Always have a plan

Cynthia’s face, completely flushed, with beads of sweat falling and trying to regain her breath, it shouldn’t be as beautiful, but there was something about a woman that had just orgasmed and was satisfied that just made something inside Vanessa feel happily, and a little bit proud knowing that she was the reason why the other girl was feeling like this.

She had been with several women in the past, but she had never been able to make any of those women come like that while she was still her previous form, not for lack of trying, but it was obviously a combination of her wish, making Cynthia incredibly horny, but also because it had given her, once again, knowledge that had appeared, knowing where to touch, how fast and in what way, all possibilities with the ring were still a mystery, but this was a great start.

“Feeling better now?” It was hard not to keep the grin out of her face, but seeing Cynthia like that made her giddy in a way; for all answer Cynthia just nodded before leaning forwards and leaving a rather chaste kiss on Vanessa’s lips, surprisingly touching.

“Thank you, I hate exam week, I still don’t understand how you and the other girls in the sports teams can withstand that pressure,” trying to regain her breath, Cynthia leaned against the wall and fanned herself, trying to make the sweat dry off.

“Years of experience,” she wasn’t wrong, the new memories came little by little whenever she needed them, but she could remember how tough it was the first years once her body began to create those little hormones that started teenagehood, how basically all the girls had to deal with such things; for what she could remember it was what made her realize how attracted she was to other women, well, at least the past created by the ring, but it was good to finally have an idea of what was going on in her life now.

“Yeah, and I’m the one that enjoys the benefits,” the redhead seems to be finally recovered enough from her orgasm and is now a lot more relaxed, with a smile on her face and with her eyes almost shining, she really needed that apparently, “so, want me to return the favor?” To think that the girl was straight as an arrow but mere hours ago, with absolutely no desire to ever get close to her previous persona, but now look at her, embracing her new identity with aplomb, Vanessa would have felt proud if the question hadn’t just made her take a second to process it.

“Return? Ah…” well, she did feel aroused, hard not to, considering the spectacle, but how should she go along with this? Go ahead with it? Maybe another time?