Interlude Hikaru’s Exploration

Hikari stepped through the door and engaged the lock in a single smooth motion. For the very first time since becoming a girl, she was alone. A smile graced her lips, she was stuck as a girl for the night, so she might as well enjoy it and it was practically criminal that she’d not explored this new body. It was hers, so she might as well know it. The last two days however had been so hectic that she hadn’t had a moment to think. Her mind flashed to using the latrine with Polca nearby. It had felt almost normal at the time, and she’d been so preoccupied with the threat of being ambushed she’d not had time to think about the fact that she’d been doing it as a girl.

Of course she knew she’d likely do it again, especially given how her staff; Duality of the Cycle worked. It gave her three spells or transformations, each one a prayer to the Goddess. Saving those souls had cost her a use, healing people twice had cost her two more. Now she’d get no more until the morning. Hikari could live with that.

Glancing around the room she took it in, it was a modest space with a large wardrobe on the left, a nightstand sat next to a decently sized bed. The bed drew her eye, like many of the beds she’d seen in this world it was not like a modern bed. No white mattress or fitted sheets, rather instead they used a stuffed mattress. Honestly she’d expected them to be straw but they didn’t use straw that way in this world, but some other plant. It wasn’t cotton, it wasn’t straw, it wasn’t anything she knew, but it was surprisingly soft and fluffy. Whatever it was, they wrapped it in treated leather, topped it with furs secured with ties under the bed, and then applied a quilt and pillows.

On the floor was a nice fur rug, and in the corner to complete the room was a large mirror. It was a full mirror with nice silver trim, and at the moment it reflected a lovely girl dressed in mage armor with sturdy leather boots. Hikari grinned a little wider and started working at the clasps of her armor, letting it fall away to reveal her bare breasts, and the panties she was wearing. Not something she’d chosen to wear, but her former underwear had been transformed into a female equivalent. Polca had washed them for her, but it was still the same pair she’d ended up with post-change.

“I’m going to need a girl’s wardrobe, aren’t I?” she said to herself while admiring her mostly naked body in the mirror. The only thing still on her petite frame was a pair of cute white panties, secured by light blue ribbons. Idly she pulled the ties and the panties fell away, giving Hikari her first real look at her naked form. She was lovely, utterly adorable with those violet eyes, silky black hair cascading down her back, a delightful pair of modest boobs capped with thin nipples and large puffy pink areolas. They were pretty perky with a nice teardrop shape that sat proudly on her chest. Her belly was flat and tight but not without marks. She had no pubic hair, instead right above her pussy she had an interesting mark, a familiar mark she’d seen on Polca, but hers was not glowing blue, but pink instead. Her pussy was the most delightful inviting shade of pink, slim and unspoiled. Spreading it she could see how it glistened with moisture, down lower was her untouched hymen, the mark of a virgin.

A wry smile touched her lips, she’d had sex before but her body was that of a virgin. How strange reality could be, but then again she’d never been penetrated. The idea made her pause, then a shudder went down her spine. The thought of a dick in her pussy didn’t sound appealing. Her mind might have worked out its pronouns but it seemed she was still herself.

She giggled, turned out the light on the nightstand and buried herself under the covers feeling their warmth on her bare skin. It was electric in the best way possible, she reveled in the sensations for a solid minute or two, perhaps longer. The room was lit only by the moonlight streaming into the window and for now that was enough for her.

Slowly her fingers drifted down, feeling her smooth skin she ran her hands along her body. Delighting in the little sensations that went up her spine, there was something special about this. If a female body felt like this, what would it feel like if she touched her little pussy?

Driven to find out, she reached further down, her fingers sliding between her legs. She brushed the outer lips and gasped as it sent the most delightful shiver up her spine. Hikari rubbed her labia some more, her fingers soon coated with her juices. Each little touch was a spark of delight, but a thought occurred to her. Boobs were female erogenous zones, she should play with them, and see what that feels like.

Reaching up with her one hand, while continuing to play with her pussy. She grasped her left breast, kneading it in her fingers. Exploring her soft flesh, gasping and moaning at every little touch. She could feel her fingers running against her boobs, the very touch was electric, sending tingles up her spine as her belly grew hot. The heat in her core was delightful in a way she had no words for, was this how girls felt during sex?

With her right hand, she reached deeper, finally pushing into her folds. Gasping as first one finger then a second entered her. She enjoyed every little tingle, teasing her folds slowly at first, while with her other hand she finally found a nipple. It was like a lightning bolt went through her, the slightest touch surged through her and she cried out, a loud moan. It filled the room, yet she paid no attention to the noise as she lost herself in the pleasure.

Her fingers picked up speed as she lost track of the movements. Lightning rippled through her, her juices ran free and the heat in her core just built and built. Soon it was like lava was coursing through her veins, her belly felt like a volcano ready to erupt, something was coming.

She knew it, but she kept going, tugging on her nipple just a little too hard, but she was far enough over the edge that the pain didn’t matter. Some part of her noted that she needed to be gentler with her boobs. Then a finger brushed her clit and she exploded. Her senses expanded, her vision turned white, her back arched and she cried out. It wasn’t until later that she knew what she had experienced, and completely unnoticed she didn’t see the vine with a flower like an eye seeming to peer into the room. It would be gone come morning, no sign of a vine ever being there.