One more day, a new sort of self

It was supposed to take roughly a day for the changes to set in, yet when I woke up, nothing seemed to have changed at all. My dick was still the same size as it was the day before, when I stumbled into my mother, balls deep in my girlfriend. Balls were unaltered, a little saggy because of the heat, but nothing weird otherwise. It was obvious I wasn't a girl, considering I had a dick and balls, and I still had stubble and a nicely angular face. Nothing seemed all that different, which seemed like an even bigger let down, since I didn't even gain anything new for having lost my now ex-girlfriend to my own mum.

It all seemed unfair.

"Oh well, time to go back to my dreary, girlfriendless life," I mope as I change into my clothes and lump down the stairs.

At the bottom, what hunger I had vanished, when I heard the moans of my ex going at it with my mum. I decided to skip breakfast all together and instead take something while I go out to explore the city.

I had a weird feeling in my head since I woke up, so going by car wasn't much of a good idea. Instead, strolling to the bus, I stood by the sign and waited for it to come. After a few minutes, a woman came along to the stop, standing a few metres away.

"What's that smell?" the woman sniffed.

Did I not take a shower? I sniffed myself and found a little bit of musk sticking to me, guessed it was mums cum that accidentally covered me when we went a round with my ex.

But that was a day ago, a smell like that wouldn't linger, would it?

"Hmmm, you smell good..."

I turn my head to the lady, who was almost pressed up against me, huffing in my smell.

"Uh, thanks," I smiled at the woman. "I'm sorry, but can you back up a bit. You're a bit too close."

The woman ignored me, her huffing became panting, and a strange look came to her eyes as she shifted about on the spot.

"You okay, lady?"

The woman ignored me, dropped her bag and pressed her hands up against my body. "God, you smell amazing!"

"Hey!" I place firm hands on the woman's shoulders and push her away. At the distance, I could see a crazed look in her eyes, slobbering, almost frothing at the mouth. "What's wrong with you?"

She struggled against me for a moment, pushing to grab hold of me. Then she stopped and fell to her knees and put her hands on my trousers.

"What the fuck, lady?" I shout and back off from the woman, who fell over.

Before she could get up, the bus arrived. I hopped in, threw some cash the driver's way, and staggered backwards away from the door.

"Keep the change," I said, not a few seconds later, the bus closed its doors and drove off.

I took a deep breath and wandered over to a seat. I slumped into it, breathed a sigh of relief and closed my eyes.

Then I heard sniffing.