His breasts expanded out another two cup sizes, to a rather feminine D-cup. His waist turned in another inch, as his hips expanded outward another tw...o inches. His arms and legs no longer shortened considerably, but they did get thinner. He felt his hair sink lower, down to his waist. His fingernails grew to a length of an inch and a half. His feet got smaller, shrinking to a size 6; he'd once worn a size 12 shoe. His voice raised even further up, until his Adam's apple all but disappeared. When the shimmering cleared my lovely tits were gone but I also had an erection. I began stroking it and the feeling was like I was half way to cumming again. I pumped away, not holding back, until I was again spurting. Surprisingly I came just as far and as much as my first time.This was way cool. It was like having a reset for masturbation. Change to her, get hot, and then I could wank off again.I grabbed the Pendant and changed back to a girl again. My pleasure button was still hard. This was my first time traveling alone. As a teenager, I felt great to be having an adventure of my own. I was always horny, and after a few hours, my cock was getting hard, for no apparent reason. I looked around and figured I could stroke one out under the blanket I had with me. I brought the blanket up over my shoulders, and below my knees, creating a tented area for my stroking. I pulled my gym shorts down to get my cock out. All the time thinking I had it all figured out. I had just began. All I could think was that that should have been me in your bed. Me, feeling your head against my opening, poised to be my first, a gift that I’d never even considered giving to another man. Me, resting down on your shaft, your length slipping into my depths, stretching me with your girth; the earthy tightness, fullness and warmth. Me, siting in your lap, my entrance tickled by your pubes with your cock all the way inside me. Me, meeting your lips with mine as you empty your balls in my womb,.