Blonde and horny

Before you even open your eyes you notice how different you feel. You feel good, strong and healthy in a way you haven't felt in years. You are free from all the usual aches and pains that a man your age has to deal with. Breathing deeply you smell freshly mown grass and the distant aroma of baking bread. A mix of scents that take you back to your childhood, before the environment went to hell and people still had lawns to mow. You open your eyes blinking in the brilliant sunshine and take in your surroundings.

You expect to wake up in a hospital or a clinic like the one you were just in but instead, you find yourself in a comfortable bed in a perfectly ordinary bedroom. There is a vase of fresh flowers on a dresser and a large wardrobe in the corner. However, it's not the decor that grabs your attention as you sit up and brush your long blonde hair out of your eyes.

“Holy crap!” you gasp throwing back the comforter to reveal your new body “I have tits!

Those sons of bitches turned me into a girl.”

For all their talk about giving you a new body, it had simply never occurred to you that you might end up as a female. You give your new breasts a squeeze still not quite believing they are real. You can feel the soft warm weight of them and more bizarrely you can feel them being squeezed.

“Okay, those are the real thing alright" you mutter “and damn big too…”

“Only a D cup” you find yourself thinking “That’s not so big really.”

You shake your head wondering where that had come from. Your hands continue roaming over your smooth skin exploring every curve and line of your voluptuous form.

“Mmm, that feels pretty good.” you think feeling your new equipment warm-up “I love how this feels. I’m so glad they made me a girl…”

“Wait, that doesn’t sound right,” you say confused “I’m a guy, aren’t I?”

Your probing fingers reach your soft hairless pussy and you gasp as you stroke it.

“Oooh no, definitely not a guy.” you give a girlish giggle.

You've never giggled in your life but it feels perfectly natural, as natural as your probing fingers slipping between your moistening folds to find the sensitive button of your clit. Your gasps turn into full-throated moans as one hand returns to toying with your breasts. It's been a good few years since you've pleased a woman longer still since there was any woman other than your wife but it seems there are some things you never forget. Your slim fingers tease and caress the memories of past lovers guiding you. Tension builds in the pit of your stomach, pleasure rising within you, your hips bucking wildly, a wordless cry echoing in your ears as your body explodes in ecstasy.

"Oh god," you pant aftershocks of delight still shivering through your body "Is it like that every time?"

You've been with many women in your long life and you like to think you were a skilled and considerate lover. Certainly you never had many complaints but you never really gave much thought to how it felt for them beyond wanting them to enjoy it. Now you can't help imagining what it would be like to be on the receiving end of some of the things you used to do to girls.

You picture yourself being held down by a strong man as he claimed you, your wife always used to love that.

You recall taking a girl from behind in front of a full-length mirror, mmm, that would be nice.

You remember the girl that used to do that thing with her tongue and give a wicked laugh as you imagine making a lover squirm the same way she had to you.

Your body tingles with the memory of past pleasures and the promise of future delights but before you can drift back into enjoying your new body a musical chime interrupts your erotic reverie.

"Eek!" You squeal, snatching your hands away from yourself.

Blushing like a naughty school girl you look around for the source of the alarm. It takes a moment but you soon notice the message displayed on the room’s smart mirror.

"Welcome new citizen of Terra 2" it reads in large friendly letters "please report to your designated community liaison for orientation and work assignment."

“Work assignment?” you read out loud “Oh yeah, the job was part of the deal too.”

You’d thought they might have let you have a few days to get your bearings but looks like they want to get right down to business, whatever business that might be...