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My reflection took my breath away. I kept on thinking that I was looking at Jess through a window. I lifted my dainty hand up to meet my reflection, only to touch the smooth glass. After a quick instinctive look over my shoulder, I leaned forward and kissed my reflection. That was weird. I just kissed my sister's best friend -well kind of. Normally I would contain my attraction for people Jess' age, but I guess I was now in the world of 13-year-olds once again.
"It's just me.", I whispered to the face in the mirror.
I moved my wavy hair out of my face and inspected my torso. I couldn't relate to anything in that area. I nervously removed the yellow-striped top. Jess' breasts were still hidden underneath a tight grey tanktop and purple bombshell bra. Jess was very mature for her age.
Then I began to panic.
The plump, heaving breasts! The curvy thin body and the empty crotch! The long girly hair!
Wait. This was my body. That meant I had total control. That meant that this was my life, my room, and my clothes.
With a smile, I tore off the grey tanktop and stared at my boobs, eating them with my eyes. I could feel my crotch becoming damper, but I would save that for later. Those boobs were all mine. http://babescene.com/babe/image/large/ba...
I struggled a bit, trying to remove Jess' purple bra. Finally they were exposed, and I was awestruck. I squeezed one carefully with my hand and felt a wave of pleasure spreading throughout Jess' body. Thank you Jess!
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