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further until I was resting my palms on my hips. I was hot and wet, still turned on from the dreams.
    This female body, my body now, had more than just the strange dreams that marked it as unusual. She was also much more sensitive. My fingers felt as though there were electrodes attached to them. They left trails down my skin, trails of fire that settled into my flesh and then joined the growing heat under my belly. The heat was driving me deeper into my fugue, my eyes closed and the warmth of my blankets making me relaxed, loose and even hotter.
    I left one hand down below, stroking at the swollen lips down there. The other wandered over my belly and then back to the lofty peaks that quivered on my chest. I kneaded and rolled my heavy breasts, my hand and wrist busy at them. I gasped whenever I happened to stray across one of my engorged nipples, the sensations beyond anything I had ever felt as a man.
    The first time I’d felt this, I’d fought it. A woman’s desire, a woman’s pleasure weren’t things I could easily deal with. To be so overwhelmed by the needs of this incredibly feminine body had felt like an attack on my male mind. I’d resisted the urges until I was almost panting with them before entering Jessie’s bedroom for the first time.
    I smiled now as I thought about it, my hands easy and free on my now-familiar curves. I’d been so nervous and ashamed, but there had been nothing I could do to stop the need pushing me to him. Jessie had already been asleep and I’d stood there staring for a long time. I remembered that I had been so aroused that I could feel the wetness from my groin drip streaks down the inside of my delicate thighs. I’d felt ridiculous and so very horny.
    I hadn’t been sure what to do then. Today I circled the hard nub of my new clitoris, rubbing gently while I thought back. At that point, I’d held out for two days and there just weren’t any other options left open to me. Masturbation worked, but had only offered short-term relief before the desire had surged back even stronger. Somehow, I’d known that relief lay with Jessie. I’d finally let the robe slip off me and then I’d slowly worked my way into his bed. I’d been clumsy since I hadn’t been used to my body at that point, so I’d taken my time. Soon enough, though, I’d been in bed next to him, my soft curves just a breath away from his skin. Jessie slept naked, and the sight of the flat planes of his spare body had sent the desire for him even higher. I’d felt dizzy, as if running a fever.
    The combination of my heat, our combined breathing and our skin-to-skin contact had brought Jessie slowly out of sleep. I’d seen him focus on me, and then I’d watched confusion spread across his face. I’d touched his lips softly and said, “Please. Please, just…I have to, Jessie. There’s something in the magic, and…I have to.”
    Jessie had continued to look confused and scared but his body had certainly reacted. The urges driving me had made me bolder than before. I had put one tiny hand on his belly, just above the point where the rough hair started, and I had whispered again, “Please.”
    He had reached out with a trembling hand and had touched the side of one of my enormous tits, and I had closed my eyes and moaned as I moaned now, remembering. Then as now, the heat had filled me, driving me to act. I’d pushed myself closer, stretching my incredible body against his, and then I’d reached down to find the hard shaft that I’d needed so badly.
    I panted wildly as the scene from my past dissolved into random bursts of images. There had been so much sex in the last five years, from both sides, and I knew what worked for this body from the inside out. I slid a pair of fingers in, curling them to brush against the rough tissue at the top of my inner cavity while I kept rubbing my palm against my clit. I shivered while waves of mingled heat and cold wracked me.
    The waves ran through me quicker, closer