Using the toilet first, Jane then stripped off her tight black sports bra that was sticky with sweat, followed by her shorts and her similarly sweat drenched underwear. She threw her clothes to the corner of the bathroom, leaving herself standing there buck naked and ready to shower.

Due to the slight change in temperature going from clothed to nude, chills crawled along her skin going all the way from her feet to her neck. She stretched her arms above her head— the room just able to fit her outstretched form— before shaking the chills off causing her perky pale white breasts to jiggle slightly.

Speaking of her breasts, they were round— like all breasts— but had no form of sag and instead protruded straight out like perfectly round fruits. She cupped them while looking at them with a mixed expression.

They weren't exactly large but they weren't small either, her larger muscular frame made them look a little smaller than they were as well. According to Mira though, they were a perfect size for everything; running, working out, daily activities— and sex. Jane wished they were a little larger like Mira’s, but she couldn't complain since they were indeed useful during exercises, especially running.

She remembered how many times Mira would complain about her shoulders being sore from having to carry her own two breasts around after a long day. She couldn't imagine herself having huge breasts weighing her shoulders down or shaking intensity if she was sprinting— matter of fact thinking about it now, she was happy that she didn't have larger breasts.

Suddenly with the thought of breasts, Mira, and a hint of sex flowing through her head, Jane couldn't help but get slightly aroused. As a young woman, and a classholder at that, she was full of pent up energy she couldn't hold in for a month until Mira got here. It had been over a week since they had seen each other and she was dearly looking forward to when she arrived in Redwood.

There was also the added stress of the upcoming celebration which she knew only one way to appease both feelings of arousal and stress at once. She pinched her smaller shaped nipples that were hardened from both the temperature and her arousal, and then reached down towards her privates but a sudden knocking at the door made her pause.

“Jane, is there still soap left? I think I might have used it all!” Rosalie's voice came from behind the bathroom door.

Flinging open the curtains to the shower, she saw an almost used up bar of soap still laying on a small protruding holder, and yelled back at her mother. “Ya! There's still plenty left.”

“Okay!” Her mothers footsteps disappeared heading away from the bathroom door. Jane had a rush of adrenaline when her mother's voice first sounded, it was like she was getting caught mid act, but of course she was beyond close doors so no one would see anything.

Still, she waited for the kick of adrenaline to wear off before she reached into the shower and activated the water rune. Once the rune was activated, its paired rune on the ceiling began to shoot streams of hot water out. Stepping over the lip that blocked water from rushing out onto the wooden bathroom floor, she stood on the tiled shower floor and let the hot water cover her body.

The water first touched her head before it cascaded down her body, she closed her eyes letting the hot water relax her mind. The chills disappeared and only warmth remained. She stayed like that for a while, just letting the water drip along her nude body, down her boobs, across her stomach, and off her toned butt.

Only a singular light rune next to the shower rune illuminated her wet body which began to have a resurge of hormones. The feeling wouldn’t suddenly disappear just like that, so as the warmth relaxed her more, the feeling of arousal came back stronger than before.

No longer able to hold it in, she slid a finger down her glistening abs and down towards her lightly trimmed crotch. Once her hand was down there, there was no going back. She slid a finger inside her vagina and immediately felt pleasure rock her mind. To acquire maximum pleasure with the limited resources here, she began to use the fingers still outside to rub her clit back and forth methodically.

Biting her lip as the pleasure built up, she moaned softly trying not to let those outside the bathroom hear her cries of joy. “Mmm. MMm.” She closed her eyes and let the euphoric pleasure take over her mind, faint moans echoed forth every so often.

Oh how she wished Mira could be here with her, showering together and doing indecent deeds with one another. Her mind began to use her memories to create a picture in her head of Mira’s naked body and in reaction, she inserted a few more fingers inside and increased the tempo in which she fingered herself.

Beside the sound of water droplets splashing on the tile or the faint hum of the light rune above, there was the ever so quiet sound of Jane’s vagina being stirred up by her own fingers. Liquid began to seep out of her as she was getting more and more turned on, it was oddly simulating to masturbate in one's childhood bathroom.

Before she left to the academy, any form of romance or sexual actions weren’t a concern of hers, she just wanted to have fun running around all day. It was only when she arrived at the academy that she matured and began to discover herself more, and masturbation was one thing she loved discovering.

It was a great way to destress, self pleasure and spend some quality time with herself. It also helped when she was horny thinking about Mira, but as her girlfriend wasn't here, there wasn't anything she could do but masturbate to relieve herself.

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Now that she was back in her childhood shower, she didn't know but it felt oddly satisfying, maybe it was the fact it felt wrong to do. It was like doing it in public since you knew you probably shouldn't do it there, or maybe having sex in her childhood classroom as it held memories of a different time. It was the duality of nostalgia and indecency she presumed.

Her mind wandered and she pictured Mira’s large naked bosoms that outclassed her own— they looked even more scandalous for a woman with such a short frame. Her pale and lean body that Jane could only describe as picturesque, paired with her cherry nipples made for a delicious treat in bed.

Then came the lower half which was Jane’s personal favorite half— only in bed of course. She could swear her hands remembered the feel of Mira’s cute and perky ass which she habitually liked to grip and massage even when they weren’t having sex.

Around the corner from her ass was what Jane swore was the opposite of Mira’s cold and dangerous face she usually wore— cute and dainty were the words she used when she first saw Mira’s pussy. It was bare without a fleck of hair and had a beautiful petite shape like her body.

She had found out her love of… vagina’s during the first day of school, during a communal shower after their training class. There were so many types that it was incredible; some were small and compact like Mira’s, while others were larger and fleshier.

She wasn't intending to be creepy by staring back then, she just didn't even know she was lesbian during that time. Over time she realized her fascination with female genitals was an attraction towards females, not some weird hobby of hers— she hoped.

Going back to the task at hand, Jane had one hand fingering herself while using her thumb to rub her clit, while she placed the other hand onto her boob and began to massage herself.

She was almost there, she just needed a little more stimulation.

Knowing she shouldn’t take too much time in the shower since she had things to do today, she upped the amount of tools available to herself by summoning her phantom hands to help her out. One began to massage her other breast whilst pinching her nipple, and the other made its way down towards her ass and began to knead it roughly.

She made all her hands use her enigma power to send pulses of soothing warmth aura into her which only increased the feeling of pleasurability— another small but useful thing her powers were able to do. She had discovered that it could be used this way when she used it on Mira, and now she made sure to use it on herself since it was truly amazing.

Before she knew it, she bit her lip and orgasmed, causing her legs to wobble before she squatted down due to the pleasure overload coursing through her. With her legs spread open, a liquid beside water leaked out of her and splashed onto the tiled floor below.

She wasn’t done yet, she wanted just a little more. Taking her fingers out of herself, she began to rub her clit quickly trying to snowball her own pleasure. Liquid squirted out of her like a mini waterfall as she continually rubbed it back and forth.

Eventually she stopped squirting as her hand slowed down, her mind was overwhelmed with pleasure and her legs were shaky after having achieved a state of bliss. With her face flushed red, she stayed squatting and unsummoned her hands, finished with her self pleasure.

While she would love to keep going— her excess energy as a classholder would allow her to go for much, much longer— she couldn’t afford to take forever in the shower since she wanted to put more time into rehearsing her act for the celebration. After ten minutes of washing her body and hair, she turned off the rune that controls the shower's water and dried off quickly.

She wrapped a towel around herself and stepped out of the bathroom and went into her own room to grab some clean clothes. Seeing she didn't have much clean clothes left as most still hadn't been washed yet, she shrugged and put on the only clothes she could find; Black booty shorts she normally wore as pajamas and a maroon sports bra. It was a little exposing and casual, but she didn't mind even if she had to go out like this.

Not wanting to really deal with her wet hair, she just let it freely hang while it was still damp and would let it dry over time.

Her next step for the day was to get in some practice for her performance so she headed downstairs with the goal of heading to an empty field nearby. Skipping down the wooden stairs she heard multiple voices talking in the living room, more than just her two parents.

Curious and already heading in that direction, she swung around the stair post and strolled into the living room to find her parents, the mayor Peter Petal, and also his daughter and her friend, Danielle Petal.

“Jane!” Danielle happily shouted her name while bolting off the couch and giving Jane a welcoming hug. “I heard about yesterday, are you okay!?”

“I'm perfectly fine, thanks for worrying.” Jane hugged her small frame back while patting her back.

Danielle stepped back and let out a relieved smile. “Thank god you're fine— oh also It's been so long since we've hung out, sorry I haven't reached out yet. It's been a busy last five days.”

“Don't apologize, we can hang out whenever we want so don’t worry.” Jane told her. “Have you talked to anyone recently, do you know what they're doing for tomorrow?”

Danielle shook her head. ”I've been running around all week without a chance to talk to anyone, not even my boyfriend!” She looked back with pout at her father.

“This is what being mayor entails sometimes.” Peter shrugged. “You might have long breaks of being free, but you will also have lots of busy weeks.”

Danielle sighed. “I know… I just wanna see my friends.”

“After the celebration you'll be free for a while so take advantage of that.” Peter said.

“Well you heard him, I'm at least busy tomorrow. Danielle said with a forlorn expression. “No clue what anyone else is doing though.”

Peter cleared his throat getting their attention. “I know you two would love to keep talking, but we're here to talk about what's happening tomorrow. It's a bit last minute, I do apologize for that, but like Danielle has said, we've been quite busy this week.”

He took a sip of tea and waited until Jane and Danielle joined the rest by sitting down around the living room.