Time to enjoy Serena's body to the fullest.

These long minutes of squeezing Serena's naked breasts have had a soothing effect on me. Yes, I may be more aroused than ever, with my heart still thumping and the blush on my borrowed face only intensifying; but my shaky hands have become steady, my movements lighter and my smile more confident.

However, a good chunk of that new confidence disappears when it's time to pull the waistband of Serena's panties and the first thing I see are several transparent threads of sticky substance spreading between the fabric and the little bush of moist pubic hair.
It seems that judging it as just wet was a serious underestimation. I'm totally drenched down there!

I laugh in disbelief while staring at the flat and bushy summit which is the only part of Serena's pussy that I can actually see. It's such a freaky feeling to see nothing there. It makes me a little afraid of going any further, but I'm too curious, fascinated and straight up horny to stop now.

Slowly, I lower my borrowed hand, inserting it in the moist space between these panties and Serena's flesh. Then, I press on her most private place using her own fingers.

"..ffuaaahhh..." My voice comes out slow and mellow while I try to fully appreciate the complex shape that is literally unfolding under my hand.

It's a... meaty feeling. I don't know a better word to describe it. A soft mound like an elongated bun sepparated by two long protuberances parallel to each other. It's actually hard to properly feel it in such a drenched state. Everything just, slides, completely covered by layer of female's natural lube.
Serena's juices. The fluids of a sexy woman. How do they actually taste? Should I...

I don't think it twice. I immediately raise the drenched hand and give it a long enjoyable lick, from the wrist to the top of the middle finger.

"Mmmhhh...... hahah... woah."

It doesn't have too much of a flavour other than being slightly salty, with a tinge of something else I can't quite describe, as if it's more of an aroma than a flavour.

But, despite its mild taste, I can't stop licking the gooey substance. The simple knowledge that I'm using Serena's own tongue to lick her pussy juices out of her long feminine fingers is already enough to overheat my enraptured brain.
And while I keep licking my hand with the abandon of a goat licking a salt rock, I drive my other hand through the same path followed by the first. But in this occasion, when my new limb enters in contact with my female private parts, I immediately start a slow rubbing motion, allowing my fingers to drive themselves through the long cleft in the middle of Serena's pussy.

"Gggiiiiiiiiiihhhhh!!" I clench both my jaw and my free hand, surprised by the jolt that just came out from my crotch. "Haah, haahh..."

Fuck, that was intense. I need to be more careful, this place is way more sensitive than I thought.

I slowly sit on the bed and, with a little extra care, I restart the rubbing motion over my newly acquired vagina, adapting the pressure to a level I can manage without becoming crazy.
However, even that is making me writhe in ecstasy, and not long after, I'm moaning! Sweet and bright feminine moans coming from my very own mouth! They are so hard to resist, and so pleasant to let them come out! So I simply allow the sound to flow with total freedom, unrestrained by shame or fear.

"NnnngaaAAahh...! Hiiuuuuhhhh...!! Haahh! HAaahhh!! Oh gooooddd!!"

It's like both the wettest and the most feverish dream a man can have. My new body is trembling with pleasure, and as my tolerance increases, the barriers fall one after the other.
I grab my humongous breast with my free hand. And then I proceed to open these gorgeous legs an entire 180º followed up by the quick insertion of two fingers into the drenched cavity which is now opening almost by itself, as if welcoming this kind of attention is as natural to my new organ as the act of pissing.

The finger insertion comes to my ears with a deafening squish. And that is the last sound I hear before my loud moans overwhelm any other noise within this formerly quiet room.

The pleasure is making my mind go hazy, and I squirm over the bed as if I was being attacked by an army of ants. My thick mane of dark hair is sprawled over the mattress, forming the shape of a fan with my ecstatic face right at the center. My feminine lips remain fully departed from one another and there is a thin thread of drool flowing from the side of my open mouth.
As the speed of my right hand increases, the grip my left has over my bulky breast becomes tighter, and I find myself nodding forward, unconsciously following the twitch of Serena's muscles. My moans have become a joke of themselves, they sound pleading, as if I was in agony... but it's the polar opposite.

At some point, I get the distinct feeling that I'm approaching some kind of threshold. And as I get closer to it, the whole swirl of feelings possessing my borrowed body also intensify. It's as if there is something burning in my lower belly, forcibly spreading its warmth to every corner of my body, making my crotch softer and everything else stiffer.

I can't fucking believe what it's happening. I'm cumming... as a woman.

And I'm losing my mind.

"HaAH, HYAah!! Iih... AAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHH!!!"

For a long moment, I lose control of Serena's body as the orgasm overwhelms me. For a long unforgettable moment, I become an expectator within her body while I receive the full blunt of my first climax as a female. I gasp like a fish while twitching several times, and every twitch is followed by a strange sensation over the palm of my hand, as if some liquid was sprying from my gaping vagina.

As the orgasm fades away, I smile like a fool, staring at the ceiling while I slowly retrieve my main hand from under Serena's soaked panties. My hand looks as if it had been submerged it in a bucket of syrup. It's... too much to lick. And while I'm basking in the afterglow of my orgasm, I really don't feel like licking it.
So instead, I choose the second best option, which is to let it fall over my exposed right breast with a wet plop.

"..haahhh... fucking hell...haaahh...that really was... s-something else..." I say while trying to regain my breath.

I let out a deep satisfied sigh while I keep spreading Serena's vaginal juices over her plump breast, enjoying both the touch and the sense of depravity from what I'm doing to a body that doesn't belong to me.

Or does it, actually?

...ah crap, I'm falling again into that line of thought.

"I'm tired..."

I lazily extend my free hand over the mattress, until my fingers stumble upon an object that was lying next to me.

"Hmmm...?" I glance at the item from the corner of my eye. It's my mother's pendant.
I grab it without thinking too much. It feels so strange to touch this very familiar shape with my new feminine hand. It's like the pendant has become bigger and sharper.

"heh heh... but really, wish I knew what's going on."

The moment I say that, I suddenly notice a purple glow shining from my side.

"What the..." I mutter in confusion. "WHA-?!" I suddenly exclaim all of a sudden when a stream of surprisingly clear information appears into my brain.

[MY OWNER WISHED TO BE SOMEBODY ELSE. THEREFORE, AND ACCORDING TO THE CONDITIONS OF THE WISH, NOW MY OWNER HAS TAKEN CONTROL OF THE BODY AND LIFE OF THIS WOMAN]

I jolt forward, sitting on the bed while I look around like crazy.
What was that?!
Then I stop myself once my brain starts processing the information, grabbing my head with both hands as I lean forward, so much that Serena's nipples enter in contact with her knees.

"Th-That... w-wish? M-My owner?" I stutter in Serena's confused voice.
Then, I slowly turn my head to the side, where my mother's pendant is still lying, looking as dim as I remember it.

I think I'm beginning to understand.
And because of that, my heart starts thumping once again.