Just a few days left in this amazing vacation, here in Tres Grande Resort in Cancun, Mexico. It has been better than I expected and I made so many new friends, all people like me. I remember arriving with hardly any luggage as the resort provides for everything. The wonderful women who helped me in my transformation into Kayla for the week. I left my manhood at the door to the resort and will unfortunately pick it back up when I leave this weekend. I so enjoyed the swimwear, one and two pieces, while lounging near the pools. The cocktail dresses during dinner. And of course the evening wear during the nightly events. But most I think the clubwear, the leather, the latex, for the dance parties deep into the night. I became very intimate with some of the women, dancing nipple to nipple and grinding our crotches together. I would eat them out later in bed or be eaten, sometimes with three or four of us.

I'm so impressed with the quality of my transformation and of my dance and bed partners. I was told there are some real women in the resort as well, indulging in a lesbian lifestyle or perhaps giving it a try. But you can't tell the difference and no one is saying. Playing the part of a woman to the best of our abilities, keeping everyone wondering if we're real or transformed, is a kick I hadn't expected. I have no idea what they did to my crotch area, but I have not once cum as a man, not once did I have a hard-on. Yet I've cum many times as a woman, my prosthetic vagina providing all the pleasure I could handle. My only concern really is, how can I go back after this to become my boring male self again?

But I'm not worrying. Yet... And definitely not after winning the pool trivia today. I answered the most questions right and I won a level up makeover, whatever that is. But it had a 5000 dollar value. And I had to report to the spa right away. Oh, the spa, what a pleasure that has been the few times I've been there during the week. The pampering, the massages, the relaxing, even the gossiping have been eye openers. There's so much more to being a woman than just wearing a pretty dress.

So the thought of getting something so extravagant that it's worth five grand, in my favorite part of the resort, had me almost skipping to the reception area. They knew me there of course and they also knew I was there to claim my prize. I still had to sign a waver but they explained later when I was lying down that they would take me out for a bit as it would make the level up easier to process.

When I woke up from a wonderfully relaxing sleep I saw a woman sitting next to my bed. She was dark skinned and absolutely beautiful. She said her name was Priscilla and she had won the drawing under the staff and the prize was to introduce me in my new life. She started explaining what they had all done to level up my body.

Firstly, they had injected something in my ankles, shrinking some tendons and tightening up my calfs or something but it would allow me to easily walk in four to six inches of heels. Much better than the two inches max I had experienced thus far.

When I tried to say that I didn't have shoes that high, I realized my voice had changed as well. It was a woman's voice, and very sexy at that. She said they used the same shrinking stuff on my vocal cords. And answering my shoe question I learned that part of the prize was a new wardrobe that included many shoes.

They had also straightened my toes a bit so they would fit perfectly in open toed shoes. And my toenails were perfect. She showed me a little remote and playing with it the color of the nails changed to any color with any gloss possible. We eventually settled on shiny red. A quick glance showed matching fingernails although I've never had nails that long. A level up, she said, smiling.

Back to my legs. They were so smooth, they had worked on them in the spa earlier in the week but never this smooth. Priscilla said it was due to a laser that they had used. And not just on my legs but on my whole body and face. A quick check confirmed that my skin was silky smooth everywhere. And when I brushed over one of my breasts I felt it just as silky. But what was more, I felt the touch also in my breast, which was unfortunately missing with the breastforms they had provided when I arrived at the resort. She explained that the more expensive method was a silicone shape injected under my skin.

I started wondering now how permanent these changes were, in a few days I had to get back home, back to work. But before I could ask she explained that my nipples were so big and dark pink due to a tattoo process that they had applied while I was out. I didn't know what to say at that and while contemplating how to ask best I missed what she told me what they had done to make my waist so narrow, giving me a true hourglass figure on my now very wide hips.

But she kept going. Apparently they had used the shrinking fluid also on my testicles and my penis, so that it was easier to craft a fully functioning vagina over it. Extra sensitive, she said with a smile, while she barely touched me there. I had to suck in my breath to prevent a moan from escaping my mouth. And for good measure she brushed also along my anus, to show they had increased the sensitivity there as well. No way could I stop my first anal orgasm at that touch. I heard a woman in heat screaming only to realize it was me.

That's nothing, Priscilla laughed, feel this. And she plunged her tongue in my brand-new snatch. I was on instant fire, my body bucking by itself into her face, so her tongue would reach deeper. When she touched me where I suppose my clitoris would be, I orgasmed again, this time from my vagina. And I squirted right in her face, I could feel "my" fluids spraying from "my" pussy like a pressure washer and she eagerly lapped it all up.

When she pulled away I saw her face covered and she brought it to my face and her tongue now plunged into my mouth. She shared the fluids she still had in her mouth with me and the taste was delicious. When I wrapped my tongue around hers to extract as much of my own pussy taste I came again, this time from my mouth and tongue. When I finally came down from my high she explained that they enhanced my overall oral sensitivity as well.

She finally grabbed a mirror and showed me my face. I was beautiful with very expensive makeup, which she explained was tattooed on my face to make it permanent. My hair was long and ravenblack and my face tanned and I looked like a Mexican beauty with hazel eyes. I only now noticed that all of my skin had the same tan. No way would anyone ever recognize me as American. My passport, I stuttered, how can I travel back?

No worries, Priscilla promised, we have a new passport for you. She handed it to me and I realized right away it was Mexican. And when I opened it I saw my new name, Chiquita Rodriguez, female, born in Cancun, Mexico. You'll have to work however, she continued, in order to get the right visa to visit America. Work? I asked. What can I do?

Don't worry, Priscilla said again, you have a job at the neighboring Temptation Resort. It's for bachelors and couples only and you will be very popular with the guests. You're a level up from all the regular call girls.