Exploring

Once Priscilla had gone, Brian picked up his phone and logged tentatively back into Tinder. He was stunned by how many male admirers he, or at least Brianna, already had. It was in the hundreds and climbing rapidly. He dared to look at some of the messages he was receiving. First of all there were a lot of dicks, both flaccid and erect, which grossed him out, while many of the messages horny guys were sending him were not much more subtle. Were men really that disgusting on the apps when confronted with a hot girl? He fiddled with the settings for Brianna and managed to change her sexual orientation from liking guys to liking girls in her account details. He then logged back out so he could go and get a proper look at himself in the mirror.

Brian couldn't stop staring at his own reflection. He was beautiful. A ten. Basically his own dream woman. Being so attracted to himself, or at least to the body he was currently inhabiting, was a strange combination of arousing and unsettling. He scanned the room thoroughly to ensure he was alone before going for a more intimate look at his transformed body. He slipped out of the clothes that had changed with him to accommodate his new figure, suddenly realising they were the only suitable thing he currently had to wear, and stood naked in front of the mirror.

If Brian still had a dick he would definitely have had a raging hard on right now. He began to caress himself gently, as if he had been given free reign to explore the body of a beautiful lover. He enjoyed the curves of his pert and peachy butt, cupped and fondled his firm and shapely breasts, then reached down and began touching his own pussy, which gave him recognisable but different sensations of arousal to those he was used to experiencing as a male. Soon he noticed his fingers becoming a little moist.

Brian had never really known what to do when fingering a woman and mostly relied on luck, but here he could very quickly get a feel for what felt nice and what was working best for him, gradually developing a technique that was highly effective in escalating the ecstasy. And so he stood there, getting off on watching a beautiful, naked woman masturbating in the mirror right in front of him, until he was gasping with pleasure and his juices were dribbling down past his fingers and spilling over his knuckles.

Once he was done and had cleaned himself up in the bathroom, Brian walked back to the lounge, preferring to remain naked while he was in this body for now at least, and decided to check his phone to see how Brianna was faring on Tinder.

The response to her was sizeable. Not to the same crazy extent as when her profile had been circulated to guys, unsurprisingly, but there were already dozens of women who seemed very keen to date Brianna. And some of them were hot. Like, way out of Brian's usual league hot. He wasn't sure how practical or ethical pursuing any of them might be, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to reply to a few messages and see what came of it.