Grope your body

You lock the office door with a soft click, giving yourself a few minutes of privacy before your client arrives. Being inside Kira's body feels foreign but fascinating—the slight difference in height, the weight distribution, the way her glasses slightly alter your depth perception. But to fully inhabit her for the upcoming session, you need to understand how this body responds.

You unbutton the top button of her cardigan and slip a hand inside, cupping her breast through the thin material of her blouse. The sensation is immediate—Kira's body has sensitive nipples, hardening instantly at your touch. Interesting. You pinch one gently and feel a rush of pleasure cascade through her nervous system. Some bodies are more responsive than others, and this one seems particularly receptive to breast stimulation.

"Good to know," you whisper in Kira's voice, familiarizing yourself with her vocal patterns. You slide your hand lower, across the flat plane of her stomach, feeling the muscles tense beneath your touch. Slipping your hand under the waistband of her skirt, you explore further. Her underwear is practical cotton—exactly what you'd expect from a serious academic—but the body beneath responds with surprising intensity as you trace circles through the fabric.

When you slide your fingers inside her underwear, you discover she's already growing wet from the minimal stimulation. "Very responsive," you note clinically, even as Kira's body reacts with a sharp intake of breath when you find her clitoris. You experiment with different pressures and patterns, cataloging the responses, learning which touches bring the most pleasure to this particular nervous system. It's professional research in your line of work—knowing exactly how to maximize physical responses in any body you inhabit.

You slide a finger inside and feel Kira's inner walls clench around it. The sensation makes you gasp with her voice. This body is incredibly sensitive internally as well. You add a second finger, curving them upward to find the spot that—yes, there it is. Kira's hips buck involuntarily against your hand.

You're so absorbed in your exploration that you almost miss the text notification. Reluctantly withdrawing your hand, you check Kira's phone. Your client will arrive in two minutes. You quickly straighten her clothing, adjust her glasses, and smooth down any stray hairs from her bun. The pendant with its blue stone still hangs perfectly at her throat.

You settle back into Kira's chair, composing her features into the professional expression you observed earlier, but now with an undercurrent of arousal that will make the coming encounter more convincing. A quick glance in her compact mirror confirms you look exactly like the serious graduate student your client expects, though perhaps with slightly more color in her cheeks than before.

A knock sounds at the door. "Come in," you call, using Kira's precise intonation. You unlock the door and return to the desk, crossing her legs primly but with deliberate slowness.