Chapter 1 - Dancing Lessons

Emily teaches Shampoo how to dance. Shampoo's way of thanking her is... interesting. 

This is my half of an art trade with DarkShadow777. His side of the trade can be found here.

(Author's notes: All characters are depicted as over 18 years old in this story, and I'm using non-canon versions of Shampoo and Emily. If you have an issue with either of those, don't read the story.)

(Tags: waifus, Emily, Stardew_Valley, aged-up, Shampoo, Ranma_1/2, dancing, massage, cunnilingus, tribbing, amazon_position)
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When Shampoo had received the offer to come to Keza's house, she wasn't expecting this. It was just a two-story house on an unimportant street. Highly different to Dark Guy's mansion. The amazon walked up the path and knocked on the door. Then she noticed a doorbell to the side. Pressing it, she was sure she heard a dog barking from inside.

After a few seconds, the door opened to a pretty familiar face. A feline guy with highly feminine features. "Hello." he said, a little shyly.

"Nihao. I Shampoo. Here see Emily; dancing lessons." She introduced herself.

"Oh, come right in! I'm Bela." The feline stepped back.

Shampoo stepped inside and wiped her feet, closing the door behind her. "Pleasure to meet, Bela. You a Dark Guy character, yes?"

"Yeah, but I'm also one of Kez- Well, right now I'm Keza's only husbando." Bela smiled. "So, I'm here."

"What this house?"

"This is Keza's house." Bela answered with a shrug. "It's no royal castle, but we're happy here. Alexandra and Curie are the mothers of the place, Elena and Emily keep everyone's spirits up, Hanako is the main cook and I... Well, I pitch in where I can. Usually, that means keeping the girls satisfied when Keza's not around." the feline smiled, blushing slightly.

"You good at?" Shampoo asked, curious.

"Not as good as Keza. He knows all of our ins and outs. I'm certain he's got a supercomputer in his head." Bela opened a door to the left and led Shampoo into the main room. "Hey, Emily?"

Emily poked her head from behind an extremely curvaceuos elf wearing a regal dress, who also looked very familiar to Shampoo. "Yeah? Oh, hey Shampoo!"

"Nihao, Emily. How you?"

Emily got up and brushed off her dress. "I'm great, thanks! Ready for me to teach you that dance?"

"Very much." Shampoo answered, smiling widely.

The elf-Alexandra Arvernus-winked at Shampoo and joked "Use protection, you two!" 

A woman reading a medical textbook then spoke in a very French accent "Oui. It is most important to protect yourself against-"

"Yes, yes, Curie, I know." Emily stammered, with the air of a child trying to escape a lecture from a mother. The thought made Shampoo chuckle.

Emily led Shampoo up a flight of stairs and pushed open the door in front of them both. The door had "E & E" engraved on a plaque. The room was divided into two, but a pole sat in the centre of the room, giving Shampoo an idea.

Emily headed to a parrot with a bandaged-up wing, giving Shampoo time to look around the room. Besides the double bed and drawers, Emily's side had a big table on which lay large pieces of various fabrics and pairs of scissors. A sewing machine sat to the side.

On the other side was posted an assortment artworks depicting a savannah, baobab trees, elephants and other African sights. Otherwise, there was just a bed.

"What parrot name?" Shampoo asked.

"I didn't give him one. He's a parrot, not a pet." Emily answered. "So Shampoo, are there any dances you'd like to learn?"

"Yes. Dark Guy favourite dance is poledancing. Shampoo try before but..." she rubbed her backside, remembering what had happened "Not end well."

"Hmm... poledancing is more Elena's thing, but I know a few things I can teach you. The first being to warmup. Stretch out your arms and legs, because they're about to be put through the mill."

Shampoo and Emily both began stretching. Shampoo found herself mimicking what Emily was doing. First, bending down and touching her toes, holding it for a few seconds. Then holding her arms above her head while leaning her butt to each side, rotating on her heels. Then interlocking her fingers and pushing her palms out from her.

"Okay, are you warmed up?" Emily asked, holding her arms far apart from each other while bending her shoulders back.

"Shi." Shampoo confirmed. Emily's raised eyebrow made her stammer a little. "Oh-um, yes. Shampoo warmed up."

"Good. Now, we'll start easy-keeping our feet on the ground." Emily smiled. "Speaking of which, you might want to take the shoes off." Shampoo quickly obliged, eyes on Emily.

Emily walked to the pole and span around it twice counter-clockwise, keeping both feet on the ground. She pressed herself against the pole while sliding her torso down it and sticking out her backside. To Shampoo, it already looked sexy. Emily brought her legs back to the pole and struck a pose, wrapping her right leg around it while gripping it tightly with both hands.

"Now, your turn." Emily told Shampoo. "See how much of that you can do."

Shampoo repeated Emily's routine. Spinning around the pole twice was easy, but she wasn't sure how well she pulled off the bending over, as her breasts got in the way slightly. As she struck the final pose, she could tell from Emily's smile that she'd passed this trial.

"Very good. I think you can already move to the more advanced stuff." Emily clapped her hands together. She chuckled at Shampoo's expression and added "Nothing too hard: grip the pole tightly and lift yourself off the ground. Spread your legs out, too-keep yourself up with only your hands."

Shampoo did what she was asked. She lifted herself up, to find that it wasn't as hard as she thought. Maybe all those pre-fight warmups had paid off after all. She clambered a little higher with her hands and feet before spreading her knees apart. She took a deep breath and took her feet off the pole, spreading them apart too. She eventually managed to do a full-split while gripping the pole. 

Emily nodded her approval and Shampoo spoke "How Shampoo doing?"

"Great! You've gotten past two of the hardest parts already! I guess being a 'Chinese Amazon' helps in other areas too."

"Hardest parts?" Shampoo asked.

"Having enough strength to keep yourself up, and enough flexibility to contort your body into splits and other difficult poses."

"What now?"

Emily replied instantly; she'd clearly thought this through. "Now I want you to stick your body out straight. Like a flag."

Shampoo nodded. She brought her legs back in and clambered a little down the pole. Then she slowly formed a straight line with her body until she was sticking directly out, from fingers to toes. She stayed there for a few seconds while Emily counted upwards on her fingers. Once she reached ten, she spoke.

"Good!" Emily encouraged. "Now, bring yourself back in and-"

"One moment..." Shampoo pointed her feet downwards and let go of the pole-her hands had started hurting. She rotated her wrists slowly and clenched her fingers a few times.

"Okay I'll make this the last exercise then." Emily smiled sympathetically. She waited for Shampoo to nod before continuing. "Once you're back up, grip the pole with one of both of your legs. Make sure your leg is gripping it tightly. Then I want you to let go with your hands, throw yourself back and pose."

"What pose?"

"Make it up!" Emily urged enthusiastically.

"Okay... Wo you zhege..." Shampoo encouraged herself, shaking her hands a little more before climbing back up the pole.

She gripped the pole tightly with her left leg, swinging her right leg over her ankle to make sure it was locked there. She also tucked her right ankle around the pole. Now for the moment of truth. Shampoo let go with both of her her hands. 

While she felt her skin struggling against the pole, she somehow knew she wouldn't fall. Going with the first pose coming to her, she arched her back, jutting her large boobs out. Her head was thrown back, her eyes turned to the ceiling. One hand rested behind her head, and the other hands fingers stroked the pole slowly, as if in appraisal, or worship.

Emily jumped in excitement that her pupil had progressed so quickly. "Amazing, Shampoo! You're a natural!"

Shampoo slid down the pole, landing on her feet. "Well, you good teacher, Emily."

"Thanks. Now, the rest is up to you and your imagination."

"What? What you mean?" The amazon asked.

"Dancing is an art form. Just let your creativity go wild and you'll create a spectacle!" Shampoo was still a little confused, and it must have shown on her face because Emily smiled understandingly. "Some things are better shown than told. I'd stand back from the pole..." Emily warned.

She pushed the play button on a stereo and locked her eyes on the pole as an upbeat drum sounded from the stereo. She clapped in time with the fast drumbeat, clearly waiting for the right moment...

The parrot squawked in rhythm with the music as Emily jumped on the pole, as if her legs were loaded with springs. Emily wrapped a leg around the pole and what followed was nothing less than the most sensual and passionate dance Shampoo had ever witnessed. The music had changed from a simple drumbeat to a slightly faster techno tune that Emily span, twirled, pushed and pulled to.

The music began to play a flute along with the techno music and Emily's movements became much more graceful, but no less erotic. Emily even rotated her figure while spinning herself around the pole. Shampoo was certain that she saw colours emitting from her figure as she danced.

A twinkling sound was added to the song. In answer, Emily began to slow down her dancing, pacing her motions around the pole much more, but still keeping to the same style of graceful sexiness.

The song finished as Emily slid down the pole and struck a pose, one leg sticking high in the air, the other laying flat and both hands gripping the pole tightly as her head was thrown back. Shampoo could only clap in answer, dumbstruck by what she'd just witnessed. She now understood what Emily had meant by art.

"How... How you did that?!" Shampoo asked incredulously as Emily staggered to her feet.

"I just... let my instincts... take over... and guide where... my limbs go!" Emily panted, bent double.

"Emily look tired from dance."

"I am a little... I normally give myself much more of a warmup." Emily admitted.

"Would Emily like Shampoo to give massage? Would be Shampoo pleasure."

"I'd like one, but I don't have any lotion..."

"Good masseuse always come prepared." Shampoo produced a bottle of lotion from her dress. "Strip off and lay on stomach."

Emily and Shampoo both stripped off their dresses. Shampoo took note that Emily's body was more coloured than hers, but also slightly smaller overall. Particularly the breasts. They still looked large enough to play with, though...

The dancer lay on the bed face down. The amazon squirted lotion into her hands and rubbed it on Emily's back. She kneaded the dancer's lower spine a little before working her way up to the shoulder blades. Once her back was fully covered in lotion, Shampoo squirted some more into her hand and applied it to her bust while swinging a leg over Emily.

Once her large breasts were nice and slippery, Shampoo bent over and pressed them tightly against Emily's back. She began to push her breasts up and down the dancer's rear. Slowly at first, and only up and down. In answer, Emily let out a soft moan, though of what, Shampoo wasn't sure. Pleasure? Contentment?

After a few pushes forwards, Shampoo began to move side to side, move a little up or down, side to side again. After a minute or so, she began to rotate herself across the dancer's back. Clockwise for three turns, anti-clockwise for two, clockwise for another two, all in aslow and steady rhythm. 

"Mmmmmm..." "Aaaaaaahh..." "Ahhh yesss..." Emily's soft moans were getting Shampoo rather heated...

"Turn over, Emily. Shampoo wants do rest..." Shampoo got off Emily and the dancer turned over, blushing a little, but showing no sign of wanting to stop or slow down.

Shampoo started with Emily's hands. She pressed her thumb into the palm of Emily's right hand, holding it as flat as she could with her other hand. She moved her hand around Emily's and pressed her thumb into other spots around it. She then turned it over and pressed her lips to the knuckles.

The two smiled at each other. "Keza's usually the only person who kisses my hands..." Emily admitted.

The amazon chuckled "Keza sound classic romantic. Shampoo see why he love Emily..." she spoke sincerely, crawling over the dancer. Emily blushed slightly more at her words. Shampoo picked up Emily's left hand and repeated the process, pressing her thumb into various spots around it. Then she kissed it, three times-once in the centre, two on each side.

Shampoo swung her leg back over Emily and started to play with her breasts. Thought they weren't as big as her own, Shampoo still found herself enjoying pressing them together. In answer, Emily reached up and started to play with Shampoo's in turn. Their methods were highly different though; while Emily was much more gentle, and focused on Shampoo's nipples-pulling them in rhythm-Shampoo groped and squeezed Emily's breasts roughly. She resisted the temptation to spank them, as she doubted Emily would enjoy it.

Her hand rubbed down Emily's torso towards her nethers. She gently touched Emily's blue bush above her pussy "You have such pretty lips here... Shampoo wants kiss them all over..."

Shampoo shifted downwards and Emily spread her legs apart. The amazon's thumbs spread the dancer's lips apart, and her tongue began to explore Emily's pussy. Slow, steady licks along the whole pinkness, causing Emily to moan a little louder than before. Shampoo's tongue found the tang of lemon and lime, but there were many other fruits involved in the taste as well.

The amazon began dipping her tongue inside Emily's entrance every few licks. Each dip caused the dancer to suddenly jerk while letting out a soft squeal. Her juices had started flowing now, and her bead had come out to play. Shampoo kept her focus on licking Emily's pinkness, savouring the tangy juices leaking onto her tongue.

Shampoo pushed her tongue into Emily's wetness as far as she could make it, breathing in the zesty smell through her nose. The dancer responded with a muffled but still louder moan. Emily's legs also twitched inwards as Shampoo started wriggling her tongue inside her. It wasn't the reaction Shampoo had wanted though. She pulled back, deciding to try something else. 

Shampoo lightly bit Emily's clit and pulled back before letting go. The dancer's jolt and scream of pain told Shampoo she didn't enjoy it. Instead, the amazon spread apart her entrance with her right index and pinky fingers, slowly pushing inside the middle two. Her left hand kept Shampoo steady and her mouth lightly sucked Emily's bead.

Shampoo's pussy felt very hot now, and she could feel her own juices dripping down her inner thighs. It was time. The amazon kissed Emily's bead one last time and asked "Does Emily have toys?"

The dancer stammered slightly "Y-yes, but I'd ra-rather feel you... just you..."

The amazon got on top of Emily, meeting their pussies together and gripping her ankles to steady herself. She pushed forwards and her pussy rubbed against Emily's, sending a wave of pleasure throughout both of them. She pulled back, sending another surge through them both.

Shampoo tribbed Emily's pussy slowly, savouring every push, forwards and back. Emily's moans were soft, but they came from deeper than just her throat. Shampoo drew out each push as long as possible, but also weaved them into each other, not hesitating before pushing either way. The dancer was moaning continuously now, her mouth wide open and her eyes locked on Shampoo's figure.

"Emily so sexy! Shampoo love that face you making!" The amazon told the dancer.

Shampoo began to push against Emily's tightness faster. Im  answer, the dancer reached up and groped the amazon's boobs again, pulling the nipples in time with Shampoo's movements. Their collective juices could be seen pooling on Emily's chest. It was so smooth, and Emily's treatment of Shampoo's nipples added to the pleasure greatly. The feeling of her breasts being pulled side to side gave the amazon another idea.

Shampoo stopped thrusting back and forth, instead moving herself side to side. The change in movement caused Emily to let out another squeal of bliss, letting go of Shampoo's breasts as the pleasure overwhelmed her. From the dancer's breathing and moans, it looked like she was getting close. Shampoo sped herself up, sending both of their juices side to side and onto the bed.

"Uh! Uhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..." Emily's body began to shake with the pleasure as her orgasm crashed over her. Shampoo stopped moving and loosened her grip on Emily's legs, but didn't let go. Emily's eyes opened, but looked directly at her nose. 

The sight made Shampoo laugh. "Emily look cute with her eyes crossed like that! Heehee!" Shampoo told her, her kitty still pressed again Emily's.

"Uh... okay..." Emily stirred, flashing a mischevious smile as she lifted herself up. The dancer placed a hand against Shampoo's chest. With a grunt, she shoved Shampoo backwards but shuffled forwards so that their pussies still touched.

Emily rubbed her entrance against Shampoo's, sending a spike of pleasure through the amazon. But she reacted quickly: positioning herself to push back against the dancer. It was quickly returned by Shampoo, and the two girls pushed against each other in rhythm. The dancer pushed harder, as if trying to make up for cumming first. The sight of Emily pushing back against her so heartfully was-

Shampoo felt her pressure break suddenly-she hadn't realized how close she was. She fell backwards and let out a scream as Emily relentlessly grinded their pussies together: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Emily said nothing; just smiled contentedly. She let Shampoo's leg she was holding drop and crawled a bit forwards before resting her chest on the amazon's, the sides of their heads touching. Shampoo instinctively wrapped her arms around Emily in turn. The two blue-haired girls cuddled, breasts pressing together. 

Shampoo found herself reaching up and gently stroking Emily's hair. It was soft, and despite the exercise it had just been through, had no knots at all.The amazon was content with just laying here, holding the danc-

A knock on the door made both of them jump. It opened a fraction and a shy, quiet voice asked "E-Emily, does our g-guest want to st-stay for dinner?"

Shampoo sighed and replied "Shampoo love to, but need to get back Dark Guy's. Xiexie for offer, though." The door closed. The amazon got off the bed and began to redress.

Emily spoke, still laying on the bed "Shampoo, if you want to come around for future 'lessons', feel free to. Just don't forget the lotion." she added, winking.

Shampoo smiled and answered "Shampoo have to see when can manage." She'd have to ask Dark Guy, but she could see no reason why he'd refuse. Thinking about Dark Guy was already getting her wet again... She'd have to give him a poledance once she got back home... She couldn't wait to see his reaction!