So unreal

“God, this is so unreal…” Alex thought to himself as he looked at his reflection in the phone screen, checking his makeup for any flaws. It had only been three months since the Great Shift had swapped his body with his aunt, but he was already slipping into her routines like he had been a woman his whole life. The clothes had been the first hurdle - All the stores had been closed in the chaos of the shift so he had no choice but to drown in his old body’s now vastly oversized shirts or pick from the outfits she had brought with her, mostly dresses and tops designed to accommodate her generous bust. 

He had started wearing makeup about a month in at the suggestion of his aunt, something about how it was a skill he’d have to learn as a woman eventually, so why not now - He had resisted at first, but after she wore him down into trying a light coat it had become a guilty pleasure of his to do in private. It wasn’t exactly manly, but he had to admit it made him more comfortable with his new face. He took turns highlighting his new features: her eyes one day, her soft lips the next, feeling the butterflies in his stomach when he’d combine the look with one of his aunt’s dresses. 

The last challenge was a bit more of a leap - Dealing with his new sex drive. Within a few hours of the shift, his aunt’s body was already starting to demonstrate exactly why she had never been without a boyfriend for long: she was insatiable. He had been completely straight as a man, something he had been shocked to find was no longer the case the first time he tried to watch porn to take care of his body’s new urges. It didn’t matter that his mind still liked women, he felt it the second he saw the male actor penetrate his favorite pornstar: He didn’t want to fuck her, he wanted to be fucked just like she was. Suddenly, it all clicked in his head. He was still completely straight, that just meant an entirely different thing as a woman than it did as a man.

Three months later, here he was doing something he had never thought he’d want to do: Getting ready for a date with a man. Scratch that, getting ready for a date with a man that he desperately hoped would end with him facedown in his date’s bed, getting fucked until he couldn’t think straight. He bit his lip, already smiling at the thought. He had a lot of catching up to do.