Jon slowly began to regain self-awareness. He hadn't gotten used to waking up like this yet, as a rule he stretched and moved, but now as much as he tried he was forced to stay still. What's more, he had been drooling all night, the tight panty was all wet and was pinned on his face. The pungent smell of vaginal secretions was very strong, but more than the smell what annoyed Jon was the constant feeling of wetness, as if he were wearing wet clothes.
Sarah began to stretch very slowly she was waking up. Jon was envious, it was one of those little gestures that he would never have thought he could miss. "Oh Joan," she said, "I must say you make me have wonderful dreams… feel how wet you are!". A hand slowly caressed Jon's face, rubbing the wet panties and pressing them gently but firmly on the labia, lightly rubbing the clitoris.
Again the feeling of frustration began to emerge, Jon had had an erotic dream, but it remained such. The orgasm reached was only in his mind, his body needed the release of endorphins and serotonin. Sarah's pussy lips itched tremendously, they were swollen and full of blood. "Luckily today is Saturday and we have some free time," Sarah said, "maybe and just maybe if you're good while I wash, I'll play with you for a while."
Being spoken too, being acknowledged with a yet basic and simple social interaction made appraise Jon’s mood. Above all, the prospect of finally reaching full orgasmic release nearly drove Jon mad with trepidation. He needed it, his capacity for reasoning and thinking was clouded again by the primal instinct of need for sexual fulfillment.
All of Sarah's movements seemed to be in slow motion. Jon didn't know if this was because he was in a hurry to see the promise kept, if it was because his perception of time was changing or because Sarah was simply lazy in the morning. The fact is that the entrance to the bathroom seemed infinite. Jon tried to distract himself looking around and Sarah's beautiful slender legs were an intriguing sight, although she was strangely less sexually appealing than he would have perceived as a boy.
Once in the bathroom Sarah quickly undressed. Jon, free from the visual impediment of her panties, finally had a clear view of her feet too. He hadn't noticed how they seemed smaller than the other feet he had glimpsed. Of course the perspective didn't help him, from his point of view everything seemed either giant or distant.
As she let ran the water in the shower a little while waiting for it to warm up, Sarah swallowed a new hormone pill. This was the fourth out of six she had to ingest. She had to admit that even though the emotional rollercoaster wasn't easy to manage, she felt that she was finally finding a balance. Sarah sighed, she had been through a lot, she couldn't wait to finally close this chapter of her life.
Jon heard the loud sound of pouring water, then the vision of the shower tray and shortly afterwards hot water began to flow all over Sarah's body. The smell of the bubble bath began to get stronger and he saw wisps of white foam fall all around him. Sarah must have started with her upper body. Shortly after he saw Sarah's hands in his view, they began to gently lather her legs, running their manicured hands over the smooth skin of her legs. The vision had something sensual and hypnotic about it.
Then finally the soapy hands began to gently massage the skin around the pelvic area. Sarah's large hands began to gently massage her labia and extreme heat began to spread from inside Jon. Having carefully washed away all the sweat and vaginal secretions, Sarah began to tease Jon. Sarah was getting aroused at the thought of her slowly torturing Jon, making him grow a fire inside him and taking away any rational thinking skills. Despite the pouring water Jon was drooling continuously, wetting with vaginal secretions Sarah’s crotch. Sarah was struggling to maintain control, the feelings of arousal coming from her private parts along with her own arousal of a more sadistic kind was driving her insane.
A moan escaped Sarah's mouth. "It is your lucky day Joan, I can't stand it any longer, you little perverted pussy." Jon was anxious, he could barely understand what Sarah was saying, but he had sensed that his work was bearing fruit. He then tried to focus even more on the feeling of arousal and need for sexual release. A wave of horniness was released throughout the body of Sarah, who too, now in a confused state, led her hand to caress her clitoris, rubbing it firmly. Electric shocks and euphoria, Jon no longer understood anything, every touch of the engulfed clitoris made him feel drunk with pleasure.
"Oh yes Joan, good slut," Sarah mumbled, as a finger invaded the privacy of her most intimate part. Jon opened his mouth, welcoming the guest into his orifice. A crescendo of emotions quickly turned into a whirlwind of sexual tension. Sarah began to move her hand more rapidly, as her breath became increasingly short and intense. Jon, for his part, moved his labia as much as he could, sending small spasms along all the muscles of the vagina and the uterine entrance. Soon a second finger followed the first, Jon was starting to feel squeezed, full, almost like when Biff had violated him. The feeling was wonderful, he couldn't think of anything but those magnificent fingers, of how he needed them to stay inside him and move with that rhythm.
Sarah started shuddering, moaning loudly in the shower. Never in her life had she masturbated so intensely. She didn't know if it was because part of her body belonged to Jon or because she was hugely aroused that he was stuck under her, but she knew she was experiencing extreme and intense sexual fulfillment. "Oh Joan yes," she whispered and he squeezed even tighter all the muscles he could control, sending one last strong and beautiful thrill all over Sarah's body. A feeling of intense warmth and relaxation emanated from her womb along her entire body. Completely lost and relaxed Jon was no longer able to command any muscle, he was no longer able to think, lost only in the euphoria of a wonderful orgasm.
Female orgasm were much more intense and lasted longer than male ones. Jon was absolutely not used to it and was lost in a state of complete euphoria while Sarah slowly regained control. "Wow Joan," she murmured, "this was intense and quick! I've never come this quick before. As a boy perhaps you were a rapid ejaculator looser, but now ... Wow, incredible, just love it!". Sarah's mood was over the moon, not that she'd ever had a problem cumming, but this aspect of her life had definitely improved. All she needed now was to be able to maintain more stable emotional control over her perverse vagina and her life would be perfect.
Sarah started her day, on a Saturday like any other, she went home and started her beauty routine. Time passed, her vagina had stopped being clammy, wet and for the moment she could not feel anything coming from it. She had the distinct feeling of being totally in sync with Jon, but what she perceived was just a total and full state of fulfillment. She got dressed and put on a short skirt, she had decided to allow Jon to breathe a little more freely, the day allowed and honestly if she had earned it.
She was about to decide what to do when she remembered a strange thing, Jon had twice mentioned in a dream a stone of wishes or something similar. It was the only recurring element in her two dreams. It seemed crazy, and yet wasn't what happened something sensational? Just a few months ago the discovery of this possibility to save millions of lives? The transformation process was sudden and worldwide news. Not that she had ever followed this kind of news, but in short, transforming people into body parts, wasn't it supposed to be a long process with several long attempts?
Sarah decided that as strange as it was, this little investigation was worth doing. However if Jon had made fun of her or made her waste time she would surely have found a way to take revenge.
