Still unsure whether this was a fantasy, lucid dream or reality, you wanted to experiment. There was some fear that if you woke too soon, you'd never recapture this state of mind. Part of you wondered if you had the imagination for this. Closing your eyes, you tried to dismiss the sensations.
Focusing on your breathing, you try to will yourself back to your own body. It's a mixed blessing, as your other senses intensify. You can feel the lacy trim of her panties. The constriction of the bra holding 'the girls' in place.
Part of you worries about invading her privacy, part of you worries about where Aelita is just now... Is she suppressed and still with you, or have you ejected her into your former body. Your heart skips a beat, as you imagine her making these same discoveries in your body.
Eyes snapping back open, you see Aelita's wide eyes reflected back at you. This has to be real! Has to be! A dream couldn't be this detailed, all the senses are fulfilled. You can see the pores on her face, a blemish she'd obsess about is clear in the mirror. As you breath it all in, the scent of her perfume penetrates your mind.
Your gaze darting to the bottle on the table. Unsure whether it's vanity or appreciation, you take in Aelita's reflection in the glass. Turning this way and that, as you pout, preen and pose for the mirror. It's a personal selfie mirror... well, for yourself, for Aelita's-self.
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