The night crawled on, but Camron couldn't sleep.
The sound of Nicole's snoring grated on his nerves, a constant reminder of their swapped bodies. Camron's mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, making sleep seem impossible.
He knew Nicole didn't want him looking at her body. But the curiosity gnawed at him. Slowly, he pulled back the covers, revealing the pink pajamas she had made him wear.
He began to slowly reach for the buttons. Camron hesitated for a moment, his hand hovering over the first button of Nicole's pajamas. He knew it was wrong, invading her privacy like this. But the curiosity and the need to understand his new body overwhelmed him.
With a deep breath, he summoned the courage to unbutton the top of the pink pajamas, revealing a glimpse of his sister's skin. His heart pounded in his chest as he caught sight of the delicate collarbone and the hint of her pale, smooth shoulder.
Guilt washed over him, but he couldn't bring himself to stop. He continued unbuttoning, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety flood his senses. The fabric parted, exposing more of Nicole's body to his curious gaze.
Camron's eyes traced her curves, observing every inch with both familiarity and unfamiliarity. He saw the gentle slope of her breasts, the slight rise and fall with each breath he took.
He carefully slid his fingers along the curve of her breast until they wrapped around its full shape. Camron froze, his hand still cupping Nicole's breast, his fingers grazing the hardness of her nipple. He bit his lip, as his hand contracted around the plumpness of his sister's breast. It was an intimate touch, one that sent a surge of electricity through his body. He couldn't deny the blossoming desire that stirred within him, despite the wrongness of the situation.
Suddenly, a creaking sound startled Camron, snapping him out of his reverie. He quickly pulled the covers back up, hoping that Nicole hadn't woken up to catch him in this compromising position. The last thing he wanted was to further complicate their already complicated predicament.
A faint rustling came from the top bunk, followed by Nicole's sleepy voice. "Cam? Are you awake?"
Camron's heart raced as he tried to compose himself. "Uh, yeah," he stammered, his voice betraying his nervousness. "I couldn't sleep."
Nicole shifted in the top bunk, her silhouette visible in the dim moonlight filtering through the window. "Me neither," she admitted, her voice laden with exhaustion and uncertainty. "This whole body swap thing... it's really messing with my head."
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