The Last Horcrux/Check Body

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The strangest thing is not being in your own body. You can immediately feel the absence of pain, the vitality of youth, and the warmth of your bed. The sensation of silk against your skin, from your night dress and your sheets is delicious. You can feel your bottom and your legs naked against your sheets. You slowly let your hands wander down your new body, from your neck, down the smooth silks across your chest, feeling your small breasts and your sensitive nipples pressed against the fabric. You feel the flesh of your stomach, warm and smooth and toned. Then you reach down and feel… your vagina, a few soft hairs, and your hot fleshy lips.

Your fingers part your flesh and soon find your clitoris, the magical centre of all that is delicious and all that is forbidden. You start to pleasure yourself, sending electric sex tingles from your pussy to your nipples and the centre of your being. You can’t ever remember if feeling this good… and yet… you know you do this to yourself every night. You feel your pussy becoming wet, aroused and open, and can’t resist fingering yourself with your other hand. It feels so dammed good! Strangely, for a moment, you caress yourself clumsily, as though someone else entirely were masturbating your young vagina. You remember what feels good and touch yourself in your favourite ways. Your circle your clit, and grind your fingers against your g-spot until you can’t take it any more. Your pussy clenches with orgasm and you gasp with pleasure, your girlish voice moaning and squeaking with delight as you cum and cum…

Your young heart is hammering at your breast as your pussy throbs with the aftershocks of pleasure. This is something that you do to yourself a lot, and something you know that you have to do again. It’s simply too deliciously good. You can’t resist it.

You slowly bring your hands to your mouth, and lick your fingers, as you do every time. This time though, it is as if you are tasting yourself for the first time.

“Ooooh…” you moan, as the warmth of your pleasure seeps throughout your body like a wave.

Then you remember something else.