A super naughty aftermath (that is happening in secret, of course. Wouldn’t want anypony to know she’s enjoying it!) to this.
 
Black Squeaky Alt

 

 
 
Twilight Sparkle sighed with a hint of weariness. It has been a long day and she needed a nice warm shower. The map had sent her and Rainbow on another mission and while she certainly enjoyed herself she still had bits of dirt in her mane and coat.
 
Her hooves clopped on the crystalline floor as she made a beeline for her usual bathroom. After fiddling with the valve for a moment and testing the waters she promptly walked under the showerhead, sighing with contentment as the comfortably warm water trickled down her coat. Her eyes closed as she stood there for several moments, just basking in the blissful feeling.
 
She sat down and her magic reached out on autopilot, taking hold of her shampoo and squirting its contents onto her forehooves. Twilight started massaging her mane and scalp as more shampoo poured onto her back before sighing in approval and melting into the massage that followed. She didn’t remember ever being able to do such a good job but her mind could hardly think at the moment.
 
One of her hooves brushed her ear and she couldn’t help but give it a scrubbing as well.
 
^*Squeak!*
 
Her other ear flicked at the sound but her mind hardly acknowledged it and promptly ignored it in light of continuing the heavenly massage. Her hooves went down her mane, feeling the soapy bubbles as she gave her mane a thorough cleaning.
 
The grand massage moved from her back to her wings and Twilight couldn’t help but mewl under the ministrations as her spread wings were rubbed in all the right places. She imagined Rainbow instead of her magic, she knew all the right spots and just where to touch…
 
Before she knew it her fantasy was interrupted as the massage moved from her wings onto her hind hooves. She flushed absentmindedly as she couldn’t fold her wings now but she had only herself to blame for that.
 
A little embarrassed that she got so lost in her imagination to the point of completely stopping washing herself she deemed her mane clean enough. She rinsed it along with her wings and back. Somewhere in her mind she felt a little weird, almost as if the water didn’t… wet her properly? That sounded silly, but a particularly nice squeeze from behind made her groan a little and forget all about it as well as the Squeak! it produced.
 
Despite the water staying at the same temperature Twilight felt warmer and warmer, the blush from before still having yet to disappear so she quickly started to rub in the shampoo on her forehooves in an attempt to distract herself.
 
“Maybe later…” She whispered to herself. The hopeful optimism sounded a little desperate and rightly so because as she was quickly finished with her hooves she had to move onto other more tender places.
 
It can wait… She told herself with a bit of nervousness but every rub on her torso and especially her soft chest made her believe it less and less.
 
Somewhere in the back of her mind she registered the slowly but surely increasing amount of squeaks coming from all around her but her beating heart drowned them all out.
 
Her hooves slowly moved lower, feebly trying to linger around her belly but slipping ever downwards. Her right hoof managed to free itself of the lust-induced spell but her left slipped only closer. She bit her lip and took the last inevitable step. Her lips quivering as she bit down harder to stop herself from moaning.
 
Defeated, she let her hooves do what they willed. Her soapy left hoof made her cheeks grow even warmer while her hoof right curled in pleasure. In an attempt to squeeze and grope at least something it flew to her face of all places, running over her blushing cheeks in what she told herself were attempts at cleaning.
 
The heavenly massage returned without Twilight even noticing that it stopped and she realized with trepidation that it was just as corrupted with lust.
 
First it made quick work of every small bit of her body she missed in her flustered attempt at cleaning herself before getting to the small of her back and traveling downwards…
 
Not wanting to draw blood she stopped biting her lips in light of muffling the undignified sounds with her hoof.
 
She felt something was wrong with it but her brain was a little too preoccupied to figure out what it was as her moans got louder and louder. She arched her back and bit down in ecstasy as her closed eyes rolled backwards and the world went completely silent except for the squeaking beating of her heart.
 
 
Twilight panted heavily as she came down from her height, she kept still for few moments and just focused on breathing. Before she opened her eyes she gave herself a final rinse and her carefree blissful expression grew slightly nervous as she remembered all the things that felt wrong.
 
The massage… While it was one of the best she had in a while she was skeptical about the fact of who was actually giving it… And this very rinse, for example. She felt the warm water flowing over her features but somehow felt… dry at the same time. The quiet but quite audible Squeak! as she tentatively reached a hoof out to stop the water definitely didn’t help to alleviate her fears. As if all that wasn’t enough, as she pressed into the valve she could feel it depress half an inch into her hoof.
 
She opened her eyes nervously and saw there was… apparently nothing wrong with it. She sighed in relief. She was just imagining things. There was just a bit of the shampoo left on it that reflected the lights quite a bit, giving her hoof a glossy appearance.
 
She smiled and turned the water back on and put her hoof underneath the water. She reached out her other… just as shiny hoof… to clean it. Her smile drooped as she saw her other hoof and turned slightly desperate as they rubbed one another under the water, neither getting any less shiny, not to mention that they produced sounds like two balloons rubbing on one another.
 
She dared a glance down and saw that her hind hooves were just a squeaky as her forehooves, that was as far as she had the courage to look before her magic picked up her shampoo.
 
A hot pink bottle floated over to her that was decidedly not her lavender-scented shampoo. There was a cheeky familiar, albeit a bit squeaky, face giving thumbs up plastered over it with a speech bubble and a label that proudly proclaimed:
 
 
Squeak n’ Tail!  
Soap, Shampoo, and Polish  
all in one!  
“Sure to make you squeaky clean!” - (Squeak/10) - Lord of Chaos