You close your eyes and reach toward your nipples, but you are so unused to your own body that you stuff your hand into the bottom of your breast the first time, and then overcorrect and touch nothing but air the second time.
The third time, with your eyes open, you touch your left nipple with your left hand. You gently massage your breasts and then begin to rub the nipple. The feeling reminds of how you felt when your breasts were growing. You touch your right hand to your right nipple and begin rubbing both at the same time. You can feel your face contort and your eyelids flutter involuntarily, as you saw many girl do when you were a man. The sensation is intense. Your heart is racing again, and you feel warm. Soon enough, your pussy begins to feel a pulse on its own, and the pleasure moves through you, connecting your strange new body in a wonderful way. You feel whole; you feel complete.
The woman watches you. Above your own body's noise you hear her mutter, "You haven't changed in a few minutes now. I wonder if...." but you either couldn't hear the end of the sentence or she just never finishes it. You feel her sit on the cushioned seat next to you. You feel her hand on your thigh. "You're so new at this," she whispers, and you picture her beautiful face and lusty butt, "can I help."
Without interrupting your rubbing, you nod, keeping your eyes closed. The woman's hand moves along your thigh and finally touches your vagina. You shudder with self-consciousness. You shouldn't have a vagina. You certainly shouldn't have such a plump one. But the sensory explosion robs you of these thoughts. You give in as the pleasure courses through your body, a river of shivers and spasms that continually fills you, your large breasts, and your pulsing pussy.
"Here's something new," the woman says.