Where No Man Has Gone Before

She reached out, and gave my breast a couple of playful squeezes and backed up a couple steps.

"Be very careful standing up, everything is going to feel out of balance for a while."

I tried to stand in my new form, didn't make it on the first try though. She held out her hand and steadied me. I made it! Look I'm standing! The gap between my thighs was truly strange, it felt like my ass crack came all the way through my legs to my tummy. I took a quick peek at my back door and what a fanny, my butt felt like it was being spread apart just standing there.

"That was the easy part," she said, "don't turn fast, or move fast. Not everything stops at the same time anymore." (Especially cause I'm still naked).

She wasn't kidding there! I now had more jiggles and wiggles, swinging and swaying than I could keep track of. Even with her holding my hand, I was walking like a drunken sailor. Good thing it was a small ship. Every time I took a step, the sensations would flood in. My labia didn't just stay still either. There was just the slightest movement between them, due to their moistness, and my reveling in the stimulus. I walked 25 heavenly feet with her over to the Pilot's seat. I sat in the seat on her left. Trying to regain my senses, I just watched her face as she worked, entranced. After a while she blushed and asked me why, was I only looking at her? Didn't I find the ship or controls Interesting?

I apologized and said, "I just have never been able to spend much time with a woman as beautiful as you."

She seemed to finish what she was doing and got a strange crooked smile on her face.

She said, "You stay there just a minute," and trotted away, only to come right back holding something in her hand.

"I want to show you something," she was holding a mirror.

I looked so much like her that we could have been twins. Of course, I'd have to be the 'Big' sister.

"Do you like it?"