You wake up to the sun coming through your blinds. You sit up and stretch. A quick glance down reveals you have brown boobs in a purple bra. Confirming yesterday was no dream. By putting on a skirt you now found your mind inside Anjali’s body. An Indiana girl in your school.
You turn to the side of the bed and slide off. You go to Anjali’s school uniform layed out the night before and suddenly drop the skirt as you realize something.
Yesterday was Friday... Today was Saturday.
You had 2 whole days alone in Anjali’s body.
You smile to yourself and immediately remove the purple bra you wore, hugging yourself and hoisting up Anjali’s ample breasts.
It was finally time.
You sit back on the bed and dangle your feet
off the edge .
How should you start?
Maybe squeeze her breasts.
“~Oooohh~”
You moan in pleasure. No wonder women are envious of those with big breasts. These were incredible. So soft. So sensitive.
You give a second squeeze and are rewarded.
You cross your legs out of unknown reflex then look down and uncross your legs.
Anjali has nice thighs. You rub your hands down your smooth brown thick thighs.
“Mmmmm. That feels good to” you say to yourself in Anjali’s voice.
Now for between the legs.
You’ve never masterbated as a girl so your understandability nervous. But how hard could it be?
You slide the purple panties off and look down at your Indian female vigina.
Just like last time no hair.
You gulp, if breasts were this fun, and woman really were more sensitive than men, you confirmed that in the shower.
You take two fingers and jam them into your pussy. You immediately screeching out in ecstasy and fall back on the bed shaking. ~Ohh yea~. Definitely better masterbating as a girl than as a guy. You never experienced anything like that in your life.
The reaction was so sudden. And powerful.
You use one hand to pleasure your bottom while you squeeze your breast with your free hand.
You pant and moan moving your hips in time with your fingers while you lay on the bed.
Pleasure was easier to come by as a woman. It also lasted longer and felt better. Not everyone gets to experience both sexes this perfectly.
You bite your lower lip as you feel a climax building up. You stop groping with one hand and now use both hands on your vigina.
Your eyes shoot open and you nearly faint from the overload of pleasure.
But you managed to push through and keep pleasuring your self.
Any second now.
You cry out Anjali’s name as you climax, shaking from your first female orgasam.
You pass out.
...
When you wake up you are naked and covered in female sex fluids. Anjali’s brown smooth India Skin now has spots of sticky dry white liquid.
You can’t help but feel happy at what you just didn’t.
You trace your fingers around your vigina and smile.
Anjali’s body was incredible. You wouldn’t trade it for your old body.
Suddenly their was a knock at the door.
You panic to answer. But realize you naked and smell like sex.
You frantically look for Anjali’s clothes and put them on. No time for pants or bra.
You quickly slide up some tight jeans that feel two sizes too small, you don’t have time to consider how uncomfortable the zipper is on your exposed vigina. And slide on a pink tube top, only keept on by Anjali’s ample breasts.
“Good enough.” You say in Anjali’s voice.
The person knocks a second time.
You rush over to the door and open it only to find...