"What do you think?" Sadie asked. "Do you want to try things out for a couple of days?"
You wore a big grin on your face, looking down on yourself. You felt hard, but it was completely flat between your legs. It felt damp, rather than tight, like it usually did. The leggings hugged your legs pretty well, even if they were on the small side. Your calves were still visible past where the fabric ended. Lucky thing that they were stretchy enough to fit over your new ass.
"I think I can," you answered, after mulling over the question for a bit. "Wearing my own jeans shouldn't show much of a difference, even if my butt has gotten a bit bigger. Plenty of ways to keep the changes hidden."
Sadie's face fell into a frown. "You want to keep your beautiful legs hidden? What's wrong with them?"
You winced. "Not like that baby. I meant in public. They're all yours to see. But no, I'm not going to walk around outside in women's jeans or, god forbid, a skirt that doesn't even reach my knees."
"Because it's slutty?" Sadie asked with a sneer.
"No, not because it's slutty. Look at my face, then my torso. A big guy with a round butt, barely a thigh gap, and a pussy, that's going to turn heads my way, and I don't want that."
Your girlfriend pursed her lips, leaning into you on the bed. You brought your arms around her shoulders, and you crossed your legs around her middle, paying particular attention to how the silk of your panties shifted as you pulled Sadie in.
"They'd notice even if you still wore guys' pants, y'know?" Sadie muttered.
You chuckled. "That doesn't exactly fill me with confidence. Although I think you were fooled when you were at my door."
"I was just happy to see your face again."
"Likewise," you answered, kissing Sadie on top of her head.
There was a momentary pause, as you and your girlfriend bathed in each others comfort. After a while, Sadie turned around in your arms, and got her arms free from your embrace. With her weight on top of you, she took advantage of her sudden freedom, and brought her hand between your legs. She simply lay it on top of your waiting pussy.
You stared at Sadie questioningly.
"I'm really curious," she began, "how does having a vagina feel different for you? I understand the wetness might be different and it may feel empty down there, but I've never thought more about it than just that."
You cupped Sadie's hand, and felt it as she stroked the skin of your warm labia. "It feels nice," you answer with a smile.
"Dif-fe-rent, baby. Obviously I get that it feels nice." With two fingers she pinched the skin to the side of your labia. "How does it compare?"
You bit your lip as your fingers intertwined with hers. You felt your thumb brush over your new clit for just a moment, and jerked at the sensation. But thinking about it objectively...
"It still feels like I've got a penis downstairs," you told Sadie. "It has only gotten so small, that I no longer feel it press against the leggings when it starts rising up, or at least when it feels like it's rising up. Instead, the sensation is replaced with one of... pain almost? It prickles, maybe tickles, when all the blood travels down to such a small nub between my legs. I can't actually control half of its pulses, which is much different from having my good old penis. That clit is a cheeky little bastard."
"Uh-huh, what else?" Your girlfriend asked, leaning further into you. She was still stroking your labia with her smaller fingers, almost like...
"What you're doing right now is a fucking turn on. It feels really hot and wet down below, and what you're doing with your fingers, it's like you're fondling my balls." That's what the sensations of touching the skin of my labia compared to at least. "You're tickling them. Damn it, you're such a tease."
"It helps that you're not so hairy anymore. Less itchy, maybe?"
"Oh, it's itchy alright." You could feel your heartbeat rise. "Yearning, almost. I- I don't think I'm ready to go that far yet."
Sadie kissed you, and it almost felt like fireworks. You pulled her hand off your crotch, and instead hugged her more tightly. Your muscles tensed, you unleashed your adrenaline on her by trying to squeeze the breath out of her lungs.
Your breathing was erratic by the time you broke off the kiss. And you stood up from the bed, on trembling legs. "I need to do something else for a moment."