[Episode 125592] [Episode 125592]It just wasn't her thing, and she knew that it wouldn't be an easy thing to do. So she had little wish to actually do it, and so she basically gave up on that. She had more than enough to enjoy now, and if something came up, she could deal with it then. Besides, she knew how she looked, and even she didn't need to flaunt it.
She did have to admit that she could see what guys liked about her girl form. Looking down at her cleavage, she could see it bouncing as she walked over to the bathing stool. Her breasts were large and firm, and she could simply tell how a guy could like to see them. Of course, that would be the most that they could hope to experience, as anything more would be possible only a pervert's imagination.
It was wierd though, as she realised that a lot of guys would have killed to be in her position. There she was, with a hot girl's body all available to her that she could do anything she wanted with. They would have been way, perverted for the most part.
"Of course, they would. They're perverts," she scoffed lightly as she filled up a bucket. She knew that she couldn't be like them, but she did see it as her body. Even if it was due to a curse, she had to deal with it, and those jerks could wank off to their own daydreams. Before some of the perverts had proven to be too stupid to think, she'd found pleasure in her body, and that was not something that was based in the simple 'knee-jerk' reactions of hormones.
As she sat and splashed the water over her head, she shivered for a moment, what with the cold of the storm mixing with the washing water. But it was a quick burst, and she'd dealt with worse. Besides, it was a clean feeling, as the new liquid washed over her body, taking some of the grime away with it. Looking back down, she saw the new water trailing down her curves, and watched as gravity took drops down over the swells of her breasts and down her thighs. It was a strange feeling to have that happen, as it was at times like that when she could really see that she had a girl's body.
Watching a bead of water hold on the tip of her breast, she reached up and stroked her finger over it, spreading the liquid over the hardening point. Swirling it around for a moment, she let the feelings invoked go unabated. Then she began to tweak the nipple gasping a little as she pressed the heel of her hand into the fullness of her breast. Her lips pressed together as she felt pleasurable sensations run through her, and her backside pressed harder into the seat.
It could have gone further, as she had managed to go all the way once before. But at the moment she had to get herself clean before she caught a chill, and she began to soap up her body to get rid of the grime that the storm had given her. She ran the washcloth over her body in long and languid strokes, letting a new warmth rise in her belly. There was nothing going on save for a simple washing, but with the way the rough fabric went over the softness of her skin seemed to make her tingle.
A part of her wondered if this was why the girls seemed to enjoy some things so much. That was certainly true for her in part, and she knew thatit was a powerful attraction. Though she couldn't understand why the girls liked some things, like having something put into them, especially in their ass, but there had to be something to it. Not that she was even about to consider letting herself try it for herself, since the idea of having a guy touch her like that put a bit of a damper on her libido.
But she was able to forcibly eject that idea, especially when she found herself pushing the washcloth onto places that had her attention stolen by feelings that were much more pleasant. She even came very close to pushing it into her body several times, but in the end, she settled for pushing it over her slit and gave soundless gasps as her hand pressed it over that sensitive part. Her thighs squeezed over her hand to the wrist, but that was totally insinctual as she bucked and nearly bounced as the cloth was rubbed in ways that were most satisfactory, even in her inexperience.
All too soon, she came hard, and nearly bent herself in half with her reaction to the sudden urge of release.
Panting after the wave crested, she idly wondered why she had ever considered bathing as a simple act. It was more erotic than she'd ever given it credit for, and she knew that she wasn't about to look at it in the same way ever again. This was something that she was sure that she could enjoy, and she figured out that this was probably the way that such realisations came about. But the fact was that she had some pleasant feelings still running through her, and she wondered if the girls would like to do such things to themselves... or have her do such acts to them. Idle consideration brought up the possibility that Nabiki or Shampoo would, but she did have to wonder how Akane would react if they were to wind up in the bath at the same time.
Shrugging to herself, she finished up her washing, and rinsed off before heading over to the tub to soak. Though she wouldn't have minded some more pleasure, it was still a bit new, and she need to get warm. So she made sure to toss the washcloth into the laundry before padding over to the furo. She climbed in, and let the heat sink into her bones to the point where she didn't realise that she'd turned back to a 'he'.
By the time he paid attention to that fact, he was lounging in the tub, with his arms resting on the rim of the tub to either side of him as he leaned his back against the side. He stretched his legs out in front of him, and sighed happily, finding another form of pleasure in the warmth that got rid of the chill that had been hanging around ever since he'd gotten caught in the storm. He didn't forget his earlier act though, and he gave a lopsided smile for a moment.
"That's the second time..," he murmured, knowing that he couldn't tell the girls about what he'd done, at least, not yet. He wasn't ready for that, but he did have to admit that it didn't seem to be that bad at all. Of course, he didn't know what they'd make of him touching himself like that in girl form, and was certain that it wouldn't be something to just blurt out.
He looked down, and saw the difference that was very clearly marking him as a guy. The realisation that he could do the male counterpart to what he'd done as a girl was sudden, and blinked for a moment. But he brushed it off, and simply tipped his head back to enjoy the moment.
By his reckoning, he'd been going fast enough, and it was time to relax, while:
(Posted Wed, 01 Dec 2004 21:05)
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