*Editors note: All characters in this are 18 and older. This is my first publishing and would love to see your input so I can improve on things.*
It was a warm afternoon, with a breezy undertone, and I was walking back from my college lecture about Thermodynamics which had completely turned my brain to mush. All those assumptions and rules to follow made my head spin thinking about it, but was a distant memory from about fifteen minutes ago when lecture was let out. The screen of my phone had my eyes in a trance from the recent discoveries that had been made in the city recently, talks about extraterrestrial life. What with how atmospheric disruptions and sightings of meteor fragments made, it had begun to turn heads of conspirators and skeptics all over.
Of course I was heavy into this type of stuff seeing that I indulged in a lot of alien films and documents, maybe even some erotic fantasies occasionally, so this had definitely gotten my attention. To think that alien life is on this planet, who knows what missions it has to accomplish... that I would never think would involve me. With a jangle of my keys I opened the door to my apartment slinking into my humble, yet perverted, abode. It wasn't something to marvel at but it was a roof over my head so I couldn't complain, at least there was enough room to store some collectables and naughty personal items.
My reflection in the mirror had caught my gaze, smiling back to me as I looked at her, seeing how well I was coming along. It had only been a little over a year since I had started hormones for my transition and I was loving the results. My already plump ass was now shaping itself along with my hips to give that "childbearing" look, not to mention my boobs gaining a lot of volume from how they were just man tits to others. Overall my body was becoming more feminine with small hints to my old self peeking through could be seen by people but did not have much dysphoria on myself because my transition was my own and no one else's.