First look

So here I am, topless in front of my mirror, smiling like an idiot to myself. I took a moment to check I wasn't actually dreaming. Without mercy my traitorous hands hooked the waistband of my briefs and short cotton pants, and slipped them off in one quick motion.

"Oh... oh my," I said giddily, stepping out of the pants.

I could have felt more embarrassed if I wasn't in total disbelief. It wasn't like there was someone here to see my nakedness... apart from this girl...

[Ch- check if my curtains are closed!] I thought.

I spun to see they were mostly closed, with one small slit in the center. A few bushes laid below the window, and beyond that was a small road and a small building associated with the engineering department. Sometimes if when the people outside were loud and rowdy I could almost hear their conversations.

[Close it!]

{Oh, it's fine!} the girl thought.

I turned to my penis. {Whoa}, the girl thought. {Why is it so small?}

On those words I felt lightning struck my chest. [Small?!]

I heard the girl laugh, and on my body my mouth smiled too, holding my limp penis on my fingers. {Not that I mind, though! I think it's cute.}

[No, it's - it's just not hard yet.]

{Oh! Oh, right, yeah.} My hand began lightly stroking it, and sure enough, it grew in my hand. {Whoa, whoa, it's growing!}

I didn't know what she felt so surprised about. [Haven't you ever, like, stroke a penis before?]

{Nope! You're my first one! I was always too weird for the boys.}

I thought back to the book I saw on her chest - was that witchcraft? It sure looked like it. That's probably how she gained control of my body in the first place. But why me? Do I know this girl?

She kept stroking, but with the tips of her fingers like how you would massage a pussy, which wasn't very effective at all. {Am I doing it right?}

[Uh - no, use your - use the whole hand, pump it up and down,] I thought, and it conveying those words I felt the strange defeat of having to teach a girl how to stroke myself.

{Well, show me then!}

Suddenly I felt myself back again. I took a glance at my arms. I was in my own body again. In an instant I tried thinking of a way to escape, but there was nothing I could think of. It wasn't like I was physically bound and had to escape from a captor - there was no way to escape from my own body. So I had ****. I sighed and sat in my chair. Was there really nothing I could do?

{Go on! Aw, don't be shy!} She must have felt the heat in my face when she said that.

Reluctantly, I began stroking. But maybe because of the sheer humiliation or suddenness of it meant it didn't go well, like trying to pee with someone closely watching. To be fair, she was literally watching me.

{Is it working?}

"Fuck's sake," I said, "give me some time!" I tried to concentrate, but the more I tried the more I couldn't. Why am I even doing this?

{Do you need to watch some porn? Do you need to see some boobs?}

With that, I brightened up. But before I could say yes, there was a knock on my door, ruining all my efforts.