Jason Becomes Jazmine Ch. 02

Still stunned Jason decided to take a shower before his roommate got home from work. He took his large blue towel and entered the shared restroom.

The light was bright for his eyes from sleeping for nearly three days.

Walking through the small house made Jason very aware of the added weight and sway of his new breasts.

When he pulled off the large white t-shirt off of his smaller body he was amazed at how nice his breasts really were.

He lifted them one in each hand surveying the size and weight of his new prizes.

He kneaded them gently then progressively more roughly discovering that they are far firmer than any he had ever fondled in his meager experience with woman.

His nipples were quick to respond to his ministrations and became rapidly erect and less sensitive by the second.

He pinched and twisted as he pulled them out from his body finding that the more he manipulated them the more excited he became.

He looked into his decidedly female face and realized he was very flushed about the face, neck and chest.

The woman in the mirror was panting slightly; it was as if he was staring at someone other then himself.

Smiling into the mirror he realized the girl had a marvelous smile; kind of impish.

The over all effect was of a cute very young woman with a secret behind the facade.

He watched the beautiful short haired blonde run her slender hand down her front across her flat stomach finding it much softer then he remembered.

The more Jason explored the more he felt he was a prisoner in someone else's body.

Last but not least he pulled the borrowed skimpy bikini panties down his sexy but hairy legs.

They were not as hairy as they were at one time; now primarily only hairy from the knee to the slim ankle he was staring at.

Then he looked at where his penis and balls used to preside and found only an unruly blonde bush.

The hair was so condensed that no amount of spreading and pulling could get him a good view of what was there now.

Jason decided he would have to at the least trim it down some; possibly even have to shave it.

At this point he was reluctant to think about what it was he was going to see. The slogan 'seeing is believing' seemed to fit the situation pretty well.

So he grabbed a pair of Robert's beard clippers and started shearing away some of the unruly blonde fluff between his legs.

Somehow using his fingers to probe and pull the swollen lips one way and then to the other made him feel that he was fondling somebody else.

Jason couldn't help but notice that he was dripping and practically drooling from his hole.

He also noted that he was emanating a strangely familiar scent; the scent of a sexually aroused woman.

"Holy crap" he said and was shocked at how musical and female he sounded.

As he trimmed he realized there was less surface area covered with hair then he first thought.

The hair between his legs was more long and curly then encompassing. Quickly skin that has never seen the light of day started to come into view.

He was now able to explore his new anatomy with as much enthusiasm as he could stand. The lips of the new pussy became very slick and hard to hold on to.

Curiosity quickly got the better of him and he started to explore more aggressively as his arousal started to get the better of him.

It didn't take long to find his hard erect clit. He was surprised at how similar the sensations were to rubbing directly onto the head of his lost penis.

The thick slick fluid flowed even more rapidly from his excited pussy.

He was huffing and puffing as he listened to his rapid heart beat and ringing hearing.

The muscles in his slender thighs and firm buttocks were throbbing and uncontrollably twitching.

He knew at that moment what was about to happen; but, He was none the less surprised when it happened.

The orgasm Jason experienced was leaps and bounds more intense than any he has ever experienced.

At that moment he realized the echo he could barely hear through his ringing ears was his melodic voice as he whimpered and almost screamed

during the euphoria of his first female orgasm. Jason was surprised that when he came to he was half laying on the cold tile still experiencing

the throbbing of his pussy and rectum. He just laid there as his eye sight and hearing started to return and took note of the differences

of a male release opposed to a female orgasm. The similarities were self evident.

The pressure release and fluid extrusion were similar; but nothing else was.

Jason couldn't remember his first orgasm as a boy in order to compare it to his first as a girl,

but for some reason he was convinced it was far stronger then a mans. As he neared orgasm he felt drawn into the moment more then ever before.

He felt the muscles and organs inside twitching and flexing on its own.

When the moment finally happened Jason was more surprised then he thought he would be.

It was no more apparent then when he stood up and saw his form in the mirror above the sink.

The gorgeous woman in the mirror looked ravishing all pink and flush with a definite look of satisfaction on her face.

He whispered "Damn girl that was hot."

Jason couldn't help but smile that impish smile and blush at the womanly feelings he was experiencing.

Jason could not help but think this was all a strange fever driven dream; but somehow he knew it was very real.

Time for a shower he thought; then as he started the water he thought

'What the hell, lets take a bubble bath for the first time since he was five years old.'

He filled the tub with water and some borrowed bath salts and scents from his buddy Robert's girlfriend's drawer.

He slipped into the tub and found he was far more sensitive to the heat than ever before but adjusted quickly enough

to relax and enjoy the scents and sensations he was feeling.

Jason decided he was going to try at shaving thinking it couldn't be much harder then shaving his face every day since he was seventeen.

First he started with his legs. Jason lathered up some of his favorite shaving gel.

His nose tingled with the familiar manly scent. He covered a pale white leg and pulled his razor up the side of his calf up to his knobby knee.

The first swipe did not go as he thought as he took a fair sized strip of skin with the hair.

Frustrated he changed the angle some and the rest of the hair went fairly smooth.

The second leg went better and he marveled at how smooth and shiny his legs were at that point.

It was amazing to him how something as simple as shaving made him gain some confidence so he decided to remove the hair under his arms as well.

Next, were the arm pits, so he lay relaxing in the quickly cooling water letting the arm hair soften some before trying to de-fur them.

He found the angles under the arms to be a challenge but not impossible. He couldn't believe he was actually still considering shaving his pussy.

Jason stood up and sat down in the corner of the bathtub ledge and put a foot up on the ledge next to his butt.

The first thing he noticed is that without testicles he was far more flexible.

The next thing he noticed is that his opening pussy caused a mixture of sensations to go through his body.

The first sensation was of fear of being seen splayed open like he obviously was. The next was the vulnerability he felt.

He couldn't really figure out why he felt that way.

He couldn't help but think it was a primal feeling similar to protecting your testicles in a soccer match.

Looking around and realizing he was completely safe in his home locked in his bathroom the sensation ebbed but did not fully leave.

He had trimmed the hair very close to the skin so opened up like he was Jason was aware that is hair was fairly sparsely spread out and fine.

Somehow the idea of cutting himself bothered him more than anything else particularly when he approached the more sensitive parts around his lips and clit.

By time he had finished his crotch seemed like it was on fire and the water was ice cold and the bubbles long gone.

He didn't know at the moment but he had spent nearly three hours in the tub.

Immediately when he got out he rubbed around his hairless body and marveled at how truly smooth he was, even the parts he didn't shave.

Jason once again looked into Robert's girlfriend's drawer to see if there was something to make the itch and burn go away.

All he found was some lotion and baby oil.

Baby oil was what he tried and found a little went a long way and had to dab and wipe for a time to get the access off.

With a cleansing breath he found he was nearly exhausted from a simple bath and grew a newfound respect for

those girls that spent time trying to be beautiful.

Jason pulled the borrowed bikini panties over his shaved body and found the satiny material to be wonderfully sexy against his bare female flesh.

He never felt so clean in his whole life and that somehow was comforting.

He then pulled his oversized T shirt over his moist body and noticed his erect nipples poking dramatically

into the T becoming nearly transparent with a good deal of pink shining through.

What Jason saw in the mirror as he combed his short hair was raw sex in the eyes and smile of the nymph looking back.

The sense of confusion was all the more overwhelming as he continually became convinced that this is real and maybe permanent.

Instantly he found himself near to tears as if someone close to him had died; and maybe someone had.