I have often thought how interesting it would be to experience just one day as a member of the opposite sex, just to find out what it's like from the female point of view, temporarily. Have you ever thought like this or is it only me?

Don't get me wrong here, i'm perfectly happy and content as a man but still i wonder what it would be like for a single day...

Awaking one morning to discover i now had luscious feminine curves would no doubt occupy my first hour in eager and very thorough self-exploration, swiftly hunting down my g-spot, then i'd be up and make myself ready to see what the world had in store for me today.

Or would i feel compelled to thoroughly clean the house before i left? Would i suddenly have the irresistible urge to phone lots of people and spend the day chattering away whilst munching on chocolate? Would i read my daily newspaper from the front instead of beginning with the sports pages?

Strutting down the street, i would smile, thrusting out my new-found chest and letting the world have an eyeful, wiggling my pert little bottom just that extra bit as they ogled me.

I know it and you know it, if i was a woman for just one day, i would be the biggest little slut that the world has ever seen, to be found in the back alleys with my skirt hitched high while i dived headlong into experiencing life from a new and fresh perspective.

Oooh i'd be such a tease but i wouldn't have the time to play games, i'd want to pack my day full of wild debauchery and exhilerating naughtiness. On the other hand, perhaps it's best that i never find myself in female form...i'd be far too much of a little minx.
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