在另一个身体里醒来

I opened my eyes and they weren't mine. The light filtered differently, the weight of the sheets on my skin was a new caress. I was back in Celeste's body, and a wave of forbidden pleasure ran through me. My first need was visceral to find its essence. I took his brush from the dresser, the one that keeps the secrets of his mouth, and brought it to my nose. I inhaled deeply, letting his scent invade me, define me. It wasn't enough. My tongue, now his tongue, slid over the bristles, savoring the invisible trail of his being, an act so intimate it made me moan. Then the transformation continued. I dressed in her clothes, feeling the foreign fabric adjust to my new curves. The ritual culminated with her tabi stockings, pink and impeccable. I slid my feet, her feet, into them, separating my big toe with deliberate slowness. Feeling the fabric embrace each of my fingers was the final confirmation today, I am Celeste, and this body is the temple of my perversion. Does it turn you on to ima