You are walking along a beachfront path fronted by multi-million dollar mansions, your cheap flip flops scuffing the ground. The afternoon is hot and you’re thinking about taking a dip in the ocean. You glance towards the ocean, one foot in the air mid-step, and blink.
Suddenly you’re on a large balcony high above the beach. Your foot is unexpectedly on the floor now which makes you lose your balance. You tumble onto a white leather chair with a cry of “Shit!”.
You barely register that your voice is higher pitched and feminine because you fall into the chair in a tangle of limbs. Long, lean legs. Pretty calves. Dainty little feet. Something bounces on your chest while something silky falls over your face. You seem to be naked, the hot air caressing your body. As your thighs fall together you notice there’s nothing between them. No dick to get trapped against one leg. Instead you catch a glimpse of a pussy, the lips tightly clasped together.
You bring your hands to your face and your head. Your fingers land on long silky hair that you push out of your face. You gape down at your body in blank surprise. You are now in a woman’s body. Nearly naked and with delicate limbs and soft skin. You feel so light, so small.
You raise one leg in the air. The lips of your new pussy are visible, shaved bare and beautifully elegant, tucked away between your legs. You lick your lips. Taste someone else’s lipstick, feel someone else’s plump lips and teeth. You’re in a woman’s body several stories above the beach. There are cries of chaos from around you but you ignore them for the moment as you marvel at finding yourself in a body you’ve always dreamed of being in.
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Glorious!