A Glass of Water

 

 

Second pic is the old version of this cap.

Um, try to imagine the canned Japanese stuff when I say coffee.

Sauce: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/718699

Every summer, ever since we were kids, my family from up north comes and stays with us. I spend a lot of that time hanging out with my distant cousin, and I always make fun of her for the way she is constantly drinking stuff. Our villa gets quite hot, so she drinks nonstop, from juice to coffee to soda, and she always leaves the cans and bottles sitting on the tables for us to put away. I also teased her for using the bathroom too much, and for getting tired easily, and for sweating a lot, since she is kind of big, in more ways than one. She would always laugh it off and we would go back to having fun together. I feel bad now for saying all those things without thinking about how she might feel.

Recently she revealed to me that she was a witch, so maybe that explains why she’s always been slightly... unhinged. I thought that we knew each other, that she wasn't gonna be putting weird spells on me, but I guess I deserved this one. She swapped our bodies, leaving me like this. She said that if I drink anything, I will become stuck as her permanently. Then she left for… who knows where. I tried to run after her, but I quickly got tired in this body. I'd never felt so weak before in my life... Now all I can do is wait here and hope she comes back. I hope that it’s just a taunt, that she’s not crazy enough to do this for real.

She left a special treat for me. A glass of water that’s supposedly the greatest drink that I will ever taste. I can’t tell if she’s bullshitting me, but as the minutes pass, it’s starting to look more and more tempting. Can magic really make something taste better? I won’t allow myself to give in, even if this whole thing is fake. I can deal with a little heat.

I have to be stronger than her, it’s all in my head, it’s just like hunger, I can ignore it… It's not even my body, it will all go away eventually... I’m going crazy, her tits are super sweaty and sticky, her hair is matted and itching on my back, and there aren’t any more clothes left that I can take off. Maybe if I pour the cool liquid on myself… no, I can quickly put it in my mouth, swish it around, and spit it out...