On a desk

When you wake up, you are resting face-down on a desk, with a very uncomfortable feeling on your chest, like if something was being pushed against your body. When your sight becomes clearer, you see that you're in a small white room, with anatomy diagrams and health sign displayed on every wall and next to the desk, just a few feet away, there's a narrow bed, with something like a stretcher and a lab coat on the far end of it. On the far side of the room, opposite to your desk, is a brown old-looking door, which seems to be the only entrance to this room. As your thoughts settle, you decide this looks a lot like your high school infirmary, which seems ridiculous to you, considering you were in your house just moments ago. Confused, you decide to make for the door...

As you sit up on your chair, your breats are finally free from the desk which was squee...- wait, what? You quickly glance down to find two massive mounds of flesh, inside what appears to be a black push-up bra, and a loose silky turquoise blouse with almost an indecent amount of cleavage.

Panicked, you rub your hands all over your ample bosom, trying to find the seams, hoping this is just an elaborate prank, hoping this are just prosthetic someone glued on your chest, but with every tug and rub you make, a hot fuzzy feeling grows inside you, and as you keep at it, the feeling extends to your crotch, making you we....

"OH SHIT, OH NO!! Please let it still be there, Please..." you whisper desperately with a very high-pitched voice, turning your attention to your crotch next.

You try to open your legs, which is very difficult due to the short tight-fitting black pencil skirt you're wearing. You also notice you're wearing black stockings that are almost too short, since your skirt barely covers them completely. Finally, your outfit is completed by elegant black high heels. You guide your hands downward, terrified of what you may, or may not, find. You lift your skirt and reach for you member, only to find it missing, and the slit in its place is now gushing with excitement from the stimulation received earlier.

There no denying it, you are a woman now.

As you start to dwell on the implications of your new body, you realize the fiery fuzzy feeling from earlier had not vanished, as your hands, in spite of your despair, had started to explore your new sex as if they had a mind of their own. Your fingers begin to rub the edges of your cunt, only to next fixate on your new clit, clouding your thoughts and sending your body into overdrive. Drunk on lust, your other hand darts for your breasts, rubbing your nipples through the fabric of your blouse, making you pant and moan in your high-pitched voice, the hot feeling intensifies and makes you feel like you whole body is on fire... until your fingers decide your sex is wet enough, and dare to pass the border of your labia. The feelings, too much to bear, your moans intensifying, your body trembling with lust, as your fingers begin scissoring inside of you... your mind slips... you feel like something is about to burst when a voice stops you...

"Damn bro, you sure have adapted pretty fast, huh?" The unmistakable voice of Sarah speaks to you from somewhere in the room. Looking for the source of her voice, you find an intercom speaker on your desk that you hadn't noticed before.

"I never knew you were such a pervert! Been in that body for what? 5 minutes? And you're already fingerbanging yourself! I mean, with a body like that, I understand your enthusiasm, but get a grip on yourself! Your first patient of the day is almost here, you've got work to do!"