Lily lets Craig explore her new body

Lily

Lily expected a slam as the door closed, but the click of the lock rang out just as loud in the silence. With Hank’s flight, the oppressive gloom lifted, leaving only romantic candlelight.

Lily giggled nervously as she stared at her hands, still trembling uncontrollably from the adrenaline.

“I was so scared,” she admitted. “He’s unstable, I didn’t know what he would do.” And I’m still worried about what he might do.

Lily plopped heavily onto the edge of her bed. When Craig followed and sat down next to her, she let out a small, relieved sigh . She leaned into him as he put a comforting arm around her shoulders.

“You didn’t freeze. You stood up to him,” she pointed out cautiously. “I heard it too, when you told Hailey how ashamed you were at not protecting me from Hank. Tonight we both beat him.”

Craig nodded before replying, “I finally won. I ended up with the girl of my dreams. He’s alone and stuck in the kind of body he objectified. He got what he deserved.” He took a deep breath, then let out a big sigh. “So why don’t I feel happy about that?”

“Because you’re a good person. You don’t like seeing anyone suffer, not even your worst enemy.” Lily added. “Should we go after him?”

“If I’m a good person, you must be some kind of saint.”

“Seriously, though,” Lily continued. “I’m responsible for him being stuck like that. I don’t see how he can be the old Hank anymore. We could help him change; be better.” Her heart ached thinking of Hank, alone on the street in an unfamiliar body.

“I wish that were true, but he’s only going to get better if he wants to. You can’t make him. Nothing he said tonight tells me he’s ready for that.”

Lily frowned, but after a moment’s pause, countered, “So all we need to do is wait until he’s ready for our help!”

“Forget saint, you’re an angel.” Craig ruffled her hair playfully. “You hiding a halo under there?”

Lily retaliated with a poke to the ribs. “Well, you must be a monk with a vow of abstinence. I’ve been sitting here in my underwear and you haven’t made a single move!”

“Really? Your underwear, you say?” Craig asked with a grin, feigning ignorance. “I’m pretty sure I would have noticed that. Next, you’ll be telling me your body has been magically transformed.”

“What are the chances of that happening?” Lily asked, playing along. “There’s no way I could toss you around with these little noodle arms of mine,” she teased before grabbing Craig around the waist and throwing him backwards onto the bed. She marveled at how easy it was, how powerful she felt.

“Yeah, no way,” Craig agreed, eyes wide and slightly breathless.

Lily felt her knees sink into the mattress under her new weight. She basked in Craig’s rapt attention. His eyes darted up and down, trying to take her in. She had never felt more in control as she slowly straddled him, resting the heat between her legs on his stomach. She heard his breath catch as she leaned over him, her hands on either side of his head. Her long hair, now streaked with red, cascaded over them.

“It’s too bad my boobies are too little to smother you like this,” Lily said before lowering herself, compressing her breasts against Craig’s face. The sounds of his mock protests were muffled against her bra until she lifted herself up again.

“You know, there may be some credence to your underwear theory after all,” Craig joked. His hands landed on her hips, his fingers brushing against the lacy edges of her panties

“But still skeptical about the transformation are you?”

“I think I need more data. What if you tried again, without the bra?” He asked cautiously.

Still respectful, but I can see it in his eyes, Lily thought. He’d do anything to undress me. This is how much he wants me now. Lily tried to maintain her confidence as she unhooked her bra, but felt the blush warming her face. As the bra fell away, she held her breasts in her hands, nipples covered by her palms.

“Ready?” Lily tried to say the word seductively but it came out as a squeak. She hated her voice for betraying her.

Concern flashed across Craig’s face. “Are you sure about this, Lily? So much happened already today, we don’t have to …”

“Ready,” Lily interrupted before clearing her throat. “I’m ready. I mean, look at me. How could I be more ready? You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this, wanted you.” Her ears were burning now.

“Having these was supposed to make this easier,” Lily whispered.

“Hey, you just have to calm down and get out of your head. Let’s take it one step at a time. Just show them to me, it’s not a big deal. In fact, I already got an eyeful earlier.”

That’s right, his eye was literally full of Hailey’s boob in the photo booth. This is nothing to worry about. It’s fine, normal.

Lily took a deep breath and let her hands fall to her sides. She risked a look down, past her breasts now hanging free and totally exposed, to see Craig’s face. He was enraptured, smiling goofily.

“They’re good, I mean, big enough, now? You like them?” Lily sputtered.

“Let me put it this way, if you scoot a few inches back, you’ll feel exactly how much I like them.”

“How romantic,” Lily said sarcastically, trying to hide her delight.

“The next step is when I get to see all of you,” Craig prompted.

“Oh right,” Lily said, her eyes averted. “Then we can do it. You know, the thing. It’s not a big deal, but this is my - I mean, I’m a….” Her voice trailed off. Ugh, it wasn’t supposed to go like this. He probably wishes Hailey was still here.

“It’s okay, I know.” Craig’s certainty steadied her. “We can do whatever you want. I can take the lead. It doesn’t have to be a big deal, but it can be if you want it to. It should be special.”

“Thank you,” Lily whispered. “You don’t know how much that means to me.” She idly traced the stubble of his jaw. “I really wanted this to happen, and I do want it to be special. But I feel like I’m doing it wrong, and having a new body still isn’t enough for you to want me.”

“Lay down and relax, let me show you how much I want you.”

The next thing she knew, Lily was on her back with Craig above her, kneeling on the bed. Her arms had instinctively covered her chest before she realized it. Lily stiffened when he leaned over her, filling her vision. He still carried the smell of the ocean, but also a scent that was undeniably him.

She relaxed when he told her, “I’m going to show you, piece by piece, how much I love all of you.”

And then he did.

Lily felt like she was dissolving as he caressed her body with gentle touches and feather-light kisses. Each soft sensation melted like a snowflake, leaving her wanting more. His physical affection was punctuated by words of admiration. For her breasts: heavy but soft, her arms and thighs: muscular and toned, her waist: thin and powerful, her neck elegant. She was a frog in a pot now simmering with arousal. Her hand covered her mouth to try to stifle the whimpers he drew out of her. He paused as he reached her hip bones, his thumbs hooking under the waistband of her panties.

“Now for the main course,” Craig said suggestively. “I can’t wait to taste you.” He paused, and waited for her response.

Lily’s cheeks remained flushed; she wasn’t sure if it was from desire or embarrassment. “Are you sure?” she asked. “You don’t have to.”

“Hank doesn’t think I can make you feel good,” Craig answered seriously. “I’m going to prove him wrong.”

Lily pulled her knees to her chest to allow Craig to pull her panties down over her hips. She hadn’t realized how wet she had become until the now sticky fabric was slowly peeled off her lower lips. Lily gasped at the cool sensation of the air and the knowledge that her most private place was exposed to Craig’s gaze.

“You don’t think it’s … dirty?” Lily whispered, desperately hoping he liked what he saw.

“Only in the best way,” Craig said as he navigated her panties over her knees and off. “Now let me see you.”

Lily’s body responded immediately to the bold command, seemingly bypassing her conscious mind entirely. Her knees parted and Lily felt her labia splay open, eager and inviting.

This is it, this is all of me. No more hiding. Lily watched Craig with bated breath as his eyes roamed over her body. I trust you, but your next word could shatter me.

“Wow.”

Lily exhaled, her joy surging and extinguishing the fear she had been holding onto.

“Breathtaking. You are an angel,” Craig continued grinning. He lowered his face between her thighs and took an exaggerated sniff. “May I?”

Lily basked in his attention. She could see his arms and shoulders tight, holding himself back from pouncing on her. Not trusting her voice, she locked eyes with him and nodded her consent.

Craig’s first lick was from the bottom of her entrance all the way up to her clit. Lily’s body bucked in response, lifting her momentarily off the bed and driving the air from her lungs in a high-pitched squeak. Craig paused to grin up at her, pleased at her response before lowering his head again to nibble on the insides of her thighs.

Lily covered her mouth, mortified. Why can’t I have a sexy moan? she wished silently before a sudden lick pulled another squeak from her throat. “Stop teasing me!” she pleaded.

“As you wish.”

Craig attacked her pussy in earnest, focusing on licking and sucking her clitoris. Lily boiled, her body rocked by a magnitude of pleasure she had never felt before. His arms encircled her thighs to control her as she writhed under his ****. Craig was overeager and repetitive, but Lily could feel his earnest desire for her.

She knew how desperately he wanted to ravage her. She could feel it in the tension in his arms, in the rhythmic pressure from his shoulders as his hips twitched below him. But through it all, he held back. He remained tender and focused entirely on her, to make her first time gentle.

Lily finally accepted, with her whole heart, that this man she loved was trustworthy; that he wouldn’t hurt her. She let go, opening herself fully, body and soul. Ecstasy swelled over and through her, more than she had ever known was possible. Lily swan-dived into the approaching climax and drowned in it.