Time Bided Successfully

"Please don't do this. You can't leave me like this!" Kelly pleaded, pausing to cough violently.

"No can do sweetie. I've been waiting for this. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time." Richard, the man now in her body said.

The subway began to slow down and Richard stood, uneasy on his new legs.

"Didn't really expect to be a girl but..." he trailed off, looking down and adjusting his new bosom "beggars can't be choosers, heh, literally."

The subway hissed and fully stopped, doors opening to let people out and more passengers in. Richard took one last look at Kelly in his body, barely able to stand.

"Just try and fall asleep. You might get lucky."

As Richard hopped off the subway and watched it speed away. He looked down at his new body with joy. When he had heard about the Public Transfer curse, he knew it was his last option. Being homeless was never his choice, but with the rising prices in New York, him getting laid off, and being unable to pay his bill, attributed to him sleeping out on the streets.

Not really thinking it would work, he used the last of his money to buy a couple months long Metro Card and just hopped on the subway. Eating scraps of food here and there and just letting himself drift off to sleep.

Around a month later of Richard continuing this routine, Kelly stepped aboard.

Kelly was young, just entering college and on her way home from a late night at the bar. She normally took a cab, but she didn't want to spend the fare to get home as she was a little late on rent. She didn't see Richard sleeping in the corner, so she assumed the car was empty and felt safe to catch some shut eye on the long ride home.

As Kelly drifted off to sleep, the curse began to work it's magic, switching the two's minds to each others bodies.

Now as Kelly, Richard happily used his new phone's Face ID to unlock it and use GPS to head to what was now his home.

Arriving inside the semi rundown apartment, Richard took inventory of everything first, resisting the urge to explore his new skin and instead taking priority over the important things. Luckily Kelly had passwords and account names stored in her notes on her phone. He also saw a schedule for the bar she worked at on there, along with some photos of who was presumably his new family.

"Oh no, this won't do," he spoke aloud in his sultry voice "with a body like this, I can be making tons more money. Looks like she was afraid to sell herself a bit more." Richard said, opening Kelly's laptop and making an OnlyFans account.

Now all that was left was to film a part he had been anticipating the moment he landed in Kelly's body. The exploration of his young flesh.

Upon pressing record, Richard stood in front of the phone and placed it in front of a mirror. Not only so he could record the whole experience, but he also wanted to check out his new body himself as he felt the new sensations it provided.

Strip teasing both the camera and himself, he slowly slipped off his top. Finding a plain white bra hiding his new breasts, he easily unclicked the it and let it drop to the floor, letting loose his new assets. Richard reached up and squeezed them in awe, unfamiliar feelings and hormones rushing through him as he did. He had already felt his new parts jiggling around on his way to his new home and as and moved about the apartment. From Kelly's impressive ass to her somewhat loose tits moving about under her top. Yet nothing compared to actually seeing them freed and feeling them send tiny pulses of pleasure through him as he touched them bare.

Tantalizingly he shivered while tenderly moving his painted hand down his new body, unbuttoning his designer ripped jeans and shimmying his sexy ass to slide them down his toned legs. A matching white pair of panties greeted him and he skillfully slipped those off as well. Cupping the mound between his legs with a feminine moan was like nothing Richard had ever experienced before.

Unfamiliar feelings washed over him and he closed his eyes to the welcome pleasure. His breathing became erratic and uncontrolled, the gasps airy and light, until he finally felt the building pressure release and a female orgasm shoot through him. His legs tensed and pulled themselves together, causing his knees to bend and him to collapse on the floor.

He lay there, legs occasionally twitching, body slightly spasming, awestruck by the power of what an incredible amount of pleasure the female body could bring.

Richard sat up, staring back into the camera with a look of pure bliss on his face before reaching up to cup his breasts. Smiling sexily as he did before moving a hand forward and hitting stop on the record button 

From what Richard had gathered upon finding out about the Public Transfer curse. It was still a mere myth spread by word of mouth, but amongst certain online communities it was a bit of a fetish to some. Richard intended on capitalizing on it.

He was right to an extent. His video of playing with himself for the first time began to make it's rounds, especially after people saw the title of said video. Richard claimed to be a "Public Transfer Victim" and people ate it up.

Looking back at his new face in the mirror while on his now bigger bed, Richard grinned, turning the vibrator up and letting out a yelp of pleasure as another orgasm began to build it's way up.

He never wanted to be a girl, but now he never wanted to go back.