Back home

You got back home. It was rather quite like the usual. None of your family members noticed the fact that you just died.

You flew around the house and saw your mother preparing to take a bath. Your mother, named Amanda, despite being in her 40s, still look rather beautiful and she still has a pretty nice body to boot.

She removed her bra and let her breasts free, exposing those huge knockers she has.

It's strange. Back when you're alive, you feel nothing despite her nude body. But now that you're dead, you feel some sort of attraction. You're viewing your mother as a woman.

Perhaps it's because you're not bound by your physical body anymore.

But either way, you started to wonder whether this affects your other families as well. Not long after, your little sister, Rose, walked into the bathroom.

"Mom, can I wash my hands for a second?"

"Sure thing, honey."

Rose started washing her hands and unlike your mother who has a pretty buxom body, Rose, despite being an 18-year old, still has a rather small and petite body compared to other 18-year olds, a fact that she loathes about.

Despite that, she still looks cute enough, especially when she's wearing a tanktop with a pair of shortpants like those. You also felt a similar feeling like you had towards Amanda.

You prepared yourself.