As Shadow examined the body she now occupied in the mirror, the more her eyes drifted up and down Amy's breasts and nice figure. Her mouth began to salivate and an odd sensation trickled through her being as she could feel that flat space down there getting moist and her body begging to be relieved of these urges.
"Mmmm... Shadow... Touch me."
Amy's mind told her in the back of Shadow's shared subconscious.
"Amy... I..."
Shadow bit her lip as she blushed, the sensations much stronger now.
"...Please... we need it."
Amy pleaded, begging to be relived of her female urges.
Shadow sighed, unable to resist and slowly reached in the back of her dress and unzipped it, casting off the article of clothing and stepping out of her boots, taking off her white gloves, and tossing her hairband aside. It was just her underwear now. There sat Amy's breasts underneath the white cotton bra and the matching pair of panties held her nether regions. Carefully, Shadow unfastened the clips on the bra, and cast it aside into the pile where she tossed the dress, hairband, boots, and gloves. Shadow didn't know much about the female anatomy, but thanks to Amy's nudges in the right direction, she slowly started to caress her breasts and found the spot in the fur in which her nipples were buried. Amy's hands seemed to work on their own, groping and massaging her breasts as she began to let out small moans of pleasure, which only egged Shadow on, letting her know that she was doing it correctly. A firm red blush sat atop Amy's face as Shadow then used her right hand to dig into Amy's panties, finding the exact spot in between her lips where the clit was, sticking two fingers in and pressing in on it, making Shadow gasp and have her breathing turn into heavy pants as one hand fingered herself and the other kept massaging a breast.
"Keep going!"
Amy told Shadow inside her head as she felt every sensation as well. They did share the body after all, Shadow was just making the decisions.
"AH! Ahhhh....ahh....oh..."
Shadow finished, feeling a female orgasm that sent her body falling back onto Amy's bed, uncontrollably thrusting her hips as she leaned back and panted to catch her breath.
Just then, Shadow heard a knock at Amy's front door.
"Shit..."
She cursed in a very unladylike fashion, getting up and clipping her bra on with knowledge she only could've plucked from Amy's head, dressing herself in the dress, boots, gloves, and hairband and rushing to the door.
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