You explore yourselves and eachother

The sexual energy in the room is palpable. For a long moment you just stare at your new slit. You're not yet able to reconcile this as your own body. It still feels like you're looking at the body of some hot young girl who you'd love to meet. You move your hips and this girl moves her hips. You put your hand on your thigh, not yet brave enough to explore your sex. Even your hand has changed, your main tool for interacting with the world has become small and dainty.

As you're looking at your hand Samantha has recovered enough to become mobile, crawling her way over to you. When she arrives she pulls you into a big hug that becomes a strong embrace on the basement floor. Both of you clutching your new bodies to each other, holding on for dear life. One or both of you crying as you're hit with waves of emotions and feelings.

You don't know who started it first, maybe both of you, but your faces soon find each other and you're now kissing. The sensation of soft lips on soft lips is amazing, the simulation didn't do it justice. Your gentle embrace turns to frantic exploration. Samantha clutches your breast and tweaks your nipple. You break off the kiss to let out a gentle moan and Samantha takes this as an opportunity to move her mouth down to your other nipple. Oh god, is this what a woman's nipple feels like? You were a fool for ever neglecting them before. Electricity shoots from them simultaneously to your head and your new pussy.

You can feel the female equivalent of an erection coming on. It's different but also in some ways similar to the feeling you used to get with your cock. The blood flowing down there is familiar but with none of the tension. You feel foreign sensations as your warm opening becomes wet with desire. As a woman the experience is so much more... Intimate. A man's organ is separate, a little buddy almost with a mind of it's own. It felt good of course but compared to a woman it's like having sex by mail. Your new sex is so much more integrated with the rest of your body, as if every inch of you is in communion. Samantha's soft lips on your nipple, her thigh gently rubbing against your new mound, your soft and smooth legs entangled. It all felt connected in a way that clumsy male sexuality just didn't.

You're laying flat now, letting the newly minted woman continue to take the lead. Her mouth is hooked onto your left nipple, left hand groping your right breast her left hand reaching as she moves to a kneeling position to create some separation. Reaching... Reaching... Reaching...