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Basic Woman Part 2
By Yoni
As I touched the screen I realised that I could change myself into any form that
I could imagine, I could even change my sex. I got a sudden chill as I thought
of that and while the thought was arousing, I also felt afraid of making such a
major change to myself.
I thought, instead of making a complete rebuild, I could start with just a few
basic changes and see how that felt before going any further. With that in mind,
I thought of just those things that would most significantly make me a woman
without advertising that change to anyone who happened to know me. Satisfied
with what I thought of as the basic model, I touched the button and when the box
opened, I stepped inside and pushed the other button.
I stepped out of the box and looking down I saw my nipples had become larger. I
had large aureolas with prominent nipples in the middle, with a slight mound of
flesh under them. It looked like my normal chest, except the hair was gone and
the nipples were enlarged.
My stomach and hips looked unchanged, but like my chest, the hair that normally
covered my stomach was gone. As I pulled down my shorts the only hair I saw was
a triangular patch in my crotch. I felt down there, and found that I barely had
a mound, but there was a definite slit at the bottom of the hair. My dick was
gone, I now had a woman's pussy.
My legs looked just like normal, except that they were slimmer and not bloated
and the hair was lighter and finer. My arms were the same, but my hands were
slightly slimmer. I tried my voice.
"Me, me, me, meeeee." I sang. My voice sounded just a little higher than it used
to, and it had a smoother softness to it, instead of the slight rasp I was used
to.
I walked over to the mirror with the same stride I normally used. Except for the
changed hair, nipples, and pussy, I looked just like I had before when I had
been a man.
I went into the bathroom and got a smaller mirror which I took into the bedroom
with me. Propping myself against the headboard with a pillow, I spread my legs
and placed the mirror in front of my crotch.
The sight of my new pussy made me catch my breath with excitement and I started
to feel a strange warmth. As I continued to look at my sex in the mirror I was
becoming very aroused. I watched the lips of my pussy start to swell and spread
apart and I could see my clitty getting bigger, pushing out between the lips of
my cunny like a tiny prick.
As the warmth grew inside, the urge to touch myself became unbearable. I reached
down and slowly ran my fingers over the lips of my new pussy. The feeling of my
fingers softly rubbing made me shiver with delight and I could feel my clitty
get rock hard. It came to me that touching my lips felt like it had when a woman
would stroke my ball sack during a blow job and my clitty felt like it was the
head of my cock. But the feeling of arousal wasn't centered just in my cunny
like it had been in my cock.
I was feeling an erotic tension that was spreading throughout my whole body, oh
sure the center of everything was in my pussy but my whole body was involved.
Shivers were running all through my body, the sphincter of my butt was clenching
as the waves of pleasure surged thru me. My nipples were swollen and begging to
be touched. The sensation of my left hand sliding along my stomach as I reached
to stroke my nipples, sent an erotic shiver through my body, in a way that I had
never felt before.
I put the mirror aside and stretched out on the bed on my side as my fingers
continued rubbing my cunny. I put both my hands between my legs as I turned over
onto my stomach. I began sliding the fingers of one hand into me exploring
something I hadn't ever had before as I began grinding my nipples into the soft
flannel sheet of the bed.
The explosion came so fast that I was caught unawares and I shuddered
uncontrollably as I screamed my orgasm into the pillow lest someone hear me. I
came several more times as I writhed on the bed with my hands clenched tightly
between my thighs. Finally I stopped and just lay there shivering with the
aftermath of my orgasms. Unlike when I was a man the feelings didn't stop with
the orgasmic release, but instead the aftershocks flowed thru me as I slowly
came down, before realising that my sheets were soaked in the area around my
crotch.
At first I thought that I had pee'd myself with the intensity of the orgasm, but
I realised my hands and thighs were sticky and my pussy hair was matted and
sticking up in clumps. I went to the bathroom and sat to pee which I did for
several minutes, it felt like a dam had burst and was madly gushing out of me.
It wasn't a stream like I was used to, rather I felt like I had a sprinkler
between my legs and I realised why women always wiped after urinating.
I had always thought of myself as considerate with the way I made love to woman
by eating her out first before I thought of myself, but as I had been touching
myself, I realised that I had been way too rough. Maybe the women I had been
with put up with it because they thought my trying was better than just letting
me get my rocks off. Maybe my roughness had been the reason that none of my
relationships lasted for very long.
I took a shower and was forced to shield my nipples and crotch from the flow of
water or I would have started another round of orgasms, just lathering my body
was almost more than I could stand. Getting out, I found a bottle of skin
moisturiser from my last girlfriend, I spread it all over my body like I had
seen her do many times after a shower. I could feel it soaking in and I shivered
as I realised how nice it made me feel.
If this was how I felt with just the basics I realised I wanted to feel more,
but I still didn't want to go all out. Remembering a movie I had seen, where one
of the characters had been a really hot looking babe in a manly sort of way. I
went back to the box and quickly made several changes, stepping inside the box I
pushed the button.
When I stepped out I looked into the mirror again. I was tall for a woman about
5'10", but still shorter than I had been as a man. My chest was now only 38
inches with a B cup, a 32 inch waist and a 38 inch hip. My stomach was flat but
I definitely had a bigger pubic mound . My legs were much more slender and long,
indeed they were where I got most of my height from. My feet were smaller, a
size 6 in woman's shoes.
I knew I would look like a woman with a boyish figure when I was dressed. My
hair was short but thick and curly to the nape of my neck and my ears were
double pierced. My cheekbones were high like an American Indian with big eyes
over a small thin nose. My lips were full and kissable without being swollen
like some I had seen. My chin was firm and stuck out slightly giving me an
overall look of being in control while making me look adorable.
My fingers were long and extremely flexible, indeed my whole body was so
flexible I could bend over while standing up straight, stick my head between my
legs and kiss my cunny for good luck without feeling any strain at all. My
balance was exquisite as I bent over backwards till I was bent in half with my
hands flat on the floor. My body may have looked like it was frail but I had
built strength into my muscles that no normal woman would have had and my
reflexes were so fast and sharp that when I went into overdrive, the beating of
a hummingbirds wings would have looked like stop action photography.
I knew I had to get dressed and check out the world to see how it felt, I
designed clothing on the figure that was still on the screen and once more
entered the box. Since I drove a motorcycle, I had dressed accordingly. First
there were black leather like pants loose in the leg but snug around the hips,
waist and ankles. Followed by a sleeveless cotton t-shirt with a leather vest
over it. The vest was form fitting and hugged me very well. I also had with me a
black leather jacket, gloves with the fingers missing and a full face helmet
with a self polarizing face shield that wouldn't scratch. My shoes were feminine
looking, but in actuality were also a tough leather with a bike rated sole. I
was wearing a thong panty and a bra like a really soft and supportive tube top
that clung to my skin and I had on stockings that clung to my thighs. The thong
felt a little uncomfortable at first, but it made my pants look like they were
painted on.
Going outside, I easily straddled my bike but found that I couldn't touch the
ground on both sides like before. Rocking side to side as I pushed the bike
backwards I got into position and touched the starter. As soon as the motor
started, I immediately began to feel the vibration in my cunny. I just sat
there feeling the vibration, wondering how a woman ever rode a bike feeling like
this. But then I realised that while it felt good it wasn't overwhelming me, in
fact it made me feel more connected to the bike as if it and I were both one
living creature. Twisting the gas I started down the driveway to check out the
new day.
To be continued...
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