Have you ever had the question, “What does ___ feel like? Tired of your old body? Feel like your current body just isn’t right?” The announcer goes, “Just make that wish by calling this tole free number and a package will be delievered right away, no purchase required!”
“Yea right, I gotta see what this really like; Let’s see now 5-5-5… Yes I’d like this ‘potion’ of yours…” *THUNK* “… wait, oh hello?” The line had gone dead, Heather hung up the phone and went to the front door. There it was, a brown non-descript paper package sitting there, Heather picked it up and headed to her room, turning the TV off as she passed.
*From here on I’ll write it first person*
Upon entering my room with this strange package I close the door behind me and put the box down on my bed, I open the packaging and the box and in the packing paper there was a small vial like bottle. Just to be on the safe side if this was accurate, knowing my small frame, if I were to become a man, my clothes would start to rip. Now, I feel like an idiot for believing in this magic but here goes nothing, I grab the bottle and manage to take a single sip before the taste requires me to put it back down. Nothing happened, I decide that nothing lost, just a bit of time, and it was getting late anyway so I headed to the restroom for a late shower grabbing my bathrobe on the way out of my room.
I felt a small pinch in my groin as I start the water, felt a little weird but eh, not that painful, maybe ran into something accidentally, then more minor pain across my body, it felt like it was trying to rip my bones apart, I get into the shower and sit on the floor hoping the water would help soothe. Finally the pain stopped, but as I look down I notice my breasts start to receed, my clit start to grow and a weird sensation I can only attribute to my ovaries turning into testicles and a sctrotum. I feel my head and notice my hair also has turned into shorter cut, I can’t help but feel in awe, I’ll miss my old body but to have this one, oh boy.
I decide to take this body to a test, only really knowing what to do from sex-ed, I grab my penis which seemed to look a decent length, definitely needing to measure later, and start to pull on it. As it stiffens up I can’t help but think of my old self and how hot I was, how my breasts were perfect and the stares other girls would give me when I was an early bloomer; woah, am I seriously masturbating to myself? I don’t think I care, although it may get a little weird when I start thinking about gym…
And now I’m masturbating to the memories of seeing all my girlfriends naked after gym at school, I feel a bit guilty but then climax comes, the electric shock of pleasure is great but a weird sense of exhaustion washes over, is this seriously a male orgasm? Well I guess there are some bad with good, like not being able to marathon that. As I open my eyes after the fantasizing I notice the mess I just made on the bathtub spout, Oh I hope that wasn’t a rare ejaculation with that type of output.
I wash up being delicate with my testicles knowing horror stories from friends, and clean up the cum that isn’t being washed by the shower, and get out to dry myself off. Wait, what am I going to tell my family? Nowhere did it say that everyone will know me as a guy.