Sounds interesting at least.

Sucking your cute fingers clean you sort of mumble, “It might be nice if I had a pretty little pussy.”

She smiles, “Oh goodie I love doing this.” She says grinning wickedly. She flips you over and clamps your head between her feet, immobilizing you then slurps your cock and balls into her mouth. Her suction increases till just like that your little guy is gone. Her tongue and fingers then set to work on you till she has created the most delicious looking tight little cunt. Her long tongue then starts working on your insides. She squeezes and pulls at your body and you hear bones cracking, muscles tearing, as you change fully into a woman. The entire time a wave of blissful energy flows through you and your little toes curl as what must be an orgasm ripples around inside of you like waves in an ever shaking tub of water. “There, that should do nicely.”

She drops you in a heap and you slump **** from all the effort. You wake to the sound of an old telephone. Blinking you search for the source. You find yourself under a thick black comforter on a very soft bed with lime colored sheets. Finally you find an iPad, rose gold, and turn off the alarm. You rub the sand from your eyes and notice your vision seems to have cleared up, no more glasses for you. The room you are in has a makeup desk with a mirror and a simple wooden stool for a chair. A closet with sliding doors and a laptop on the makeup desk are all you really see here, other than a door out, that is. Sitting up you look down on a completely unfamiliar body, yet it still feels like you. You are extremely skinny with almost non existent breasts, your nipples look very nice though, and feeling your little A’s is quite nice. Plus on your now sorta tall ish, maybe, self they look pretty nice really. The little barbells piercing them is a nice touch as well. With a sort of fearful sigh you stand and look in the mirror. “Holy shit, I am fucking hot as hell.” You exclaim, mouth agape. Your perfect slightly upturned nose has a little ring in the center, your sexy tongue has a pink capped stud, another little stud piercing is under the center of your sexy lips, still stained black with last nights lipstick, and your eye makeup is a mess all over your sexy face. Your hair isn’t exactly feminine, as it is nearly a butch cut, but the coppery red color really works. Looking down again you see you aren’t wearing a stitch of clothing.

A press of your finger unlocks the iPad and you have a calendar that says you are supposed to be at work in two hours. “Ha, one day as a girl and I have to work. Fuck that.” But it dawns on you that you might just be living a day as someone else. “Fuck, fine, so where do I work then?”