Sunlight peeked over the balcony rail, snuck onto the bed and caused the sleeping people to stir. Pat was the first to wake. Pat felt a sudden need to pee and a heaviness between her thighs that, normally, meant that her period was about to start. Pat shifted under the sheet and slipped sideways, trying not to disturb Alex. Alex snuggled back into the covers and quickly settled back to sleep.
Wow, I never realized how pretty Alex was. His skin is so smooth, no back hair and nice definition.
Pat slipped out of the bed, a bit groggy from the drinks and the late night activities. She rubbed at her eyes as she padded silently on bare feet to the bathroom.
This is not right. I just finished my period a week ago. It’s not time, yet.
Flipping on the light, but not looking in the mirror, she sat on the toilet, still thinking about what the heaviness meant, when her thoughts shifted to memories of last night and what they had done. She had long had a kind of crush on Alex, he was so adorable! His boyish good looks and mischievous looks made her melt when she caught his gaze. She thought about last night again and the looks he had given her and the things they did and that instead of being embarrassed by it, she delighted in the renewed arousal, then she screamed.
Pat couldn’t help screaming. It was not the sight, but the feeling, OH MY GOD! How? When? Wait… breathe, Pat. Get ahold of yourself. Did Alex wake? How am I going to explain… ‘this’? Ok, Okay. Let me see… Wow, it’s… it’s REAL, or else I’m dreaming. I wonder, let me look in the mirror….
Shocked out of sleep by a scream, Alex almost fell out of the bed. Only being tangled in the covers prevented those bruises. Sitting up, trying to rub the sleep from his eyes, he called, "Pat?!" then choked on the word, his voice coming out more cracked than normal.
What? Who was that? Where is Pat? Is she okay?
There was movement in the bathroom. Pat was moving to stand in front of the mirror, but Alex could not see Pat, from the bed.
Pat looked into the mirror, Oh My Goodness Gracious! Not just one part but, oh Wow, look at my face! Alex, you’re never going to believe this. Hell, I don’t believe it and it’s me!
Nervously, Alex began, "Hello?"
Stopping again, Alex cleared his throat, but the sound was not the grumble he was used to, but something light, almost delicate. Alex blinked his eyes, trying to clear them and when he opened them, he said nothing, he simply stared.
Pat giggled, then screamed again, because in the excitement and confusion, the bodily function that drove her out of bed, finally took over and she began spraying the bathroom with pee. Pat closed her eyes and pinched herself before looking down, to see her penis peeing on the toilet seat and the floor. Concentrating on doing what her body demanded, she completed the task at hand and stood to look in the mirror, again. The man that peered back was attractive, with wavy brown hair, exotic green eyes, no hint of a beard, nor any chest hair, but her new penis was surrounded by a virtual forest of curly black hair and a light hairline leading up to her navel. She admired this man, she would have loved to date this man. He was gorgeous. The thought of him in her arms, excited her, but not in the way she was used to. Instead of fueling the low fire of desire, she felt herself blush and her body shivered slightly. She looked down to see her penis drooping and shrinking. She turned from side to side and then thought, Wow, nice ass. A gasp from the other room drew her attention.
Alex sat on the bed and stared down at boobs. Not large ones, but they were cute and perky, the small nipples standing erect in the light breeze from the ceiling fan. He heard someone in the bathroom. He thought he went to bed with Pat, but he also thought he was a guy, so he was a bit confused, maybe it was the alcohol. Reaching up to touch the nipple with his hand, he stopped. His hand was smaller than he remembered and had fingernails longer than he ever kept them. He had a thought to bite one, to trim it, but the thought disgusted him immediately, so he put it out of his mind. Reaching up, he touched the right nipple, and shivered all the way down to his toes.
Oh my God, Am I a girl? How did this happen? This MUST be a dream. That's it. I'm dreaming. I'll bet I can fly if I really want to. This is one of those lucid dreams that seem so real that you can't tell the difference. That must be it! Who was in the bathroom? Was that a man's voice? Oh I get it, if I'm dreaming that I'm a girl, then Pat must be a guy. She'll get a kick out of this when I tell her.
Alex decided to play in this dreamspace, so he stood up and nearly fell over. His feet were smaller in this dream, coupled with his new boobs, he thought he would have to relearn to walk, but walking came as natural as you’d expect for someone having done it for 30 years. He walked around the bedroom, flat footed, at first, then he noticed that his hips swayed from side to side as if on their own. He have loved to watch himself walk, but thought if he tried that, he might just wake up with a neckache for his troubles. After finding the full length mirror on the back of the suite door, he walked around on tiptoes, as if he were wearing heels and really liked the way walking on his toes made his legs look. Surprisingly, he really liked the way walking on his toes made his legs feel, strong and sexy. Standing in front of the mirror, he noticed that the girl in the mirror was a dream, appropriate for the situation. Her hair was black as a raven's wings, straight but glossy and sleek and cut in a short style that almost reached her shoulders. Her eyes were a piercing blue to match his own. Her boobs were smaller than most other girls he preferred, maybe a B or C cup, even Pat's rack was more impressive. A nice waist and curvy hips led his eyes to shapely legs and a small Patch of black curls between her thighs. Her body was smooth and toned without being muscular. He turned and gasped in surprise at her ass, perfect as far as he could tell. If only this girl was real, the things he could think to do to her.
As his thoughts turned to pleasure and its many forms and styles, he noted that his body began to hum with anticiPation. Not just between his legs, as he'd been accustomed, but his arousal spread throughout his body and mind like a wildfire, a wave of heat that just needed a spark to set off and roar. Overtaken by this new feeling, Alex sat on the corner of the bed, his body raging with arousal. He could feel his face blush. The blush raced down his cheeks, along his neck and brushed the tops of his boobs a light pink. Seeing his breasts blush only increased the arousal. Suddenly embarrassed, for some reason, he crossed his thighs and dropped his head, seeing the raven bangs dropping front of his eyes, hiding him, but allowing him to glance through to the girl in the mirror.
Pat emerged from the bathroom speaking, "Don't freak, but are you not going to bel..."
Turning the corner, Pat stopped dead. After a moment, shehe began again, "Oh My God, you are a doll! Have you seen yourself? Look at me! I'm gorgeous," taking a couple of steps into the middle of the room, Pat spun in place, herhis penis beginning to stand again. Shehe must have felt it, as shehe looked down and lost herhis balance, shehe promptly fell into the floor, in a heap.
Alex giggled. He thought, like a schoolgirl, I laughed like a schoolgirl. Alex couldn't help it and giggled at Pat's lack of grace.
Pat looked up, “Hey! You’re one to talk. I saw you checking me out as I came into the room.”
Alex began to protest, but as Pat stood, herhis erection was full, now bouncing as shehe moved, Alex fell silent and blushed into full scarlet. Embarrassed and aroused beyond anything Alex could ever imagine, he felt a tear run across his cheek, followed by another one on the other cheek. Great! Something else to be embarrassed about. I wonder if it really is possible to die from embarrassment?
Pat was there on the bed at once, an arm snaking around Alex’s shoulders. Alex turned into the embrace and rested hisher head on Pat’s chest and sobbed.
Pat began, “Oh honey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. I thought you were having fun with this like I was.”
Alex’s response was mostly incoherent between sobbing, but Pat caught the phrases “don’t understand” and “wish I could wake up.”
Pat thought out loud, “A dream? You think this is a dream?”
Alex sniffled and leaned back, brushing the bangs out of hisher eyes, “Of course it’s a dream. How could it be anything else? I have the most amazing, earth-moving sex I have ever had, ever, then I fall asleep with the most amazing woman I have ever met, for whom I have had a thing since I met her, only to awaken as a woman next to an amazing, stunningly handsome man, any woman would drool over. Somehow, I’m okay with be attracted and enchanted by the woman and the man? It HAS to be a dream. There’s no other explanation.”
Stunned, Pat sits a little back, “You think I’m amazing?”
Alex shifts, suddenly uncomfortable to be naked and so close to Pat. Lowering hisher head again, cheeks blushing pink, Alex replies in a soft, very feminine voice, “Yes. I have always thought you the most amazing wo… person that I have ever met.”
Pat’s eyebrows raised, “You said person. What were you going to say?”
Alex looked up a little, the bangs no longer covering hisher eyes, “I… I was going to say, woman, but you are still amazing and you are not a woman, I am, so….”
Pat blushed at that, herhis cheeks dusting with a pink much like Alex’s. Alex thought out loud, without realizing heshe was doing so, “That is the most endearing, adorable blush I have ever seen. I just want to kiss the blush away.”
Suddenly realizing that the voice was not in hisher head, but ears, Alex looked shocked, “I… I can’t believ…”
Alex was cut off by Pat leaning in and kissing Alex softly on the lips. Alex thought his soul was about to explode. It felt like the kiss went from hisher lips straight into hisher heart. Alex flung hisher arms around Pat’s neck and returned the kiss with all the passion heshe had built up since shehe walked into the room.
Pat was taken aback at the force of the kiss, but recovered quickly. Within a few moments, they were kissing and nibbling each other’s lips, as their confusion receded and passion took over. After several minutes of kissing, and nibbling on each others’ faces and necks, Pat’s hand brushed across one of Alex’s nipples, eliciting a gasp and moan that startled both out of their passion and back to reality.
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