Go Shower

You figured that since you just got home, it is the right time to take a shower. You have some trouble reaching the small zipper at the back of the dress but you manage to get it off; met once again with an unfamiliar, but unquestionably pleasing figure.

Walking over to the bathroom and open the door.

The room is akin to a master bedroom's washroom. To your left there is a standing shower and further down, a fairly large bath-tub. To your right there is a long counter with a sink, covered with various skin-care products, neatly organized.

It takes you a moment to decide on what to use, but you settle with the bath-tub; turning on the faucet and dropping one of those bath bombs into it.

As the tub is filling, you take a moment to enjoy your new self in the mirror, bare tits and all. Moving closer and resting your delicate hands on the counter, you whisper in a sultry tone, "Hey John, I know we just met...but I would loove to suck your cock....you could play with my tits too, I know how much you'd like that" licking your full lips enticingly, as you break character and giggle.

"This is great! men would give anything to see the latina hottie Charity in such a way.

As you notice the tub is getting full you turn off the water and tie your hair into a bun to avoid it from getting wet. As you dip your foot into the water, it feels perfect and hop right in. That bath ball smells of lavender with a hint of lemon, definitely pleasing.

You lay in the bath, your entire body submerged except your head and a pair of tan breasts just barely peaking out of the soap bubbles. You stare at the ceiling, simply taking in the moment of comfort.

As you relax you start to notice something, you are gaining a vague semblance of Charity's memories, "this must be what the app meant when it said I can access a person's memories" you concentrate for a moment and the images become clearer.

Charity's father is hardly ever around as he is building his political campaign, his name is Carlos, he travels from state to state to bring word of his platform, in essence building some hype before it becomes official. However, from what he remembers he is a kind man, somewhat strict though, he would have never approved of the dress you bought earlier.

Charity's mother's name is Gabriela, similar to her husband she is very busy most days as she travels with him for most trips but she tries to be home as much as possible. You, or rather Charity is her single child and she enjoys spending time with you when she can. You can't help but notice her figure, she is built similar to Charity, with a bigger chest, rivaling that of Ms. Crawford, your school principal.

Opening your eyes you come to a realization that the water is starting to get cold, your fingers are starting to prune a bit as well; with that, you pull the plug on the tub, standing up and out.

You grab a towel that was resting nearby and start drying off, not even noticing the slightest blemish on her skin. "Women wrap their towels around their chest right?" you say to yourself, wrapping it around you back and tucking it in the front. You stare at your work, somewhat proud that you did it easily the first time, and how well it props up your tits, but the towel almost instantly falls away.

"Fuck it! no one is around watching" you say , as you begin drying yourself as you normally would.

There is a third door in "your" room, what you can only think is the closet, which you open up. It is a wide walk-in closet with multiple drawers. Opening one you pull out of pair of beige panties as well as a bra of the same color.

Your mind wanders to find anything revealing you might be able to try but you figure since family might be home soon you would go conservative, grabbing a dark green camisole dress, putting it over your head, as it drops down to your shoulders.

You take a quick look in the mirror, pulling the dress up from the front, revealing your panties and bare stomach, as a hand wanders down to your pussy, teasing it through your panties, "easy access huh?" you purr temptingly.

As you indulge yourself, there is a sudden knock on the door.