Co-written by the wonderful Abby White.
Here’s a new one for me. My first M2F transformation story. Very rough draft, but I hope you enjoy.
He’d never quite felt so groggy in his life, he couldn’t even remember what he’d been up last night, he remembered a woman. Shit, no was it a man?
James dragged himself out of bed, his head hurt like a bitch, something else felt wrong as well. It wasn’t until he sat down on the Riley he noticed how small his cock had gotten, sure it’d never been huge but it looked somehow different
Jesus I’m sure I’ll pull all the girls with this
It was more than the cold air, though James was oddly unconcerned. His mind was pushed slightly, to accept it. Enjoy it a bit even. An odd thought crossed his mind, almost from someone else.
Hey, it would be a lot easier to pull off panties with this.
His mind wandered to the underwear he still had stuffed in the top drawer. A sometimes hookup had left them months ago. He’d forgotten about them until now, suddenly tempted to see how they’d look on him.
He walked over to the drawer, his hand reached in and touched the soft satin and lace fabrics, shivers and electricity raced across his body, but no no that’s gay as well and he wasn’t gay, he shook his head and got dressed. Not noticing he had put on the joke pair of men’s pink briefs his Friends had brought his a joke
It felt good. Right. Again words from nowhere came into his mind as his own voice.