem like the sort of submissive type to me. Maybe a BDSM relationship? That might explain the servitude butler get-up you have going on?" She rapidly fired at him, teasing the poor man while maintaining the same pose with her huge titties hardly rubbing up against one another.

“N-no. Of course not... Y-your joking, right? Either I’ve been giving off the wrong impression here... Or you're not half as perceptive as you think you are, detective.”

“Ufufufu! Relax, I'm only teasing! Gosh, such a sourpuss... Of course, there would be nothing wrong with it if you were. Might even be rather fun, for me at least. Honestly though, you really do give off the vibe of someone who hasn’t been with a woman in a very long time. Feels like I might just be one of the last, few ladies you’ve seen up close like this with no clothes on. At least, in private. Just like you and I are right now...” She taunted him in order to get him even more aroused than he already was. Toying with this tall, yet timid man was so easy she just couldn’t help herself. Besides, he wasn’t so bad looking himself.

“Would you like me to take care of you?” She suddenly asked.

“T-take care of me? I’m the butler here. I’m the one who takes care of the residents of this mansion.”

“Yes, yes, and you seem to be doing a truly marvelous job, but what if you had someone to take care of yourself for once?”

“Y... Well I... I've never... I mean, I'd never even considered something so—”

“Oh quit fooling yourself, Sebastian. Look, how about this. Since I asked for privacy a little earlier but didn’t get any, you might as well enjoy yourself here with me in the shower. There’s plenty of space after all.  Come on. Come join me. If you’re lucky, I might even rub your cock! Would you like that? Oh! Or are you more interested in these. You want to touch them don’t you?” Obviously referring to her big boobs that were still pressing against one another for the butler to see.

When Sebastian started walking toward her, she stopped compressing her heavy tits and let them jiggle free before him.

Cynthia wasn’t entirely in the mood right now for anything too hardcore, but she knew it was her duty to start repaying the debt she owed these men. Gerald was right, she’d caused them a lot of trouble. They could have turned her in to the police or let her succumb to the side effects of the DNA Valkyrie bonding process. But they didn’t. They saved her, were giving her a place to stay, food, rest, work. She was grateful, even if she wasn’t overly fond of them just yet. She observed the tall man and his growing bulge getting closer and closer to her position in the corner of the room. She closed the tiny cabinet door and took a few steps forward of her own, before suddenly sensing an overwhelmingly strong pain in her chest.

She almost immediacy dropped to her knees in the shower right before Sebastian finally loomed over her. Misreading the situation in a moment of lust, Sebastian unzipped his fly and retrieved his engorged cock, directing it towards the slutty detective’s plump, glossy lips. A not particularly gird, but certainly longer than average penis began it’s decent down Cynthia’s throat before she even had a chance to say anything.

Clutching her chest with one hand, she formed a fist with the other and pounded up upon the tall man’s abdomen while intentionally gagging on his member.

“Ack! H-hey! What are you–” He started as he withdrew his erect dick from her mouth. Though once he got a good look at the expression she was making, he knew instantly that something was up.

“Oh... Oh my god. A-are you alright!” Sebastian crouched down beside her, grabbing her hand.

Fuck! What is this? It is so sudden... Feels like I can no longer breath!

“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to... I though you were–” spat the confused butler, still thinking he was at fault for this sudden display.

“No... It’s not that…” She finally answered. Struggling to make out any words again. It was just like before, after she first bonded with the fossilized brassiere. Though she wasn’t wearing it now.

“Huh? Wh-what is it then? What happened? What’s wrong?” Yelled Sebastian, panicking as his echo reverberated loudly throughout the bathroom.

“I don’t know... Chest pain... I can’t breathe... Help me... Help me…” She whimpered.

“I-It must be your DNA, merging with the Dilophosaurus’s! Damn, it was too soon after all. I’m sorry, but there’s no other way. You'll have to wear it again!” Sebastian explained while frantically darting over to retrieve the DNA Valkyrie prototype bra and bringing it back to her, to her chest.

As Cynthia was almost completely out of breath, her vision had started to fade. It was as if she was blacking out once more. She could still make out the shape of the bra getting closer to her as well as the two familiar holes located on the interior side that were meant for the wearer’s nipples.

With steady precision, the butler carefully interested the private investigator’s long, thick nipples into the two holes. Amber lights danced across reflective pools on the shower floor as Cynthia and the prototype were reconnected. As they were unified as one, yet again.