This feeling was new to you. Standing before you in the mirror was no longer your sister, Allison. It was you and you were her. You brush your hair behind your ear and flash her cute smile she always gave to your parents to get her way.
You look yourself up and down, noting your petite new figure. You grab at the waist of the sweater you were wearing now and begin to pull it over your head. Your hair again flops down onto your shoulders. You look at your form again. You were wearing a tight gray tank top and black leggings. You see the pink straps, which you can only assume was former Allison’s Bra. You pull your tank top down and see two bumps through the pink fabric. In anticipation, you quickly pull the tank top over your head. You struggle to get your arms back behind and onto the clasps. Finally, after a few minutes of failed attempts you slide the shoulder straps off your arms and due to the bra being a simple training bra, you slide it off over your head.
Immediately you notice how cold your lab truly was. The frigid nature of Your lab brought your perky nipples to a point. You had nothing more than mosquito bites. You bring your arms up to rub some warm into your torso and you felt a shock of pleasure resonating from your buds. The pleasure brought a load of new senses to you. You felt your legs tremble and a new warmth between your legs. That gains your attention and you shimmy out of your leggings.
You’re left in nothing but your pink and white polka-dot panties. You threw your leggings into the pile of discarded clothes. You run your hands down your chest and to your hips. Your body has the build of a door, but you hope to fill out through your new puberty. You trace your pantie line in anticipation. Between your legs are your tight panties and you trace the lowercase w. You slide your dainty hands under the seam and just like the rest of your body. You were smooth and void of any hair. Your finger Met the slit and you slide your finger between your new sex. The entire process was foreign to you. Every inch and feeling you analyzed under your microscope.
You slowly rub a small circle around what you assume is your clitoris and a new pleasure fills your mind and body as you dampen your panties.
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