You have 20 minutes

It still felt wrong looking at his aunt’s face every time he passed by a mirror, but as Cal finally found himself adjusting to the new body the Great Shift had gifted him, he was starting to come around to the benefits of being a grown, healthy, and (it was still a little hard to admit this about what was once a close family member’s body) attractive woman.

Instead of thinking about all the things from his old life he’d miss out on, Cal found his mind drifting to all the things he’d experienced for the first time as a woman since the Shift. As emasculating as it felt to admit it, most of them were sexual: His first female orgasm, a few weeks post shift after he gave into his body’s needs and finally started masturbating, a male athlete on TV finally pushing him over the edge. His first hookup, a few weeks after that. He had never had much luck with girls in his old body, but he was secure enough to admit now that flirting was a lot easier from his aunt’s body than it had ever been as a guy. Although, he wasn’t exactly going after the same people he used to - he made sure to keep this part of him hidden from his family, but he had noticed his tastes changing to something a lot more age and gender appropriate for his new body. Girls were doing nothing for him anymore, while the thought of a mature man that still kept his body in shape practically made him wet just thinking about it. 

In fact, if he played his cards right, he might have just enough time before his family came back home from the movies to satisfy himself with a quick hookup with one of his new flings, a female classmate of his that had ended up in the body of her track coach. Smiling, he pulled his shirt off to send her a selfie with his best assets on display, quickly following it with a text he knew would get her attention: “You have 20 minutes to get over here before i get started without you…”