A Loli's ENF Adventure/Sally/Shower
She never could stand being dirty, so Sally began her day like any other and left her room to go take a shower. Walking to her door she pressed the middle of three buttons and the doors slid open long enough for her to walk through before closing.
All family sized living quarters shared the same layout and the Sorenson residence was no different. Sally's room was on one side of the master bedroom and her brother's was on the other side. Across the hall from her room was the laundry room while the bathroom was across from her bother's room and the the master bedroom faced a hallway that led to the sitting area, which itself had the kitchen on one side, the dining room on the other, and the entrance directly past it.
The house was quiet as Sally skipped down the hall to the bathroom. She considered checking on her brother but chose not to as if he was home he wouldn't like being woken up by her, so she instead pressed the button for the bathroom door and went inside. The bathrooms are something that haven't changed much over the centuries with the exception of most showers using sonic technology instead of water. The shower was directly across from the door while a two person sink separated the shower from the toilet, a towel rack sat on the opposite wall, and a large circular bathmat covered the middle of the floor. What looked like a small garbage can next to the door was actually a laundry shoot that sent clothes across the hall into the laundry room.
Sally pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her flat chest, hair-free pussy and cute bum, and quickly dropped her only clothing into the laundry shoot and pranced to the shower. Being a standard issue sonic shower it has a plain sliding glass door with speakers in the walls and ceiling. Stepping inside the blonde haired girl flipped a switch on a panel in the wall and turned the knob to four, her preferred setting. A gentle humming sound came from the speakers and slowly rose in volume until Sally could feel the vibrations on her skin, at which point she grabbed a sponge and began scrubbing herself down.
Unbeknownst to Sally her bad luck had struck and the button she hit in the hallway was not, as she thought, the middle button to automatically open and close the doors but was actually the bottom button that opens the doors, and keeps them open. As a result the Sorenson residence was filled with the humming of the sonic shower, and if anyone looked in the bathroom they'd have a front row seat to the cheerful, nude, oblivious prepubescent girl cleaning herself.
Does anything happen?