In a dream. There was no transformation scene, all of the sudden the dream started out with me running to a mirror to look at myself because I knew I had just swapped bodies with someone. I don't know how it happened, I don't know where my old body was, I just knew I needed to take advantage of this situation. So there I ran to a public bathroom, ironically the men's room. I checked out my body in the mirror, then realized I probably shouldn't be in here so I ran out to go to the ladies room.
At first it was about checking out my darker skin, my female face, my long black hair. Of course just seeing my face and body wasn't enough, of course I had to check out my breasts, so I lifted up my shirt and stared at them... then I started fondling them. I was turning myself on as a woman, but not in a "I'm a woman and I'm imagining a man touching me" kind of a way. Basically if this happened in real life, my usual reaction, I wouldn't immediately switch sexual preferences.
Then I'm realizing that standing in front of a mirror with my shirt up in a public restroom probably isn't the brightest idea if someone were to come in, so I ran to a stall. You know what comes next, pull my pants and panties down and check out my pussy. I didn't look that long, mostly just to see the difference of not having something sticking out down there. Then I began to rub my clit. For some reason it felt awkward. You would think after the many years of watching porn and having sex with my wife it would come completely natural, but I felt like a teenager figuring it out for the first time. It felt like I was doing it right, but I wasn't really getting turned on. I had no fantasy to go with this masterbation, what was my fantasy? I was actually a woman now, where was the fantasy, I was already it. After what seemed like 10 minutes I finally gave up, then the dream faded away as I woke up with my arm asleep. No, not from masterbating, because I rolled over in a weird position. While I waited for the blood to rush back into my hand, I reflected on the dream.
Then I'm realizing that standing in front of a mirror with my shirt up in a public restroom probably isn't the brightest idea if someone were to come in, so I ran to a stall. You know what comes next, pull my pants and panties down and check out my pussy. I didn't look that long, mostly just to see the difference of not having something sticking out down there. Then I began to rub my clit. For some reason it felt awkward. You would think after the many years of watching porn and having sex with my wife it would come completely natural, but I felt like a teenager figuring it out for the first time. It felt like I was doing it right, but I wasn't really getting turned on. I had no fantasy to go with this masterbation, what was my fantasy? I was actually a woman now, where was the fantasy, I was already it. After what seemed like 10 minutes I finally gave up, then the dream faded away as I woke up with my arm asleep. No, not from masterbating, because I rolled over in a weird position. While I waited for the blood to rush back into my hand, I reflected on the dream.
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