Second First Date - TG Caption

Jen walked down the beach, holding hands with her girlfriend. The feeling was different, now that their hands were closer in size. She still couldn’t believe it. Everything felt better after she told Mae the truth, that she hadn’t been happy in her old, male body. Mae was surprisingly understanding, even going so far as to procure that spell that led to this amazing evening. Their "second first date" Mae had said. And because Jen, then Jim, still needed convincing, added, “just to try it out.“

She stopped suddenly as her girlfriend came to a halt and, without warning, pulled her into an embrace, and kissed her. It was familiar, yet so much better than memories of doing this in her old form. Softly pressed together, not a hard slash of male lips digging in, but yielding, pillowy, playful. Mae's hands came up to toy with the long hair tickling her back, even pulling on it with a little growl of dominance. It seemed Jen wasn’t the only one enjoying her much smaller stature. 

Jen marveled at her new body, at how it responded as she became increasingly aroused.  The feeling was both comfortably familiar and excitingly different. Her breath deepened as her heart rate increased, sending blood flooding throughout her very female form.  Breasts, already a noticeable presence, begin to tighten as they swelled slightly, the nipples likewise growing in size and sensitivity. They pressed aggressively against the cups of her bikini, which were pressed less aggressively against her girlfriend's own considerable bust, the day's worth of oily suntan lotion causing them to slowly slip back and forth across and between one another.  She entered a feedback loop of escalating lust as the more changes she noticed, the more aroused she became.  Blood continued to flow and she felt an unexpected swelling in the tight little bikini bottoms clinging to her much rounder shape. She was, of course, accustomed to a swelling in the groin when excited, but not like this.  As her heart continued to pound it drew a perfect picture of the welcome but still foreign contours between her legs, each heartbeat a sonar echo highlighting the changes in exquisite detail. She could actually feel it as her labia and clitoris began to swell, growing fuller, a heavier presence in her mind. At the same time blood filled the walls of her vagina, causing them to stretch and expand, becoming increasingly slippery with lubrication, until a small stream began to leak into her bikini bottoms. All of this proved too much for the inexperienced, horny girl, leaving no outlet but to subconsciously seek relief against the smooth, warm thigh currently pressed between her own. Her girlfriend sucked harder on her tongue, pulling it into her mouth and bobbing up and down, reminding her of past fantastic blowjobs. Still acting on her lust-led frenzy, Jen ground her full breasts into her girlfriend's own, reveling in the sensation, until, gasping and moaning into the taller girl's mouth while still frantically humping against the warm presence between her legs, she reached her peak. After some time, the unexpected make-out session with benefits wound down, the two of them holding each other, still standing on the beach with the sun nearly gone. 

Looking deeply into her girlfriend's eyes, Mae had to ask, "How are you? Is this what you were hoping for?"

Still panting, Jen tried to answer, “Yes, but..,” she bit her lip, having some trouble meeting her girlfriend's gaze with the new submissive feelings running through her.  "I'm still so turned on. I need more... please.” 

Smiling widely, Mae answered, "Well, we could head back and end the spell. You would become your old manly self and you could take me like you used to or…”

"Or?"

And Mae looked into her new girlfriend's eyes, her own dark and intense. “Or, you don’t change back. We go home and I take extra special care of you. You'll be pampered and treated like the delicate, needy little thing you are while I give you a long, slow, thorough washing. You'd be amazed at all the naughty places this beach sand can get into to." 

Taking her girlfriends hand in her own she whispered, “Yes, please," and, leaning in close enough to again press their very female forms together, they kissed.