A bit of a slut

It’s funny, Matt had never been very adventurous as a man, but now? he thought with a giggle, he was a bit of a slut. The Great Shift had hit when he was on a work trip to Miami, and suddenly, he had found himself in the body of possibly the most gorgeous woman he’d ever seen. 

He couldn’t help it though it all came so easy to him in his new body. He loved the attention he now got from men when he entered the room. A well placed laugh, a few sideways glances, and they were almost falling over each other to get to know her. Plus it didn’t hurt that the sex was fantastic. It’s like his new body was almost made for it, dripping with sexuality. His previously thin, unremarkable frame was replaced by generous curves, especially his bust, which he was particularly proud of, often wearing low cut shirts and revealing bikinis to get his desired effect on men. His hair too had gone from a mousy brown color to a stunning natural ginger, easy to pick out in a crowd. 

She smiled as she looked at her latest conquest, a well-hung investment banker whose private yacht she had charmed her way onto. She raised her drink to to her lips, fantasizing about how she would take his hand and lead him below deck, rewarding him for his generosity. She could already feel herself growing wet under her bikini, lubrication for what was sure to come next.

She was a slut, and she loved every second of it.