Chapter 2 - Loving care

Sitting up, I felt something familiar: I had unmistakably popped a boner. Usually it wouldn't have surprised me, seeing I was just kissed by a beautiful woman. Thing is, I thought I was a woman too right now.

«I gotta go to the bathroom.»

I had to figure out what the hell was happening to me.

«Go ahead. I'll put something together.»

I looked around for the bathroom, but the woman noticed my confusion right away. «Sorry. It's to your left, at the very end of the hallway.»

I followed her directions, quickly closing the door behind me. I was in a wide bathroom, with all conveniences. There was a shower, and a bathtub with room enough for two or three people to lay inside it. There were sinks and what I could only describe as a "beauty corner": a full figure mirror with all kind of cosmetics arranged in some lockers beside it.

I stood in front of the mirror, and I almost fainted again: in front of me there was a gorgeous, tall woman, with long, silky black hair and a stubborn look on her face. The new me was even taller than I was before, almost six feet, and had a body to die for. I had amazing curves, big soft-looking breasts, at least a D cup, and round hips, but my figure was still slender, if not slim, thanks to my height.

I had to close my eyes and focus before I could start breathing again. I felt dizzy, so I sat on the edge of the bathtub. I wanted to understand it all, so I took off my dress. It took a few tries before I could get the zipper, but I finally managed to open it, and then pulled the dress over my head. I wasn't wearing a bra, so I stood in front of the mirror wearing only my panties.

At first, all I could see were my amazing breasts. Although big, they didn't sag at all. I couldn't help squeezing them a bit, and feeling their soft silkyness. But then something caught my eye: there clearly was a very unfeminine bulge in my very feminine panties. I took them off and confirmed I actually had a genuine cock, even if it was missing any kind of pubic hair.

"That explains it all." - I thought - "Maybe we can marry because I'm actually a man. Well, I can't say I don't like the idea, but that damn man could have let me keep my body." but as soon as I thought it, I knew it wasn't all true. I liked my new body. I liked my new body a lot.

Actually, the sight of my completely naked body, even with its contradictions, made me horny. I felt my cock starting to get hard, and it was right then I noticed I was missing testicles. I felt under my penis and my finger touched something hot and damp, just as I felt sparkles running up my spine. I sat down again, looking at my own, unfamiliar, body, and spread my legs. There it was: a lovely pink vagina.

I felt like fainting once again, but now I was used to it. Soon enough I got back to examining my two genital organs. Both seemed perfectly natural and working, except for the missing balls, of course. After a while, I noticed my cock got hard in the middle of the observation, and that it was quite longer than what I was used to. I stood up and looked at it: it had to be almost ten inches. It was really huge, and I had never seen one so big, but even then, it didn't look too big compared to my new body. It looked quite right, instead.

Without even noticing, I started rubbing it with my right hand, and I surprised myself by suddenly squeezing it. I felt ashamed, but couldn't stop. I sit down on the bathtub again and started masturbating while looking at myself. At first I massaged my breasts while I jerked myself, pinching my nipples and squeezing them together, but soon my left hand started going down on its own.

I closed my eyes and lost myself in the feeling: I felt the usual need coming from my dick, but I also felt a warmth deep inside my lower belly. I started moving my left hand and the warmth grew bigger and hotter, as it pulsed rythmically. I felt something rubbing deep inside of me, a weird but very pleasant feeling, and I dived into my sensations.

In a minute, as I was almost ready to cum, I opened my eyes and saw a woman frantically sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy while she jerked the shaft of her long penis. I didn't even realize that woman was me, I just thought it was the hottest thing I ever saw. Se looked lost in pleasure, her mouth hanging open as she moaned softly every time her fingers went in deep, her waist pumping her cock against her hand. Suddenly, she came, and I came with her, squirting my cum all over the bathroom floor up to the mirror, while my pussy juices flooded down the bathtub edge.

I sat there with my head floating in a fuzzy cloud for a few moments, then it occurred to me I wasn't the only one in the house at the moment. I felt ashamed, and I scrambled around trying to clean it as best as I could. I quickly took some strips of toilet paper and started scrubbing my jizz off the bathroom tiles. When I threw the cum-filled strips in the toilet, a whiff of its smell reached my nose and made me feel dizzy again. It was just when I started cleaning the bathtub I remembered I had happily fucked my pussy with my fingers, and really liked it. I felt even more ashamed and confused, but I decided I would forget about it. Right now I had to think about how to survive into this alternative universe or whatever it was. Genital problems would have to be addressed at a later time.

I had a quick shower just to wash away the smell of semen and to clear my thoughts. I got out and dried myself using a bathrobe obviously too big to be used by somebody who wasn't tall as I was. Then I put my dress back on, admiring how sexy it mad me look, and got out before I could excite myself once again.

As soon as I got back to the living room I saw my bride-to-be working near the kitchem fires. Her legs were hidden behind a table, but the way she moved her hands around, keeping control over her creations, was endearing. She had made herself comfortable and took off what I presumed were her working clothes: now she was wearing a plain t-shirt. When she reached for the spoon, taking a step to the right, she showed me her lower body, and I saw she was wearing just a pair of black panties that kept on dancing in and out of my sight, hiding below the hem of her top.

I stood there for a while, just staring at her sensual form dancing in front of me. I looked at her perfect round ass and her nimble legs. Sometimes she would improvise a couple quick steps or lift her legs, as if she was dancing to some unhearable music. Her blonde hair bounced on her shoulders followig her every step just as the curve of her ample breasts punctuated her dance.

After a while, I forcibly took back control over my mind. I noticed she was much smaller than me: her head didn't even reach the tip of my shoulder. I estimated her to be at most five feet tall, probably less, and her seemingly full figure was probably just due to her low height. She spun around and smiled at me, and I couldn't help cringing at the thought of her hearing my bathroom exhibition, but she walked towards me as if nothing happened. She hugged me tight, pressing her face to my breasts.

«Are you all right?» she asked me, looking almost straight up trying to see my face.

«Yes, thank you.»

«Are we all right?»

«What do you mean?» I asked, sincerely confused.

«You're not hugging me.»

I had been so focused on watching her my arms had fell back down along my sides.

«I'm sorry.» I said, and pulled her close to me. Her body felt warm and soft, and gave me a feeling of safety, so I let my head lean on hers and kissed her hair.

She looked up at me again with a relieved smile on her face. «That's better. Now let's put some food into that huge body of yours. That ought to make it all better.»

She moved to my side and pushed me to a chair set up on the long side of a rectangular table. It was covered with a plain white tablecloth and two plates pf a tasty-smelling soup were waiting for us. As I was sitting down she gave me a firm slap on my butt, groping me a bit before letting go.

I fell down on my chair feeling my entire face burning, but she looked like she hadn't been doing anything that wasn't pure and proper, sitting down nonchalantly, wickedly smiling at me.

«What?» she asked, unable to stop her satisfaction from showing on her face.

«I don't even know your name!».

As soon as I said it, I realized it was the wrong thing to say, but it was too late.

«I'm sorry.» I said. «I mean-»

«Alexandra.» she said, with a determined look on her face.

«What?»

«My name is Alexandra, and don't you dare forget it again, or next time I'm gonna have you tattoo it on your forearms.» She smiled while she spoke, but she still didn't look really happy. «Oh, and you can call me Alex.»

«I'm really sorry.» I said. «I know it hurts, but I can't help it. I don't remember anything. I don't even remember my name.»

«And your name is Amynta. And don't worry about me, I told you: I seduced you once already, I'll do it again. It'll be even easier since I already know what you like and what you don't.»

«But I don't know what I like.»

«Then I'll tell you! First lesson: you like me. You like me a lot. You love me with all your heart and all of your soul, and you want to live with me forever and nothing else in the world.»

«Hey, now you're cheating!»

«Don't you love me?»

I blushed. «Yes, I do.»

«Then I'm not cheating, I'm just stating the truth. Now eat your soup before it gets cold.»

As I tasted the first spoonful of that delicious punpkin soup I thought that if I hadn't already fallen in love with her for her beauty, I would've for her honesty, wits and stubborness. I didn't know how my life in this new world would have been, but I knew that as long as she'd let me, I would have stayed by her side.