A Wonderful Awakening

The sensible thing to do would have been to stay in, go to bed early and hope I was back to normal in the morning but I was still feeling warm inside with sexual, sensual longing for something I didn't yet know (other than to fuck myself which I obviously couldn't do!) Making my mind up I decided to venture out and walk down to the local shopping centre, I had a few things I needed anyway and it would give me a chance to experience a bit more of life as this totally captivating (to my eyes at least!) creature. It being a warm, though overcast summer day I selected a medium length crimson skirt and a sleeveless black t-shirt that looked like they would go together (only afterwards did I realise that I had even considered coordination at all – it was obviously not just my body changing here I grimaced to myself). Unwilling to risk heels, and appearing to have smaller feet than Alex I slipped a pair of flat sandals onto my feet and stepped up to the mirror to inspect my work. The overall look was decorous whilst showing off some cleavage but the hair was amateurish I decided and glanced at the dressing table before spotting what I was after – a tortoiseshell hair clasp Alex often wore. Gathering my hair together I piled it up on the back of my head and loosely held it in place with the clasp; as I did so I exposed the soft curve of my neck from my shoulders up to my ears – unpierced I noticed with a pang of regret. Finally satisfied with the result I headed downstairs and picked up wallet, phone and keys without thinking before realising I had no pockets. A quick dash upstairs to Kate's room again unearthed a soft canvas handbag which neatly took the items. Smiling I remembered all the girlfriends I had had teasing me over my reluctance to look in their bags – I suppose they may have had more in theirs but I was still uneducated to the requirements of tissue, lipstick, powder, tampons and discrete vibrators!

Locking the front door behind me I clocked a surprised glance from the young mother over the road and waved at her, I must get to know her I thought before realising – I had lived there for 2 years without saying more than good morning before.