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( bodyswap hell )
[ Waking up seeing an unfamiliar roof wasn't anything new -- at least, not for Inaba Himeko. But what was strange wasn't the sheer fact that the idea wasn't anything new, but rather, that the last second she recalled that she was making out with Natsuru. But in the next flicker of a second, their roles swapped.
Ah, so this is happening again...
But regardless of what Natsuru's intial surprise might be, Inaba decides to press forward, parting her (?) lips to deepen the kiss. She won't let anything like this stop her from getting what she wants. Especially not now. ]
Ah, so this is happening again...
But regardless of what Natsuru's intial surprise might be, Inaba decides to press forward, parting her (?) lips to deepen the kiss. She won't let anything like this stop her from getting what she wants. Especially not now. ]

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Y-... Yeah...
[She admits, a little breathlessly. There's a slightly higher pitch to Inaba's voice with an aroused Natsuru doing the speaking. A thought slips in at the back of her mind, that she could probably make Inaba feel good too. The flush of her cheeks grows deeper at the thought, but she doesn't dismiss it entirely.]