Different Perspective

MONDAY

MONDAY

"Come on, Pan, you can do it," she told herself. "All you have to do is not look down."

The bathroom was already steamed over from the hot water spraying from the showerhead. She had stripped Trunks' body of everything but his boxers, and now she stood in front of the shower.

It was bad enough when she went to the bathroom. She never looked, and she didn't touch anything anymore than she had to. She didn't even think about it because then it felt like fire erupted inside of her. But taking a shower would be completely different. Trunks' body would be naked. She shuddered at the thought.

Pan had to admit that Trunks had a nice body. He had a firm chest and ab muscles that looked like they were sculpted from marble. Pan caught herself touching them and slapped herself.

"I've gone crazy!" She muttered, and she clutched 'her' head.

She knew she had to shower. Being hygienic was necessary, and Trunks would kill her if she let his body start to stink. Still, she had never seen a man completely naked before, and she would never have thought that Trunks would be the first.

"No," she told herself sternly. "You're not looking!"

Pan closed her eyes and let out a few deep breaths to calm her restless heart. She kept her eyes closed as she grabbed the waistband of the boxers and yanked them down. She quickly got out of them and slipped into the shower. The water was hot, but Pan stood under it for several minutes as her eyes remained tightly shut. She knew she would have to open them soon to wash.

Pan let out a long sigh. She could do this. All she had to do was not like down. Slowly, Pan opened her eyes. The room was steamy from the heat. She glanced around to find the shampoo.

It happened quickly. Her curious eyes betrayed her, and she glanced down.

Pan choked as she shut her eyes and slammed her head against the shower wall.

This was bad- well, not that Trunks was bad. He was obviously very well equipped.

Pan's face felt like it was on fire as her throat rattled with a cough. What was wrong with her?! Why did she look down?! She knew, deep down, that she was over-reacting to an extent. His body was her body at the moment, but it still felt wrong to be peeking at him without him knowing it. Though she wondered if he would mind it. She didn't know how she would face him once they got their bodies back.

Pan let out a heavy sigh. It was only the beginning of the day, and she was already exhausted. She wondered if Trunks was having as many problems as she was or if he was enjoying himself. Pan banged her head against the wall again. Truthfully, she didn't know which of the two options she preferred.

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Trunks walked out of the bathroom and into the guest bedroom he was staying in at the moment. He crossed his arms over the robe he was wearing and eyed the clothes Bulla had brought him earlier. It was Pan's uniform and some underwear.

With a sigh, he shook his head. He had just brushed Pan's dark hair, but it was still wet from the shower. It was the first shower Trunks had taken in her body, and already he felt drained. He knew that most men would go crazy in his situation, and Trunks wouldn't lie- he had been tempted to look and touch all the curves that Pan kept hidden under clothes all the time. He didn't, though. He knew that at the moment, her body was his, but to touch her body like that, without Pan knowing or consenting to it, felt like he would be violating her somehow. He had kept his hands as modest as possible during the shower and then wrapped the body up in a robe once he was done.