Use brown pen

While you were lying, bathing in the afterglow of orgasm. Writhing sensually on the bed, you remembered that there is a pen that gives memories. You immediately remembered how the lady's memories absorbed your sister and after which you became her ****. You are winced by this thoughts.

But once again looking at your young body, you are thinking. It was your sister. She couldn't have done anything wrong to you. And the thought that you could become one made the fire in your loins flare up. Having started stroking your crotch again, you crawled to the case with a brown pen.

"I want to know what my sister thinks of me" - you said, as if trying to justify yourself.

You took the pen and climbed back on the bed. For some reason, you were very excited and started massaging your small breasts again. The sensations were not as sharp as those of your old body, but the fact that this body had never experienced sexual stimulation before directly multiplied the pleasure you received.

You started masturbating by pointing the pen at yourself. Without further ado, it turned you on, as if you were lying at gunpoint and about to disappear... forever.

/*Author's note. But she didn't know that the more excited she was, the more likely it was that the memories she received would occupy the entire void in her head, and she might forget herself and never remember.

"But be careful, there may be a loss of identity. It is highly not recommended to use a pen during orgasm" - what was erased in the instructions for these pens.*/

You haven't even noticed how perverted you've become in such a short period of time. You used to like to touch yourself, but this is the first time you have such dark thoughts in your head. The training (****) that you endured was not in vain. Either you just hitted your head hard recently, or all at once.

You were almost on the verge. You got someone's hand under your arm, and you took it and started masturbating with it.

"No… I am now… I'll cum..." - you said in your thin voice.

You were already unsure if you wanted to use a pen. You just wanted to have fun. But when you started spraying your fluids like a fountain, having experienced an orgasm, your hand trembled and you pressed the button.

You could think clearly. All you could do was make incoherent sounds clutching your head. From the outside it may seem that you are experiencing hellish pain, but it was the opposite.

"Cumming! I'm cumming!" you shouted to yourself.

For some reason, after hitting the pen, your orgasm only intensified, and it seemed to be stuck. Something similar to multiple orgasms, only the interval was only 1 second.

You didn't want it to end. Along the way, someone's life seemed to fly by in front of your eyes. Infancy, then you see a beautiful girl who played with you. She was so kind to you. Then you found out that it was your older sister. You grew up and your love grew for her. Adolescence, youth, she was always with you, and after mother left, she replaced your mother.

And you saw all this against the background of a never-ending orgasm, your head was splitting from the information you received. Until your brain couldn't stand it and shut down. Your body went soft on the bed and kept twitching…