Growth of a Star #7 - Full Cleansing (Patreon)

And now to go even further beyond... This time also with a bit of a more elaborate story for Sofi, due to someone assisting via ghost writing. Hope you enjoy! First time I also release something with soap effects... It's not the greatest (and cost a lot of time which is also why the alt angles don't have it) but I hope it's still nice nonetheless.

Own site (with alt angles, Drive doesn't like me anymore)

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It had been a very long day of preparation, going over again and again the expected questions for tomorrow’s interview regarding her anticipated album announcement. Finding the perfect balance of confidence and sincerity in her cadence without seeming too rehearsed. She was a singer, not a public speaker. Truth told, talk show interviews were her least favorite aspect of her profession. Sofi lived for pelting her smooth harmonics with incredible projection to the layered textures of fused instrumentations of pop, RnB, trap, and even elements of electronic. That was her way of marketing herself, but talk show appearances were all apart of the profession nonetheless, no job was perfect. After enough recital, and an exhaust of her energy, the day was over.

Sofi stepped into the bathroom, undressed her tight clothes. Letting the her burgeoning waves fat hang free, allowed to breathe. Her hands rubbed her large body, taking in her plumpness and turned on the water, letting out a relieved sigh as she felt the warmth envelope her. The weight of the world lifted off her shoulders as she stood under the hot spray, allowing herself to relax for the first time since waking up. She loved taking long showers, soaking up the warmth, her large body cleansed of sweats from the days labor. As she lathered her hair with shampoo and conditioner, Sofi closed her eyes and let the water beat down on her scalp, massaging her head. She loved the feeling of the suds running down her face and neck, giving her hair renewed vitality. She took her time, making sure to scrub every inch, and then rinsed it out thoroughly. Running her fingers through her hair, enjoying the silky texture, she felt like a star, her being perfect in every way.

She grabbed her body wash and poured a generous amount onto her hands, she was going through the stuff at faster pace each week. There was so much more of her to clean and scrub, so many more creases and folds to tend to. First she soaped up her breasts. Starting at the bottom, feeling their weight, reaching to their undersides. They were warm, and still even sweaty, having been resting heavily on her stomach all day. She had slowly grown accustomed to the weight. Her breasts drew more attention than the rest of her body, their size was one of the reasons, but also because they were much lighter in color due to the rapid growth during her two pregnancies. Yet Sofi couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at their size. They were massive, unmistakably present at all times, and she had to be careful not to hit them against anything as she moved around the shower. Before she had her firstborn, Sofi was by no means flat chested, but a few short and intense years later, they had ballooned to a size she never anticipated.

She took her time, giving her wonderfully glossy boobs every ounce of admiration they deserved. To indulge in some self pleasure she gave special attention to her nipples, which were already starting to harden in anticipation of her own touch. Her brown thick mounds showcased their every minute bump, and sent tingles around themselves, like little roots of sensitivity. Sofi closed her eyes and ran her tongue across her upper teeth. She’d most certainly get off later tonight. Letting her sexual anticipation simmer for now, as to heighten its eventual release, she moved on with her routine.

Gliding her hands across her belly, gently rubbing the body wash over the soft, pudgy skin. Her belly had grown so much that it hung down into her pelvis. She squeezed both sides of her love handles, working the soap into the folds of skin before moving her hands to the center and digging her index fingers into the deep belly button. She giggled as she watched her belly jiggle and bounce, taking her hands under her stomach to lift and then drop it, curling a smile as she did so. She had always been proud of her flat stomach before, but now it was something else entirely. Her tummy was round and full, and she couldn't see her feet when she stood, even if her breasts were taken out of the equation. It was a struggle to find stylish clothes suited for a musician that fit her properly, but it was worth it and in a way she loved how they showcased her abundant curves. She had grown to love her belly as it was a reminder of the two beautiful babies she had brought into the world.

As Sofi washed her legs, her thoughts returned to the interview she had coming up tomorrow, coinciding with her album release. She was nervous about it, as she knew that people had already been commenting on her weight gain in the early months of her latest pregnancy. She tried not to obsess imagining too much what those people would say now. But those thoughts kept creeping up as her next public appearance drew closer and closer. Regardless, Sofi held steadfast, knowing that she was still the same talented singer she had always been, and that her new album was something to be immensely proud of. She trusted in her talent and knew that her fans would love it, regardless of what she looked like.

And so Sofi had her thoughts in order. With her being ready for tomorrow, she turned off the shower. Any sleep she could get tonight was a bonus, because it was going to be a long day.