Flight Risk - Part 4

 I awoke to the sounds of birds chirping. For a moment, I forgot where I was, or who I was. But the memories rushed back. I was still in Alicia’s body, the girl from the airplane.

I groggily sat up, rubbing my eyes as I tried to shake off the last of my sleep. As I looked around the room, everything seemed to be in focus for the first time since waking up in this body.

I was a young woman.

The thought sent shivers down my spine as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My long hair cascaded down my shoulders in gentle waves, framing a delicate face with soft features and full lips.

I walked back and forth in front of the mirror, examining every inch of Alicia’s body. I traced my fingers over her face, feeling the smoothness of her skin. I ran my hands through her hair, feeling the silky strands slip between my fingers.

There was no hint of my own identity –the boy who was trapped inside this new body. It was as if I had always been Alicia.

But I knew that wasn’t true. Underneath this facade, I was still Tim.

What was I even going to do today? I had been so excited before about visiting London for the first time.

With a deep breath, I decided to embrace the day and explore the city.

But I needed to shower first. That much was obvious.

I walked into the bathroom and stripped off Alicia’s nightgown, looking at my naked body in the mirror. It was strange seeing myself as a woman, but it also turned me on.

I turned on the shower and stepped in, letting the warm water wash over me.

I ran my hands over slender neck and my breasts. Her breasts were soft and round in my palms, and her stomach was toned and smooth. I couldn't believe that all of this was now a part of me. My mind still couldn't fully comprehend it.

I slowly reached down and tentatively touched the area between my thighs. It felt strange. My fingers gently glided over the folds of skin before eventually finding their way to a small nub that elicited a gasp from me.

My other hand found its way back to her breasts, causing another rush of sensation through me as I gently squeezed and caressed them.

Before long, my fingers were moving faster and more urgently as I gave into the pleasure enveloping me. I found myself moaning softly, the sound echoing off the tiled walls.

This was something I had never experienced before. As a boy, I had only ever known what it was like to have a penis. And now, as Alicia, I had a vagina.

This was it.

I let out a loud moan as I reached my climax, my whole body tensing up before finally relaxing into a state of bliss.

“Holy shit…” I had actually experienced an orgasm as a woman.

I leaned against the shower wall, trying to catch my breath and process what had just happened. I took a deep breath, feeling the steam swirl around me as I closed my eyes, letting the water cascade down my back. It was terrifying, this bizarre new chapter of my life as Alicia —the woman whose body I had inherited inexplicably.