Wow, My head was spinning, I had no male genitalia anymore, I had breast and I smelt lovely, a feeling I had longed for but was truly unprepared to deal with. I mean a fantasy is one thing, a reality is a whole other animal. I considered going back to bed to see if I was dreaming, a deep sleep leading to a deep and real dream, however when I reached inside my panties and my fingers caressed my slit and I became instantly wet, I knew it was not a dream. Oh my God what had happened to me, my mind was the same but my body, the one I had always used on earth was gone .There was no memory of the ghostly images from earlier, no heavenly thoughts but still I could remember being a man, with all that goes with it. Oh my God, what had happened to me? About then my movements must have aroused the staff because a Maid in a uniform knocked lightly and entered the room. "Oh miss Elsa, I am surprised to
see you out of bed, How do you feel.?" I stared at her for a long time and managed a weak,"I am fine!" "Don't worry miss, I will send for the doctor, we need to make sure you should be up/" and with that she turned on her heal and left. I guess that was good news of sorts . I was well enough off to have a servant, perhaps I was rich, who knew? Then the reality sunk in, Oh God what if I have a husband? Worse yet, what if I have a boy friend? What if I am a lesbian? Oh my God my head was spinning, I was sure I was a man,yet all indicators told me I was a woman. Was I having a sexual crisis?Dreaming I was a man yet I was a woman or was I man who had changed to a woman? I suddenly swooned and dropped to the floor out cold. When next I woke, there was a doctor with a stethoscope on my heart, listening as I opened my eyes. My eyes must have shown panic, because he looked at me and said, "Now Elsa, please remain calm, you were quite sick but it looks like you have turned the corner." I now had a grasp on the situation, apparently whomever I was I was deathly
ill and had come back to life and was quite lucky to be alive .I embraced life but was still in a major state of confusion. I knew from the doctors reaction I would live but as what? A lesbian, a queer, a woman to man relationship? I have to say as a fantasy, dressing as a female is very erotic but the reality of who I am is a real bummer. I drifted in and out of sleep, having sexual dreams, they always involved a
woman and me as a woman, so when I awoke, I was sure the fairer sex was my goal and desire. It took me several weeks to recover my strength and recuperate. During that
period I explored my new body, my most intimate palces and found myself pretty content with the new me.