Heightened Awareness.

The slightest bit of light was beginning to peek from between the curtains of Will’s bedroom, and the people inside those four walls had yet to get a wink of sleep.

Aoi lay on her back, chest heaving with each deep breath and a line of cum leaking from between her legs. Cynthia, on all fours, raised her ass with an arched back as Will thrust into her with unstoppable vigor, stretching her tight pussy each time he pulled out and hitting her cervix with every thrust. Amelia, meanwhile, fed Will her nipple while stroking his hair, her own juices making her thighs sticky.

The room was hot and stank of hours of sex.

“Fuck…! Fuck…!” Cynthia moaned with an exhausted smile on her face. Will’s hips smacking rhythmically against her made her plump ass ripple. “Oooh, again…!” She dragged her fingers along the mattress as a new orgasm hit her. She trembled from head to toes and soon her body gave out. She fell on the bed, eyes closed, squirming languidly and enjoying the aftershocks of her climax in her hips. “I… I can’t anymore…” she muttered, giggling and yawning.

Will pulled out of Cynthia and wrapped his arms around Amelia’s waist. He kissed her hard and pushed her down on her back. Amelia embraced him and raised her hips to meet his cock. She locked eyes with him as he slid inside her once more.

“Hmm, yes, Will. Give it to me one last time before I pass out.”

He went at it hard and fast, holding Amelia’s waist and keeping it in the air to meet his hips. He watched mesmerized as her tits bounced and swayed, watched her face contort in pleasure, heard her moaning and purring.

After a while, Will felt the heat rising, his balls tighten and he let himself go, coming inside Amelia and driving her to her own climax along with him.

Waves of pleasure washed over Will and he closed his eyes to take them in fully. It made him feel extremely aware of his own body. The noticed the quick beating of his heart, his tense muscles, his curled toes, the sweat on his back, the air he breathed and even the emptiness of his stomach.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Amelia had indeed passed out, much like Cynthia and Aoi. Will smiled and got to work on cleaning them up a bit, using paper towels to clean the leaking cum. He didn’t want them to wake up with that still there. He then threw the covers over them, made sure they were asleep and walked out of the room.

He wasn’t tired anymore. So much sex actually had him wide awake. Like he’d noticed before, he actually felt hungry. Like, actually hungry for food, not more sex.

“What time is it?” he muttered to himself.

5:56 AM. Not much point in going to sleep now, at least not for him. He went to the bathroom, took a quick shower and went to the kitchen still butt naked. He grabbed a whole bunch of fruit, not in the mood to cook anything at this hour. Two oranges, two bananas, three apples, one pear… He ate them all, his mind empty of thoughts beyond musing that the fruit tasted particularly sweet for some reason.

After throwing the peels and apple cores into the trash, he stayed there for a long moment, in the complete silence of his apartment.

“I’m getting restless,” he muttered with a faint chuckle. “I need to do something.”

‘Like what?’

“Anything productive. There’s so much to do that I don’t want to spend more time feeling sorry for myself. Better get stuff done. Besides, I feel… oddly good now. I’m keenly aware of my body, I think my senses are sharper, I feel… focused. Am I imagining it?”

‘No, I feel it too. It’s not exactly the surplus of sexual energy from just now. That’s not new for you. It’s more like… You’re more attuned to it. I doubt it’s permanent.’

“Yeah.” Will nodded. “Okay, let’s get back to practicing with your doll. I have a good feeling about this.”

‘Oh yeah, baby! Here we go!’

Will went to get the doll and brought it to the living room after putting on some boxers. He sat on the couch with it on his lap, arms around its waist and his forehead on its neck.

‘A person. A person. I’m a person in this do- in this body. This is my body.’

Like before, Ishtar left full control of their aether to Will while she focused entirely on the transferal of her own consciousness. This time, however, results seemed even better. Will’s control was sharper and more refined than… well, than it ever had up until that point. He could notice a strong connection forming him and the doll, like an invisible thread linking them together. It formed a stable bridge for Ishtar to work with, leading to incredible progress.

Ishtar moved her fingers. Stiffly, but they moved. She closed and opened her hands and touched all her fingertips with her thumbs. She opened and closed her mouth, opened and closed her eyes, moved her face from side to side, looking left and right. Little by little, Ishtar was gaining better control of the foreign body, to the point she even turned her head around.

Her fake eyes met Will’s. The silicone face kept a practically blank expression, but the clear signs of life in the blinking eyes and moving mouth made it extremely uncanny. But Will kept his gaze on her, unperturbed.

The doll, Ishtar closed in, pressing her forehead against his and closing her eyes. They stayed there, quiet and calm. Anywhere else, this could’ve been a scene out of a horror movie. Not here. Not to them.

Will DID jump with his heart in his throat when he heard the door suddenly opening, though. The doll on his lap went lifeless, Ishtar’s concentration broken by the same thing.

‘FUCK!’

With a hand in his chest and a deep breath, Will turned to the front door. There, wincing in shame, was Reina with her keys in hand.

“I just screwed something up, didn’t I?” she asked.

Will sighed and smiled at her. “It’s fine.”

He looked at the time. It was almost 7:00 am all of a sudden. A bit early for Reina to be here, but not strange. Anna and Nanami would be here for breakfast soon, too.

Well, time to start another day. No matter what happens, the clock keeps ticking.