After moving into a stall, Jim pulled his pants down and saw that his underwear was now very, very baggy in the crotch. He just couldn't believe that somehow he had lost his manhood. Pulling down the briefs also, Jim confirmed that he now was a she, at least where it counted. He decided to first take care of the need to pee, so he sat on the toilet, and squirted his urine down into the bowl. The new feeling was really embarassing and kind of gross to Jim, and even worse still, he was wet. As he wiped himself, Jim just could not believe what a weird day this was becoming.
After getting dry, Jim gave his new crotch a closer look. What really surprised him was the amout of hair he had. He never in his life expected to have a vagina between his legs, but as shocking as that was, he just couldn't get over the fact that he now possessed a big hairy beaver. He could hardly make out his lips for all the hair. Trimming this wooly jungle was definitely going to be a priority if he couldn't figure out what had happened to him and how to reverse it. But right now, Jim decided to explore further.
First he was just clumsy and rough, but after cupping, probing, and fingering his new equipment, Jim began to figure out how to make his vagina hum. The trick was to rub gently on the outer lips, and vary that up with some finger penetration with one hand, while carefully making circular rubbing motions on the tiny little knob just inside the top of his opening with the other hand.
Sitting on the toilet, Jim was having a great time. His breathing was becoming fast, and his crotch was very wet. He was alomst to the point of orgasm, and his screams of pleasure were quite loud, when he heard some guys enter the bathroom.
"Hey man, what you doin' in there?" One asked.
"Yeah dude, what's wrong with you? You're noisy as all hell. We could hear you in the hall." another added.
"Shit", Jim thought as he searched for an explanation. Lucky for him, the stall was at least locked.
"Uh, I'm taking a shit in here do you mind!" Jim yelled. "I've got the worst case of constipation ever, so that's why I was screaming."
"That don't sound like no constipation. I think your hiding something", guy number one said.
"Yeah, and I don't smell shit either", his friend exclaimed. "It smells more like pussy to me. You got a girl in that stall with you bro? We can wait here all day, so tell us what you are doing."
Jim sat on the stool, and tried to come up with a plan.
