Getting a glimpse

Sandra paused for a moment before she blinked a few times. She hadn't seen the transformations take place but her body had almost from the moment she swallowed the pill began to transform. It felt unlike any sensation she had experienced before but now, standing in front of the mirror, all of the doubts and anxiousness about becoming someone else faded away, replaced simply by the fact that, from the outside anyway, there was no way anyone would ever stop to think that the adult man standing in front of them had been, at one point, born a woman.

Now, as Sandra closed her eyes, it was time for her mind to catch up to the reality in front of her. (Note: From this point on, while Sandra's internal thoughts might still use that name, outwardly and even in expressions, Jason and masculine terms will be used.)

A knock, softly, caught his attention and a smile appeared on his lips. Without opening his eyes, he bade the person enter the room. A few moments after hearing the door open and then close, he felt someone stop next to him in front of the mirror. "Wow..." came a familiar yet oddly placed voice. "These pills do wonders."

"Heh, no kidding..." he whispered, still with his eyes closed but feeling the difference in his voice, the tone, even the mannerisms of how his lips formed the words. From the outside, he was certain it was like his uncle Jason was talking. Now, his mind finally beginning to register just how different things were, caught on to something. "How long has it been?"

"About an hour..." she trailed off, laughing a little at his apparent discomfort. "Care to open your eyes? To be honest, I didn't know I looked THIS good before."

Slowly at first, he opened his eyes and after a moment of adjusting, looked at the mirror. "Holy..."

The woman next to him brought a hand up to cover her laugh. "Yeah, that's what I was saying..." She patted him on the back. "Now, before you go off and do anything else, you know about your Aunt Melissa, yes?" Seeing the blank look on his face, she sighed and nodded. "Of course you don't....let's just say, she's the definition of hypersexual. She needs to have it, pretty much every day. She's a very loyal woman so she won't cheat but she's almost always primed and I barely kept up with her on most days."

Sandra just blinked at the young woman who shrugged her shoulders and primped herself in the mirror, thinking back to all of the sleepovers and family get-togethers where they, by virtue of being the few girls in the family, often spent time sleeping in the same bedrooms. "Whenever we were over, she never revealed that side..."

"Oh yeah, because being a wanton whore is perfect. I fucked her twice before you came over and often had to service her several times during your visits." She sighed and shook her head. "It almost became unbearable after a few years. Toys are something but they can't handle the physical connection. It's just something that a hard cock needs to take care of." She laughed. "Funny, I had a hard time saying that word before but now it just rolls off my tongue. Cock...cock...." Sandra looked down at his member, noticing how even in its flaccid state, it seemed both unusually long and heavy. "Just wait until she gets a hold of that, though you're much longer and thicker than I was. I bet BULL made you able to pump gallons too...which is good, she's a cumwhore. Loves the taste, can't get enough of it."

He blinked a few times after getting dressed and walked out to the kitchen, watching as she got dressed too in a summer dress that she bought earlier in the day. "By the way, who is this woman?"

She looked over at the screen.

"That's Kayleigh Hatcher, my Administrative Assistant. She's also the one that wants your cock the most right now, after Melissa." Mikaela tilted her head to the side and Sandra fought the overwhelming urge to look at her breasts. "She's 36, been with the company since she graduated from college and worked her way up. She's married but that's not stopped her from trying to get me...well, now you I suppose."

"Well, I know where to start after Melissa." He laughed a bit at the wink Mikaela gave him. "Where you going?"

"Where else, I've got a plane to catch, need to get home to that man of mine..."