You're wearing the bra and G-string, and you've changed

You wake up and stretch as you sit up in your bed. When you crack your eyes open, mid stretch, you look down and see large breasts being pushed out by the pose you're in and wrapped tightly in the weird black bra. With it on, you can see just how lewd and sexy it is. The cups barely stretch around your nipples and have slits in them that leave them exposed. They're hard, exposed as they are to the cool air of the room.

Looking lower, you see that you're wearing the G-string as well. It's literally just barely hiding the entrance to the vagina that is now tucked between your legs hidden, and you can feel the thin string nestled between larger ass cheeks.

"What the hell?" you ask, your voice high and melodic. You stand up and dash to the bathroom, breasts bouncing with each step. Hell, even your ass is jiggling as you move. When you reach the bathroom, you look into the mirror and gasp at what you see. Your reflection looks a little like you, you suppose, but only barely. Instead, you see an insanely beautiful woman. Long, wavy brown hair, hazel eyes, plump lips...

An all around 10/10. _Holy shit, is that me? _you think. I'm beautiful. Maybe the sexiest woman I've ever seen. I bet I could go out and get any guy to do whatever I wanted, just for the chance to fuck me.

Shaking your head to break from those thoughts, you tear your eyes away from the mirror and head back to the kitchen where you left the gift box. You can see that it's been torn open, but the way it has... was it from the inside? That didn't make sense. Not that being turned into a woman did...

_How the hell did this happen? This isn't possible, right? These big tits... _A thought pops into your mind, and you can't quite shake this one. You reach up and feel the weight of your new breasts, squeezing and kneading them. Your fingers move to your exposed nipples and you moan as you feel the jolts of pleasure that your body creates at your touch.

_How good would it feel for someone else to be touching me? _you wonder, though you're not sure why. _Some big, strong guy grabbing my tits and squeezing them, licking my nipples before finally tearing my panties off and thrusting into me... _One of your hands drifts lower and plunges in at that last thought, slipping inside of you for the first time. It feels nice, but... lacking. Not enough. You need something... thicker, stronger...

Your eyes shoot open and you pull your hands away, realizing what direction your thoughts had been going. What the hell was that?

You're huffing now, and trying to ignore how hard your nipples are, how wet your pussy and finger are, and how desperately you want more.