If Jon was going to live in a hot girl's body for a week, he was going to make the best of it. He saw nothing wrong with satisfying his lusts through appreciating his new form. Even with the strange new hormones running through his system, it seemed like sex remained a persistent interest. Rubbing one out to his new hot girl parts would be true to both the teen boy and teen girl parts of him.
He ran his fingertips over his new breasts. The spongy skin was significantly more sensitive than before the surgery, almost like his penis could be, and he felt all the tiny hairs stand on end. It felt like the slightest rough pressure could be quite painful, so he kept his touch light and enjoyed the intense sensation. His nipples hardened and so did his penis.
Looking in the mirror, he saw what looked like a hot nude girl... well, a she-male with a hard cock between her thighs. Even though he wouldn't have gone for the transgender type of girl before, he couldn't help but feel aroused by the sight. That was clearly a slut whose eyes yearned for someone to come over and give her a good hard fucking... He shivered as he realized that was him, but he kept going.
He dropped a hand down to his cock and stroked it like he would normally but this time grabbed his breast and squeezed. He gasped at the sensation and watched as the girl in the mirror opened her mouth and let out a sexy moan that turned him on even as he realized was coming from him. God, she looked sooo hot...
Turning to obscure his male parts, he caught sight of his new sexy ass and felt another surge of arousal. Damn, that ass was a perfect peach shape. If only he could get a better look at it... He released his breast and grabbed a handful of that girl's ass. The sensation was something else! It was just like holding a plump female ass in his hand while he felt a girl's hand grabbing his own ass...
Pleasure surged within him. He felt it building... and building... As his vision blurred, he caught sight of the girl in the mirror with her face flushed, looking for all the world like a porn star about to orgasm.
But she didn't.
Instead, he felt his penis soften. Precum dripped from it in copious amounts, and he was as turned on as ever, but it shrank in his hand. Dropping it, he stared in the mirror as the obviously horny and grievously unsatisfied girl's eyes bugged in disbelief as her she-male cock got smaller and smaller until it was roughly the size of her thumb. He tried to stimulate it with a fingertip, but it was utterly and pathetically flaccid.
And that was it. He was unable to finish. It was like his body just decided for him that he'd had enough. But he hadn't! It was so unfair! If he had the stone on-hand, he would fix it, but the stone was back at the house. He wouldn't be able to get back to it for at least a week. He just had to deal with it.
Cringing, he walked over to a tissue dispenser across the room, blotted up the precum and threw it in the trash. His thighs still felt sticky, but there wasn't much more he could do until he had a chance to bathe. He moved on to the task of dressing, finding his new clothes were just as girly as his new body.
The underwear was strange. Instead of briefs or even typical panties, there was a thick and tight-fitting item with camel toe. Like, it had the shape of a vaginal crease on its underside, like it was a pair of panties covering a vagina. When he pulled them on, the thick material tightly pressed his tiny cock against his crotch without the slightest bulge. Looking in the mirror, he saw what looked like a normal girl only wearing panties. Every sign of his maleness was gone. She looked hot, too, and he felt another surge of arousal to heat his crotch... but without any hardness. To all appearances, he was just a very horny girl with a sexy smile.
Disturbed, he continued dressing. He expected to have difficulty with the bra, but he found himself putting it on reflexively. It was like the movement was programmed into him. Unsettling. It made him wonder what other liberties they took with his mind...
He slipped on the blouse, watched as the girl in the mirror buttoned it and hid her breasts like a reverse striptease, and then picked up the pants... No, it was a skirt... A short skirt... He stepped into it and pulled it up into place, where it sat much higher on his legs than he anticipated. The girl in the mirror sexily bit her lip as he ogled the sexy creature on display. Oh, God, that was him...
The last item was a pair of heels. He set them on the floor and stepped into them, testing his ability to walk with a short trip around the room. It was startlingly easy, and he automatically swayed his hips as he did so. Oh, yikes...
Feeling fairly unnerved, he left the room and went in search of lunch.
