Observing Their Morning Ritual
by tannim
May 25, 2010

	Freya growled and sighed as she was Vanished again and banished by a reflected spell. "Where am I NOW?"

	"Umm... hello?" Waved a strange young woman with no arms.

	Freya looked at her strange surroundings and guest "Shit.  Can I stay here until I..."

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	Renamon yelled as she attacked only to be hit by a void attack.  "What happened? Where'd they go?!"

	The vulpine digital monster jumped at the strange woman in red only to find herself batted out of the air by a lance.  The woman seemed to be some sort of big rat.  She could tell it wasn't a digimon.  The weird squirrel girl next to the rat freaked her out too.

	"Wha... what happened to your arms?" Renamon couldn't help but blurt out.

	"I was born without them. What are you?  I suppose YOU want to stay here until you figure out what happened too?" The squirrels long cheek tufts swished ash she gestured around the room with them.

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	Muriel yawned and grunted as she got up.  She noticed the other two women were also just sitting up and their groans had woken her.  Getting old must suck, she decided.

	They trouped to the bathroom, one after the other, with Freya in the lead.  It'd been two weeks with no leads.  They were all getting a bit tired of each other though there wasn't anywhere else the digimon or burmecian could go.

	Freya grit her teeth as Muriel darted past her and went into the shower.  That blasted squirrel always got there first.  Renamon shrugged and took the first turn on the brush.  Freya simply took the toilet, glad of a little relief.

	It had been the same for nearly two weeks, she thought while cleaning her big ears with a q-tip.  Waste time all day searching on that computer thing.  Get distracted by porn.  Get a bit too hot for their own good and play with some toys or... each other.

	Freya shook her head as she dabbed her pussy and took over the brush.  She heard the shower running but saw Muriel sitting on the floor bent over scrubbing her head with her soapy feet and toes through the clear shower curtain.  Renamon spent the whole time brushing it and staring at the mirror as though she could see something looking back.

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	And something looking back stared at her in a different mirror in the exact same spot.  Three somethings.  They stared in horrified fascination into the mirror.  An armless squirrel, with long cheek fur stared at what COULD be herself climbing out of a shower.  There was a shower behind the squirrel, both squirrels, but each was different.

	Next to the squirrel was a fox-ish creature with a short tail and scrawny neck.  She stared at the big tailed freak that she assumed was herself.  Her leg wasn't even shattered, how could it be HER?!  Renamon, possibly, wiggled her short cute tail and shook her head, then grunted at the pain in her leg.  The cast had wiggled the weigh a bit too much. The massive weight dangling from the other end of the rope and pulley attached the ceiling settled back onto the ground as she lifted her leg again.

	Freya, possibly Freya, rubbed her hand down her chest.  "Damn, I'm cute... assuming that really is me."

	They watched the three alternate versions of themselves through the mirror going about their morning ritual.  Muriel leaned in and pressed her muzzle, with lips lifted, to her wall mounted tooth brush.  Renamon handed the floss to Freya, who took it and worked her teeth.  The burmecian made a face and wrinkled her muzzle at the stink from the fox digimon's armpits before shoving the deodorant stick at her.

	Possibly Freya ran her hand further and stroked over her dampening pussy lips.  Her nipples stiffened as she watched that other version of herself flossing, the other squirrel brushing had her fingers digging into her lips with her fingers.  She smirked at Renamon's armpits and enjoyed the hair she could see under them.  A glance at the others showed her that they weren't enjoying it as much as she was...

	"Yeah... floss those back teeth you dirty slut." She mumbled to herself, working her clit.

	The squirrel made a face at her alternate self.  Unlike the others, she looked basically the same, though her fur was less well groomed and her tail longer, but scruffier.  Seeing herself covered with nasty foam from the toothpaste and making that stupid face was not pleasant.

	"Ewww... that is nasty!" Said with conviction.

	'Do I really look like... THAT?' Renamon, well, maybe, shook her head as she thought it.  "What is up with all that HAIR on her chest and around her neck?  And that tail? Who could work with that thing, it's far too long.  It'd get slammed in doors every time!"

	They all had to get used to the freaks they were seeing in the mirror.  None of them were sure why they weren't seeing their reflections.  They had never NOT seen themselves as themselves before.  Seeing the alternate versions was just freaky.  At least to Renamon and Muriel, possibly anyway.

	Freya, perhaps, enjoyed the show.  She kept her fingers busily showing her approval for disgusting morning ritual. The rat thing just made it to peak before the flossing stopped and stood panting as they watched their reflections leave the room.  The other two were quiet, thinking to themselves... That was weird.