Dreams come true

I opened my eyes, hearing the strange sound of... the ocean?

— What the...? — flashed through my mind as I felt something cold and damp beneath me. Sand? I tried to move, but my body felt strange—light, almost like it wasn’t mine. My fingers dug into the soft sand, and the wind carried the salty scent of the sea. This all seemed like nonsense because just last night, I had fallen asleep in my bed, as usual.

With difficulty, I pushed myself up on my hands and looked around. The sea, the beach, large rocks scattered around. The waves gently lapped at my feet. And then... I felt a strange weight in my chest, as something pressed on my shoulders.

Trying to understand what was happening, I reached for my chest, and my hands encountered... softness. I squeezed, and immediately, a strange, alien sensation swept through my body. It was a boobs. A woman's boobs. But... mine, yet... not mine.

— What the hell?! — escaped my lips, but my voice was too high, too soft. I tensed, still holding my hands on my chest. My heart started to race, and my mind refused to accept the reality of what was happening.

— No, no, no! — I grabbed my face, running my fingers over smooth skin, a narrow chin, a delicate nose, feeling as if everything inside was breaking apart. — Why am I... a woman?! Oh god! — It hit me, and I reached down, finding only flat, smooth skin where there used to be something very different. I ran my hand over the female slit with a mix of disgust and horror.

— Damn it! — A scream escaped through my clenched teeth. My head spun. I stood up abruptly, feeling, as strange as it sounds, the emptiness and new weight of my chest, which swayed with the movement, and I glanced around.

I looked around. An island. It seemed like some deserted place, no signs of civilization. The sea stretched far into the horizon, its gentle waves blending with the sky, and the shore was surrounded by rough, massive rocks, as if nature itself wanted to trap me here. The only sounds were the crashing waves and the wind blowing through my new long hair.

— Why?! — I screamed, not expecting an answer. Inside, everything burned with despair, my new voice sounding too feminine, only adding to the horror.

My head was filled with chaos, but then it hit me... Last night, I had made a wish. I had almost whispered it before falling asleep, my mind swirling with thoughts of loneliness and all those girls who never paid attention to me. I had wished to be on an island with the girl of my dreams. The one who would love me, the one who would be by my side... but this wasn’t what I had expected!

My fingers touched my tits again, squeezing it harder as if I wanted to wake up from this nightmare. But every touch only intensified the realization of reality. I felt a wave of strange excitement ripple through my new body, and I wanted to squeeze harder.

My fingers twitched and squeezed my tits even more. I tried to stop, but I couldn’t—the strange arousal, crashing over my new body in waves, wouldn’t let me go. With my other hand, I began touching my body, gently and softly running this new small hand over the smooth skin, which seemed to respond to the slightest touch.

— Ah... what... what the... — I whispered almost breathlessly. My voice sounded foreign, as if some girl was whispering to me, not me, and that only aroused me even more.

My fingers trembled, but I couldn’t stop. Every touch to my new, smooth skin made my body react in ways I had never experienced before. My fingers froze on my flat stomach, and I was gasping from the sensation. Muscles tensed, and I got more caught up in this strange exploration.

‘Damn it, stop!’ — I mentally screamed at myself, but the desire was stronger. My boobs felt too sensitive, as if every touch electrified the air around me. Inside, it was like fire spreading from my chest, pulsing lower and lower, like waves crashing on the shore.

My hand moved down my body, exploring everything that was now part of me. I felt a slight tremble in my thighs, touching them, feeling the softness and roundness that hadn’t been there before. Strangely, everything felt so real that it couldn’t be dismissed as a dream. No matter how hard I tried to force myself awake—nothing worked.

My fingers slid lower, to where there had been something entirely different just yesterday. And now, it was wet and warm, and I couldn’t stop, feeling how sensitive and desirable it was. I slipped a finger inside. And suddenly, like a switch, my entire body exploded with pleasure. A powerful wave of ecstasy shot through me from head to toe, making my muscles tense and my breath hitch. I exhaled and moaned, sounding like a girl from some adult movie.

— Ahhh... ohhh... God... oh yes... yessss — was all I could moan as my fingers kept moving, sparking new bursts of pleasure. My body seemed to know exactly what it wanted, and I couldn’t stop it. Every touch brought a wave of sweet pain and strange, alien excitement, from which I felt both ashamed and unable to stop.

I felt my legs shaking, my chest rising and falling heavily, and inside, everything burned with the desire that overwhelmed me. It was too strange, too new, and I didn’t know how to handle this flood of emotions.

— Oh shit, what the... what... ahhh… ahhh… I should... no... — I tried to stop, but the feeling only grew stronger and stronger until finally, I felt my entire body shudder in a final, unbearably sweet wave of pleasure. My mind seemed to disconnect from reality for a moment, and I, completely losing control, moaned louder than ever.

— Yesssssss..... ahhh!! — If anyone had been here, they would have definitely heard my screams and moans, but it seemed the wish had been fulfilled perfectly—I was alone here.

My whole body weakened, and I lay on the sand, gasping, as if I had just been pulled from the deep ocean, carried by this wave of strange pleasure. I felt the light breeze cooling my heated body, and the salty smell of the sea filled my lungs again. Everything around me seemed so real, yet at the same time, so absurd that I couldn’t make sense of it.

The emptiness came suddenly. Not just physical weakness, but the realization that I was here, on this island, completely alone... and in a woman's body. My tits, the weight of it swaying with each breath, the sensitivity I had never known before—all of this was now my reality.