The Walking Dead: Warlord

(Maybe some light R18. No sex or anything, just descriptions of nudity.)

I look around for a few seconds, looking to see if anyone else is around. Thankfully, it seems I do not in fact have a peeping Tom or Jane following me. Well, not that I’d mind a peeping Jane so long as they’re pretty. I sigh and strip down. Looking at my body, I notice something different about me. I’m much more muscular. My tummy is showing signs of washboard abs popping up, and my arm and leg muscles are more defined. Not muscular like a bodybuilder, just lightly muscled.

Of course, I also have this diaper-like bandage on my side. This thing can’t get wet, so Dale gave me a roll of Saran Wrap to wrap around myself, keeping it dry. My chin should be fine since it’s got a waterproof bandage on it.

I step into the water and feel its slightly cold embrace. The muddy floor slowly swallowing my feet. Wading out a few feet, the water gets up to my thighs. I feel chills run down my spine as my crotch touches the water. Once it reaches my belly, though, I’m fine with the temperature.

At least that’s what I wanted to say, but it always sucks to have cold nipples.

Anyways, I dip into the water and take a little swim. It always feels nice to skinny dip, after all. I swim for a few seconds before heading back to shore and grabbing all my stuff. I have my clothes laying on a rock.

I set my shampoo and body wash down on a rock in the deep part of the lake. My towel is set up near my clothes, obviously. I dive into the water, getting my hair wet. When I come back up, I get on top of the rock and start soaping up. 

Starting with body wash, I lather my arms up with it. As I finish up with the lather, I sense someone looking at me, which freaks me out slightly. I open my eyes and look around, finding Amy walking down towards the shore with a set of clothes and a towel.

She waves at me with a friendly smile, oblivious to the fact that I’m rather embarrassed. As she reaches the shore, she speaks to me,

“How does it feel having your first bath?”

I smile and say,

“It feels pretty great! Are you planning on joining in?”

She nods her head,

“Yup! My last real bath was a few days ago, because of this awful shampoo rationing we have to do. Of course, I’ve washed off using water every day, but not with shampoo.”

She starts taking off her clothes as well, stripping off her yellow top and blue jeans revealing quite an adorable pair of underwear. They’re white with pink frills and a little pink bow at the front. As she strips those off as well, it reveals a clean shaven crotch. Her labia is also hidden as well.

Luckily, I catch myself staring before she does, so I look away. I sit down on the rock and start lathering up my body. I hear the water behind me getting disturbed, then a wet slap as she climbs up onto the rock I’m on.  She plops down beside me and starts lathering her own body up. She sighs in relief as she feels the lather going over herself,

“Haaah. That feels so much better already.” 

I nod my head along as I finish lathering up my thighs. I feel eyes on me again, and find Amy looking at my abs. She says,

“Damn. You’re pretty fit, huh?”

I chuckle lightly and look at her body. Her stomach is smooth, and her arms look like they’d break at the slightest bit of force. I say,

“Slightly above average, yeah. I was always pretty athletic before the whole end of the world thing. I did gymnastics.”

She raises her eyebrows,

“Ooooh! I see! Does that mean you’re, like, super flexible? Can you do that Human pretzel thing?”

I chuckle. My Dex may be high, but not that high,

“No, sadly. I can do the crab walk thing and grab my ankles, though. And the thing where you grab my leg and hold it straight up.”

She sighs again,

“Woooow. I wish. I can just barely touch my knees!”

She lays back on the rock, letting the rays of the sun warm her body. I stand up and start lathering up my back and butt. Amy looks up at me doing this and stands up as well, lathering up her hands.

“Want me to get your back for you?”

I think for a second and say,

“Sure, I’ll get yours as well.”

Jeez. She must be really open. I’ve never even done something like this with Regina! The most we’ve done is washed each other's hair and even that was in bathing suits. A few seconds later, we swap and I get hers. We both take a dip to clean off the soap and rewet our hair. As I come back up, I go to lift myself up onto the rock, but feel a sharp pain in my side as my stomach rubs up against the rock.

“Gah, fuck.”

I fall back into the water and hold my side. Amy sees this and gets up onto the rock before me, helping me get on top of it again. I give her a smile,

“Thank you, again.”

She shakes her head,

“Nah, you’re fine. Here.”

She gets onto her knees and motions for me to sit in front of her. I do so, my legs hanging off the edge of the rock and feeling the water on my toes. I hear her lathering up her hands and suddenly feel her fingers on my scalp. At first I flinch, uncomfortable with the fact that I barely know her and we’re already doing this stuff together. But, that slowly fades as the feeling of her fingers gently but firmly running through my scalp overtakes my brain. I find my head instinctively moving to different spots, wanting to feel the massaging movements on different parts of my head. I didn’t even realize when she had finished due to how good I was feeling. She eventually taps me on the shoulder, waking me from my semi-slumber. Her hair is fully lathered as well. She laughs a little,

“Hahaha! Did it feel that good?”

I nod my head and give her a slight smile,

“It really did. It felt like I was in heaven.”

She smiles back and says,

“I know, right? Andrea washes my hair every now and then and I have the same reaction.”

She gets to the edge of the rock after saying this and wades back into the water, rinsing off her hair. I do the same shortly after. As we both come back up, we lay on the rock to sort of air dry a bit. I feel eyes on me again and look over at Amy. She smiles at me and stretches out a bit. I smile back and look up at the clouds. I say,

“Y’know… I was really uncomfortable at first. Being naked and everything, and then being washed by someone else. But, honestly. It felt really nice actually.”

Amy gives me a genuine smile,

“I’m glad. I thought I should do a little something to help you forget what happened, if only for a little bit.”

I chuckle,

“Don’t worry. I’m a little tougher than that, but thank you.”

With that, we get dried off and dressed and head back to camp.

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