I step out of the room and make my way over to...my room I guess? I slowly turn the doorknob and open the door. What I see before me shakes me to my core. I saw my body still with penis in hand, passed out with cum all over my right hand and some of it got all over bed as I see ropes of cum to even the floor. Is that...is that me? Did I actually die like this? What kind of pathetic loser am I?
But just as soon as I have that thought, it’s tossed out the window after hearing myself lightly snoring. Well, that can’t be right. I’m still alive? And I’m in Courtney’s body. Perfect. Still gotta deal with the stress of wondering what the hell I got on finals. Joking with myself.
Then it hits me. That smell. It’s so pungent. I swear I know it. I survey the room for the source, tracking it near my unconscious body. As I inch closer to myself, I finally remember. It’s...my cum. Oh, God, it’s everywhere. Ever on the celling! Guess that’s the consequence of depriving myself for so long and choosing to do it in bed with no type of protective measures whatsoever.
Something’s a bit different about it, though. The smell...It smells so...good. I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed the smell of my own essence before. Now with all this shock you would think I would worry about what happened or how this happened, but suddenly, as if by instinct I felt a bit well, horny. My sisters tits harden and I felt wetness near my new pussy. Well, on second thought, I am a girl. So by default, everything about"me" is amazing. Even my cum. I must also be affected by my sister's body, and since I'm a straight male inside a straight female body. Damn is this what girls think about when they smell cum? I am suddenly attracted to my own body as well as Courtney's.
So by that logic...What if I just so happened to...taste it? I mean, what kind of little sister would I be if I just left my big brother with all this mess to clean all by himself?
So, in the spirit of being a good little sister, I climb onto the bed, crawling up to my seemingly lifeless body, taking in more of the smell of my fluids. With each moment that passes, my want for it grows that much more. This body wants it so fucking bad.
And I go for it. I lean in closer to my exposed, divine, cum coated lower half, sticking out my tongue as I prepare for the taste of a lifetime. Soon enough, I make direct contact with my own shaft, immediately sending the interesting flavors to my brain. Holy hell, that is the greatest thing I’ve ever tasted.
I drag my new tongue along my dick, cleaning my sperm from it. It’s so tasty. No wonder girls are so obsessed with it. And I swear that with every lick, it feels like I’m actually having her lick me. And I want more of it. This is fucked but I want more....
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