Of course!

Amber's breasts jiggled slightly when Bill pulled his hands away. He spoke tentatively.

"Uh, ok. How do you want to do this?"

She shrugged, causing another bout of motion. "I don't know. You've never been fingered before, so neither have I. How would you want to do it?"

Bill didn't know how to respond to that. Sensing his hesitation, Amber/Bill took off her pants. She was once again fully nude.

"Um. Do you mind taking off your clothes? It's weird being naked in front of you while you're dressed."

Bill hastily disrobed. As he stripped out of his briefs, Amber/Bill looked with curiosity at his erect member.

"Wow, it looks weird from here. It's like a little alien or something." She tentatively reached out and touched it. When it twitched, she pulled her hand back in surprise, then laughed. "What do people see in these things?"

Bill's curiosity was piqued. "So it doesn't hold any attraction for you? Even though you're a woman?"

Amber/Bill made a face. "Not really. I think since I was socialized as a straight guy I still don't really have any interest. To be honest, it's grossing me out a little bit. I never realized how curved it was."

Her frank discussion of his anatomy was making him uncomfortable. "Do you want to like it? I can make you like it, right? Just tweak your preferences a little?"

"Up to you. You know I don't care, right? This will be more informative the more I stick to your personality, but I understand if you want me to want you. Right now I'm mostly curious about this thing between my legs. You've been really focused on the girls up top but to be honest they're not that interesting anatomically."

"You mean you're not enjoying them?" Bill asked. "Unlimited access to an amazing set of - well, I guess I'll call them tits - seems great to me."

"Yeah, I thought so too. I played with them a little in the bathroom and they're fun. It's interesting to see how they move and feel when I do stuff with them. It's different when they're attached to you, though. I've always fantasized about a gorgeous woman letting me play with her knockers all I want, but to be honest it's kind of boring being the woman. Now the downstairs stuff - that's really interesting. So many sensations! It's a lot more interesting to play with when you have one."

As if to underscore her point, she bounced on the bed, looking down at the motion it caused. "It looks weird from above."

"I would think so," Bill said. "Do you want to lay down, or... well, what seems easiest?"

Amber/Bill laid down on her back. Bill leaned over her and examined her body for a moment. He followed the curves of her hips to her vulva and reached out tentatively to explore it. Before his probing fingers could find it, Amber/Bill coughed and sat up.

"Sorry. This is too weird. I feel like a slab of meat."

Bill agreed. "Yeah, I don't know about this. It's kind of clinical, but it seems like it would be just as awkward to be intimate." He straightened up and sighed. "I don't know if this was a good idea."

Amber/Bill thought for a second, then responded. "I mean, maybe we skip the visual part... I think that might be easier. Why don't you just reach down there and we see how it goes?" She paused again. "To be honest, I'm not really very turned on anymore."

Bill empathized. "It's not really very sexy to be examined like a cadaver, is it?"

She made a face. "Please don't say sexy. It might seem normal to you to call a woman sexy but it's kind of off-putting. I mean, I do like the new body, but I don't know if I'm comfortable being 'sexy' yet."

"Ok, yeah, got it. I keep forgetting that you're me, at least sort of. So..." He reached down and made contact with her warm folds. She grunted uncomfortably.

"Ooh, that's... that's quite a bit more sensitive." His fingers probed her vulva and he began to push inside of her.

"Don't they say there are more nerve endings in- ohh, Bill, could you maybe- maybe take it easy? I still don't know very much- ah, ah, ok, stop!" She drew in a sudden breath as he pulled his hand back.

"Too much?" he asked guiltily. She nodded and he was surprised to see tears in her eyes. She covered herself under the blankets and responded.

"Yeah, that was... that was a lot. It felt really strange and uncomfortable. Like kind of chafy but also a little, I don't know, upsetting? It was like it triggered an emotional response. It's really hard to explain."

"Like a prostate exam?" he offered.

She frowned. "Kind of, but not really. I think I need a little time before I can do that. Unless, of course, you want me to be ok with it. I'm all you, Bill. This is your reaction to getting fingered for the first time. If you really want to know what it's like, this is it."

"I mean, would you rather I make you ok with it?" he asked, then corrected himself. "Of course you wouldn't. You don't care, right? All this painful and awkward conversation is completely simulated. I'm just watching what would play out if you really did have my mind, right?"

She nodded glumly. "Seems like you're finally getting it. I think maybe the fact that I've only had a vagina for an hour makes it weird. The feeling of something inside down there is really uncanny. I was barely used to not having a dick and now I've got a finger probing around inside me. God, Cindy Levine was a saint for not punching me."

He laughed. "Something tells me that wasn't her first time. So it didn't feel good at all?"

She squirmed under the covers. "A little, maybe. I think it's an acquired taste. If you want, though, I can keep trying to acquire it. Let's just move a little slower, huh?"