Upon their arrival to these strange new times, Duchess and her kittens had a fair few observations to make about how different everything was from the era they came from.

Everything looked so bright and vibrant, all powered by electricity and this "neon" stuff, lighting up this place they called New York City.

The former was just a niche luxury that only few like themselves could afford, and the latter was just something that scientific minds knew about, where they came from, so to see both of them everywhere was just the start of the curveball they had been thrown.

Although one of those observations was a simple & pleasant one; her daughter's new friend was a gentleman.

In the short time they had known them, Oliver and his "mother" Georgette were an absolute delight. They were polite, welcoming and were happy to show them life, over 50 years into the future.

The former had gotten along greatly with Marie, a fast friendship forming between the kittens, despite how different they may have been at first glance. He may not have been the high class prince charming that she had always dreamed of, but he was a sweet, honest and kind kitten who didn't need to treat her like a princess to show he cared, and she loved that about him. Weirdly.

The latter had been a little surprise to meet; Duchess certainly wasn't expecting a dog to be the one who had mothered the sweet little cat, but that didn't stop her from making friends with her.

Ever since they met, they had been treated like family, even allowed to visit the Foxworth residence, where the mixed family lived.

And it wasn't long for the mother cat to be comfortable enough to allow Marie to stay over at her new/only friend's house for the night, making a nice change from the hotel room.

Marie had no objections to the offer from Oliver; getting away from her brothers was always nice, and she couldn't wait to spend even more time with the boy she believed herself to be in love with.

Georgette was fine with it too; she raised her precious son to be a gentleman, so naturally she trusted him to be on his best behavior with the young lady, even when they were alone.

So far, the evening had gotten off to an ideal start. After saying her goodbyes to her mother, ready for the first night without her, Marie settled in nicely with her hosts, the pair of her and Oliver having a fun time watching this magical TV box thing and playing a few games that he showed her.

They even shared a few stories with one another, and learned about the other's lives.

For Oliver, he learned more about the other acquaintances that his new friend had been forced to leave behind, such as their maid Frou Frou, who she was sure was worried sick about their sudden disappearance, assuming she had heard about it, as well as the other few kitten friends she had back home. They weren't anything like Oliver was, which Marie told him was part of the reason why their friendship was so unique to her, hence so special.

And for Marie herself, she learned about Oliver's other friends as well, but unlike when she told him about hers, they weren't anything like she was expecting to hear; as it turned out, his "mom" wasn't the only dog in his personal life. Not only was he part of a gang, as he claimed, but these 5 dogs, Dodger, Francis, Tito, Einstein & Rita, were way older than either of them. Heck, even both their ages put together.

That story threw her for a loop, but she knew Oliver wasn't a liar. And she knew Toulouse wouldn't wait a moment to meet this gang the first chance he got.

But that was neither here nor there. Throughout the rest of the night, stories were shared, games were played and dinner was devoured. And bedtime was fast approaching, as reluctant as the kittens were to admit it.

Before then, however, it was time for the kittens to bathe. This was a scheduled rule that both Duchess and Georgette had wordlessly agreed on for their young, so they were both used to it.

Escorting her to the bathroom, Oliver got out a towel for each of them from the little cupboard next to it.

"I'll let you use it first, if you'd like." The host told her, opening the door for her.

"Thank you." She replied, accepting the offer with a little curtsy, despite how many times he told her she didn't have to do that. "I'll try not to take too long in the bath."

"Oh, we don't have a bath." Oliver told her with a smile as she got inside. "Just a shower. Hope that's okay."

The notion of not having a bath surprised the female kitten, who tilted her head in confusion, just as her friend closed the door behind her.

When her eyes scanned the room, she analysed what she was seeing, and tried to make sense of the large rectangular thing in the corner of the room.

She had never seen anything like this, even in her hotel room. It was a handle on one side which she worked out was the door, and upon opening it, was even more perplexed.

Some kind of metal line was attached to a thing-a-ma-jig on the wall, connecting it to a doohickey above her, with lots of little holes.

Looking back at the thing-a-ma-jig, she could see some little levers and switches. Curiously, she moved one, a bit more forcefully than she might've liked, and a spout of water shot out, making her react accordingly.

"MEEEEEERRRRRRROOOOOOOOWWWWWW!" She exclaimed upon feeling the cold water raining down on her, scampering out of the cubicle & onto the floor, landing with a thud.

"Marie!" Oliver cried out, opening the door, throwing caution to the wind. "What happened!? Are you okay!?"

Taking a second to collect herself from what she just experienced, though still shivering from the unexpected torrent, the kitten noticed her friend had entered the room, turning to look at him as he came over.

Before she could answer, Oliver extended a hand to her, offering to help her up which she gratefully took.

"Are you okay?" He asked again, looking concerned.

"I..." Marie began, before letting go of him and trying to regain her composure. "I don't know what happened... I just tried to..."

Looking at the running water, the male kitty put two and two together, and turned the lever in the opposite direction, ceasing the flow.

"Oh, I... I'm really sorry." He apologized, turning back to his guest. "I forgot, you must not have seen a shower before."

"It- It's alright." The girl assured him, her voice returning to its normal state. "I just... Need to know how it works."

Before her companion could follow up to that statement, the girl looked down to see they were still holding hands, making her blush happily.

But all too soon, Oliver let go and guided her to the modern bathing appliance.

"Well, it's just like a bath, but without the tub, and you stand in it." He began, pointing to the lever that she had just used. "This turns it on and off, but I guess you figured that out... And this is the temperature control."

She listened in as he explained it, but the sudden spraying took her by surprise, and she didn't really want any more nasty surprises.

So, she formed an idea.

"Oliver...?" She asked him, getting his attention. "Would you mind... Joining me?"

Her request made his ears stand up straight, and he had to take a gulp before replying.

"Y- You mean like... Get in the shower with you? While we're both... Naked?" He said, almost unable to believe what she was asking.

"Y- Yes, please..." She confirmed in a shy tone, giving him the sweetest look she could. "I just... Feel safe with you~"

That second part made the boy's face heat up even more. He knew it wasn't his place to deny a lady her wishes, especially when she was his guest.

"Okay..." He finally accepted, before taking his hands to his shirt. "Do you, uh... want me to... Go first?"

The girl nodded, not trusting herself to speak.

"A- Alright..." He complied, slowly taking his top off, revealing his bare chest.

Seeing him half-naked, Marie couldn't help but get flustered, almost wanting to turn her head away. Even though she had seen it before already at the swimming pool, it still made her weird inside.

But at the same time, she felt that she was asking a bit much of him, so she decided to play fair with him.

Reaching down to her own now-soaked shirt, Marie began pulling the fabric off of her fur, letting the cold air hit her own skin.

As she removed her clothes, Oliver couldn't stop himself from watching her, a bit surprised at her actions.

"M- Marie!?" He exclaimed, turning his head away, blushing heavily. "W- What are you doing!?"

"It wouldn't be fair if I didn't do the same." She said, tossing her top onto the floor, before going for her pants. "So, I'll take my clothes off too, so you're not uncomfortable."

The boy couldn't believe what he was hearing, and the sounds of rustling fabric made him look back, just in time to see his friend's bare chest, and her yet-to-develop breasts.

She was pulling down her new jeans, letting them fall to the floor, and allowing him to spy her cute little underwear.

His heart rate was accelerating, and his face was a deep shade of red, but he remembered that was supposed to be doing to same for her, and so resumed his task.

Just a few seconds later, the pair of them disposed of their undies and were left standing across from one another, both as naked as the day they were born.

Their bodies were completely exposed for the other to see, and the sight of their bare skin was enough to make them flustered, but at the same time, weirdly comfortable.

"W- Well... Here we are." Oliver nervously joked, making the girl smile a bit. "S- So, shall we...?"

"We shall..." She replied, walking into the cubicle and holding the door open for him.

Upon joining her and closing the door, they realised that it was a bit smaller than it looked, leaving them just barely enough wiggle room.

But that wasn't what was on the mind of the naked male cat, who was facing his equally nude female counterpart.

"So, I'll... Get it going, this time." He offered, turning to face the controls, trying to navigate his way to them.

In the process, both cats could feel their naked bodies pressing & rubbing against one another's, which they couldn't ignore, as much as they tried.

After a little fumbling around, the young host managed to find the right switch, and turned it, making the water run from the device above.

Both kittens looked up, just in time to feel the water spraying down, making Marie yelp again and instinctively cuddle closer together with her friend, REALLY pressing her form against his now.

"Marie, are you-" He tried asking, before noticing how close they were.

He could feel her soft body pushing against him, and her arms wrapped around his chest. She was looking at him with her cute eyes, and he couldn't help but admire the beautiful, vulnerable young woman who was relying on him.

But before too long, both of the could feel something else pressing against one another, and not just their little bellies.

The warmth of her nethers rubbing against his manhood made them both aware of just how close they were, and it made them feel strange inside.

They could both feel the other's genitals pushing against the other, and neither could think of a good excuse as to why.

"I... Guess I'm used to it, now." Marie told him quietly, letting go of her friend and letting the warm water wash over her.

"Y- Yeah... G- Great." Oliver agreed, doing the same, but unable to take his eyes off her.

The sight of her bare figure being cleaned by the shower, as well as the steam from the hot water, was something to behold.

But even so, he knew he had to be a gentleman.

"D- Do you... Want me to go now, or...?" He asked her, letting her decide what was next.

"No, you can stay..." She told him, looking at him sweetly. "If it's alright with you~"

The young cat could feel his heart skipping a beat at her words & tone, and he found himself unable to resist.

"S- Sure." He responded, smiling back. "So, um... Should we... Get ourselves clean?"

After getting a nod, the boy reached for the soap and offered it to his friend, who took it and applied a good amount to her skin, making a nice foamy layer of suds.

Oliver could only watch as his friend lathered her beautiful form, getting every inch of her body covered.

As time went on, the pair of them got themselves, and even the other one cleaned & rinsed off, taking care to be thorough... As well as not bump into each other as often.

Though that didn't quite go to plan; more than they cared to admit, the kittens found each other pressing against the other, feeling their bodies touching & rubbing together.

It was awkward enough when they touched arms, bellies, legs and back, but the most blood-chilling moment was when their little bottoms made contact.

When their cheeks rubbed together, the two cats could feel a weird, warm, tingly sensation inside them. It was unlike anything either had ever felt, sending something electric through them.

The two of them found themselves blushing heavily whenever it happened, unable to look the other in the eye.

But after long enough, the pair of them were happy that enough time had passed, and they were satisfied with the state of their cleanliness.

So, the boy reached for the switch and turned the shower off, letting the final few drops hit their bare bodies, before the boy opened the door again.

Feeling the cold air enter, Marie shivered and stepped out, wrapping her arms around herself.

"Here." Oliver offered, handing her the towel from the cupboard.

"Th- Th- Thank y- you..." She replied, taking it and wrapping it around herself, while he did the same.

They each made quick work of drying themselves off, though both couldn't help but feel awkward about it.

Neither of the kittens spoke a word as they each did their best to keep their gazes off one another, and once they had finished, Marie turned to her friend.

"Oliver?" She spoke up as she approached him, still wrapped in the towel.

As he turned around to answer her, the male kitty was surprised to feel the girl's lips peck his, and his cheeks went beet red.

"Thank you~" She said with a cute smile, batting her eyelids at him. "You're a very sweet gentleman~"

"O- Oh..." He responded, blushing and smiling awkwardly. "Um... Y- You're welcome..."

It was going to be difficult to sleep for him tonight.