Mikaylas emergence - Chapter 8

The room spun around me, plunging me into the depths of my orgasm's throes. I screamed out in sheer ecstasy, the pressure inside me reaching the breaking point. My hips jerked upwards, slamming into my hand with a smack as I thrust my fingers vigorously inside myself. The force of my climax shook my entire body, causing my thighs to quiver as the intensity rippled through me.

It took several moments before I regained control over my breathing and heartbeat. My fingers slid out slowly, slick with my orgasmic cream. I didn't even know that I could feel such intense pleasure from a self-inflicted act. My newfound sexuality was overwhelming, but in the hottest way possible. My body craved more, it yearned to explore this newfound carnal desire. I couldn't wait any longer to quench the burning hunger inside me.

I slid off the bed and made my way over to my mirror, admiring the feminine curves of my transformed body. I cupped my heavy tits, feeling their firmness, running my thumbs over my nipples, causing them to pucker from pleasure. I took one of my tits in each hand, kneading them, feeling my arousal intensify. I continued to explore the eroticism that this new female body allowed.

I never anticipated how satisfying it would be to have a body with its own feminine needs and wants. My fingers teased my nipples, and I couldn't help but notice how different everything felt. The sensations rippling through me were unlike anything I had ever experienced in my old form. I slid my hands down over my hips, tracing the contours of my body, feeling its shape and form.