I have always been attracted to men, yet I had never found sex with a man to be completely satisfying. I have always been a bottom, and have never wanted to be top, yet I always felt something wasn't quite right. This made me very frustrated, and one night, when I saw a shooting star, and I wished things would get improve, and fell asleep. I woke up feeling dizzy and strange. The bed seemed huge somehow, and as I moved I sensed my body was different. I lifted the blanket to take a look. I could not have been more shocked. Instead of the body of a man, I now had the body of an 8-year old. Specifically, an 8-year old Indian girl. I jumped out of bed. In the mirror in front of me, I could see my naked body: hairless, not a trace of masculinity anywhere, and with a slit between my legs. I got up immediately and examined my body. yes, no doubt about it, I was now a prepubescent girl. I still couldn't believe that, between my legs, there were no dangling bits, that I was smooth except for a slit that was no doubt just like the vagina of any other young girl. I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body. My legs became longer, and my previously tiny nipples became pointy, my areolas grew bigger, and my nipples started to rise from my previously flat chest. My legs became shapelier and more supple, and a few hairs started to grow between my legs. I was experiencing puberty as a girl! The two mounds on my chest were by now sizable breasts, and still growing. My waist was narrow, my hips were full, my arms were slender, and everything about me was soft, smooth and exquisitely femenine. My body stopped changing. I was now a beautiful young Indian woman. I took a step, and nearly fell. I certainly wasn't used to feeling my hips wiggle and the jiggling of my news, gorgeous breasts. I opened my wardrobe and found it to be full of women's clothes - my clothes now. I decided to try them on. I discovered I was now a cup D. I put on panties, a bra and a sari. I remained barefoot, after all I now had beautiful small feet. I saw there was a note on my desk. I picked it up, and all it said was "Are you ready to meet your husband?" "Yes..." I whispered in decidedly femenine tones. The door opened, and a man came in. He was a muscular, lean Indian man, broad chested, very masculine and attractive. And stark naked. And with a thick, very erect penis. He smiled. I desired him very badly, and I felt my nipples become erect, nad I felt myself getting wet between my legs. I didn't know what to say. "I can smell your wetness," he said. "I can smell your body getting ready to be deflowered. Don't worry - after we have sex, you can choose whether to go back to being a man or remain as my wife." "What if... what if I don't want you inside me?"
I sounded so femenine... worse, I sounded seductive.
"I COULD force your legs open and do it anyway. But you know you want me."
I nodded. I could not deny it, I could feel my pussy lubricating itself for my man. He French kissed me, and took off my sari. He kissed my calves, my neck. I never knew a woman's body was so sensitive. It felt great as he caressed my smooth, shapely, hairless legs. He took off my bra and started caressing my breasts. I felt spasms of pleasure, it felt like electric shocks, and my groin tingled with desire. I could no longer resist - I opened my legs wide. He grabbed my thighs, and went into me. It felt incredible - I felt I was being ripped apart, and it felt so, so good to feel his member sliding inside my wet vagina. I felt his member become even bigger, and I knew he was about to orgasm. I wanted his sperm badly - and then he orgasmed. I screamed as I orgasmed myself - it was incredibly intense. He kissed me.
"So - do you want to live as a woman? Do you want to be my wife and have me inside you every day?"
I closed my eyes - yes, I wanted to be his woman, to have tits and a pussy, to have a slit instead of a penis. Today, I am the happy mother of his three children. Best of all, every day, when he gets home, we get in bed and I open my legs wide for him.
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