Hey, look me over!

Nodoka strolled to her dorm, though once she arrived, she couldn't remember the trip. She had been lost in a haze of love and hope for this to be the night that Negi finally revealed feeling the same way about her that she did about him. When she realized she was home, she checked the clock. 4:45. Two and a half hours to make herself as beautiful and desirable as possible. She hoped it would be enough time. She immediately went to the bath building to clean herself off. Not that she was dirty, but it never hurts to be sure you don't smell. As she slipped her blouse and skirt off, she gasped as she heard a sound behind her. But, after checking it out, she determined it must have been her nerves playing tricks on her. She hoped it would stop by seven and resumed undressing. As she slipped her bra off, revealing her beautiful C-cup breasts, she heard the sound again. She took a deep breath and decided not to check it. In all probability, it could only be either another girl or Negi, after all, and she didn't mind either of them seeing her this way. In fact, the possibility of Negi watching her made her blush, but also smile. And even if it was some pervert who had sneaked onto the campus, Negi would save her if he tried anything. She had total faith in that.

Nodoka, thinking: If Negi is watching me, he must think i'm attractive.

With that pleasant thought she pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. She caught a glimpse of herself in a mirror nearby, and instinctively covered herself. On further inspection, though, she realized that her body was not so different from a lot of the other girl's. She slowly lowered her arms and took herself in. Large-for-a-Japanese-teenager breasts tipped with pink nipples that became stiffer as she examined herself, slim stomach, curvy hips and smooth shapely legs. When her hands were at her side, she noticed her thin purple landing strip of a bush. She'd never really given it much thought, but now she stared at it. Slowly she walked to the mirror for a closer look. The hair looked a bit coarser than the hair on her head, but still soft. She rubbed a finger through it, shivering at the touch. And for the first time, she saw her own pussy. A pink slit that looked like it had been vacuum sealed. She ran a finger over it too, and shivered even more. She couldn't deny that it felt good. She touched it again, just to see if it was a fluke. It wasn't and again she shuddered with pleasure. A pleasure she had never felt, but which she wanted more and more as she touched herself. Soon she found herself wondering what it would feel like if she dipped her finger in, just a little. When she found out, she moaned and went in deeper and deeper, taking longer stokes each time. Her soft quiet moans were audible only to her.

Or so she thought...