Inside the apartment, the first thing I do is take off my clothes and go take a shower, not just to clean myself but also to check the current state of my body.
I was a man before, and although the lack of strong feelings made me have little interest in women in general, I still know quite a bit from researching to help my sister in any situation.
The bathroom is much better than I thought, it even has a bathtub, although not a very large one. I turn on the bathtub faucet and start filling it with water.
While it's filling, I wet myself just a little in the shower to clean the general dirt.
"...Hair...a troublesome problem..." Just by touching my hair, I can tell how incredible it is, but long hair in general is more difficult to care for, mainly because it's fragile.
Although mine doesn't seem fragile, it is a very welcome gift. I used to take care of my sister's hair sometimes, and depending on what happened, I had to spend from 1 to 4 hours to take good care of her hair.
For now, the hairstyle is standard with these two strands that frame my face. Whenever I summon my magical girl outfit, the hairstyle automatically becomes the same.
So it's kind of pointless to try to do something different since I'll constantly be wearing that magical girl outfit, so I think I just need to have general care for my hair and maintain the same hairstyle.
"..." The bathtub is full, so I turn off the faucet and get into the warm water, letting out a satisfied moan from the nice bath. It's great to take a bath without worries like this.
It's even a bit pleasurable, and my sensitive skin makes the hot bath experience even better.
"They're big...and very soft." I hold my breasts, they're not huge, but they're not even close to being small either. They're relatively large and have a generally soft texture.
My skin is simply perfect, with a unique natural glow and a softness as if time had never affected it at all, which is a bit strange considering that this same sensitive skin can withstand falling from buildings without even getting scratched.
"Hmm" I let out a soft, strangely cute moan, which seems strange since the sound comes from me. It seems that my body is relatively sensitive, as it feels good just to touch my breasts.
However, considering how soft and perfect the skin is, it makes sense for it to be sensitive to the touch, and it's not like the whole body is sensitive, it seems to be mainly the breasts.
"It doesn't seem to be exciting." I murmur while squeezing the breasts, although it's sensitive and gives me a slight pleasure, I don't feel sexually aroused.
Probably because I know it's my own body, and because I don't care about women's bodies in general besides my sister's, in other words, I'm unable to feel sexually aroused by seeing naked girls.
Of course, if it's my sister, the story changes. This reminds me that I've already seen my sister's naked body, it wasn't on purpose, accidents happen when you live together. She was coming out of the shower without a towel because she forgot to bring one and there weren't any in the bathroom.
She thought I wasn't home while I was actually studying in my room, and when I went to get some water, we ended up bumping into each other because she was going to start running.
The most obvious thing was that she fell on top of me completely naked and quickly became embarrassed, trying to cover my eyes with her hands while yelling at me not to look and calling me a pervert.
Of course, she quickly went back to the bathroom and then apologized for unintentionally hurting my eyes, taking the blame, which was totally hers for running out of the bathroom.
"Well...that is..." I end up getting aroused when I remember my sister's naked body. It was involuntary, but I feel a slight tingling in my vagina and a certain discomfort, as if I wanted to touch it, while my face turns red.
At least this makes me more comfortable, since it indicates that even in a female body, my interest remains 100% in women and still focused obviously on my sister. Unfortunately, fantasizing about my sister is just that, a fantasy, after all, she likes men.
"It shouldn't be wrong..." I start touching my breasts with my eyes closed, imagining my sister touching me.
"Hmmm" I let out a moan of barely contained pleasure at the soft and pleasurable sensation in my breasts. I squeeze them gently, slowly molding them, imagining my sister's delicate hands.
"Aahh" I let out another pleasurable moan as I feel my hands roam my breasts. I feel my vagina getting wet as I fantasize about my sister touching me. Masturbating while thinking about her was not so common.
I avoided doing it as much as possible since she could find out, so fantasizing about her was an extremely rare event, but now there was a reason to masturbate, and this also generated power that was given to the demon.
"Nngghh" I feel the pleasure increasing with each gentle movement of my hands on my breasts. I imagine my beautiful sister hugging me while holding my breasts.
She presses her breasts against me while whispering how much she loves me in my ear while touching my breasts. Just imagining this fills me with pleasure, a mixture of physical and mental satisfaction.
"Hmmmm" When I touch my nipples, gently pulling the two of them, and imagining my sister doing this, I end up climaxing. The pleasure is too much for me.
I'm sure most women would never orgasm just from having their breasts caressed a little and then their nipples gently pulled. So I seem to be extremely sensitive to stimuli in general.
However, I think it's more for mental satisfaction. The pleasure of imagining my sister saying she loves me and giving me pleasure is so high that it makes me reach the climax.
But unlike the male body, the female body can remain sexually aroused without losing any excitement at all, in fact becoming more aroused as the climax occurs.
So after reaching this first orgasm, my body becomes more sensitive and I crave more. I start circling and pressing my nipples, thinking of my sister.
My legs stir in the water, making part of the bathwater spill out as I breathe heavily and let out weak moans of pleasure, imagining my sister's touch.
"S-Sister, I love you" I murmur, lost in pleasure, my fingers circling and gently pressing my nipples as the love juice flowing from my vagina mixes with the bathwater.
"Sister, sister, please touch me more, hmm" I moan with pleasure, imagining my sister pulling my nipples and rubbing them gently. She has a gentle smile as she responds to my words with words of love.
"Sister, I'm coming, I'm coming, sister" I can't contain my moans of pleasure and murmurs of love for my sister as I reach climax again, my body trembling with pleasure as I press my nipples with a little force.
It's the second climax in a short time, but since women don't have that limit, I feel compelled to continue. I imagine my sister touching me, she hugs me, pressing her breasts against mine while kissing me.
She moves her hands down my body, slowly reaching my intimate area. I start touching the outer part of my vagina with a finger.
I slowly circle around the tightly closed slit, softly moaning with pleasure, imagining how my sister explores my body with curiosity, as she is usually a bit naive.
So I move my fingers slowly and gently, even though my intimate parts tighten in need and leak love juice, but I hold back, passing my soft fingers gently over the closed slit.
My finger starts rubbing against the tightly closed vagina cautiously, going up and down as if searching for a weak spot.
"Hmm, so this is how you masturbate? Moaning for your sister who doesn't want you?"
I quickly stop what I'm doing and look to the side where the cat is sitting on the toilet, looking at me with a malicious smile that is common to him.
"Get out of here." The excitement I was feeling quickly cooled down. This damned demon ruined everything. I was going to start inserting my finger, but I think it's better to stop here.
"You said you'd only be back tomorrow. Why did you come back early?" I ask him as I move my hand away from my vagina.
"Yes, normally yes, but it ended up being boring compared to seeing you moaning for your sister. So I came back, and right at the moment, I managed to see you moaning for your sister."
"Get out of here, now." My voice is cold. The sweet and weak tone of my moans is gone, replaced by a beautiful but cold voice.
"Okay." The cat, as if to provoke me, walks slowly to the door, leaving the bathroom.
"...Haaa" I sigh as I grab the shampoo and start to apply it to my body. I don't want to masturbate anymore. I would have continued, but with him here, I no longer feel as satisfied.
I'll leave the experience of inserting something for the future when I have real privacy.
I apply the shampoo to my hair and gently rub it in, lathering it well. Then I start to rub the soap on my breasts, moving on to my arms, legs, back, and then my abdomen.
I was going to wash my intimate area with shampoo, but I remembered that for intimate areas you need a specific shampoo, so I ended up just rubbing it with soapy water, as using shampoo could hurt, irritate, or have a bad reaction.
After that, I submerge my whole body in the bathtub to rinse off the excess soap and then go back to the shower to remove the rest.
I turn on the shower and let the water clean the remaining shampoo from my body while I think a bit about what I felt. It was pleasurable, and I even liked it quite a bit. I would love for this to be real.
Unfortunately, it's just an impossible dream, so I can only fantasize about it.