After what was possibly the most eventful morning of their entire life. Rook and Joan were able to come to their senses. As expected, Rook had some questions that needed to be answered, but Joan was prepared. She has been a fan of Rook's TG fiction for quite some time, and when she had perfected her body swapping method she knew he'd be the perfect guy to experiment with. Rook considered the situation and agreed that he probably wouldn't have willingly taken the drug had he known what could've gone wrong. He was actually a little angry at Joan about being kept in the dark. It didn't take much convincing to forgive her though. After all, she put her own body on the line too. She must've been confident it would work. And considering his fantasies had become reality, Rook supposed things could've been worse. Joan served up some breakfast. Burnt bacon and overcooked eggs. A little awkward, she apologized.
"Heh, I'm sorry. I've never been much of a kitchen queen. I hope you're hungry?"
Rook looked over the breakfast and appreciated the gesture. He took some bacon and put it on a slice of bread with some egg before taking a small bite.
"It's not that bad. I like crunchy bacon" he lied.
Joan could see in his facial expression that he wasn't being truthful, but she appreciated his kindness. Rook really was a good guy. Joan sat there, smiling while watching Rook eat her crappy food.

After breakfast they decided they’d go swimming. The weightless feeling was something they both wanted to experience in each other’s body. So the decision came almost naturally. Fortunately, Rook had packed some shorts that could double as swimwear. Joan packed the shorts, some towels, and some of her own swimwear for Rook. After taking a shower she got dressed and decided to watch some TV while Rook was getting ready. She sat down and a stab of pain between her legs made her jump.
"Ouch! What the fuck was that?" she yelped.
"You doing ok?" Rook asked from another room.
It took Joan a few seconds before she realized she just sat on her own balls. She facepalmed at her own idiocy and from behind her hand she yelled back.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I uhhh... I stubbed my toe! Are you almost ready?"
"Almost, I.. just need.. to get this stupid thing on..."
When Joan came into the room to see what the issue was, she could see Rook struggling with a bra. One of her favorites. It had a triple hook which gave great support and across the front there were cute straps crossing each other to merge together and go over the shoulders to the back. Not the easiest of bras to put on though. The hooks were misaligned, some of the straps were twisted and one of his boobs was stuck underneath the cup. It was adorable to see.
"Here, let me help you" Joan said in a gentle tone
"You have to put it on first, make sure the straps are correct, like this..."
She fixed the bra so it fit the way it was supposed to.
"And then you have to close the hooks behind your back"
After getting the bra on, Rook turned towards Joan and blushed.
"Thanks..." he said shyly. "I guess I haven't really had much practice with bras"
"Just wait until you have to put on your swimsuit" Joan chuckled. Joan drove the two of them to the swimming pool. It was quite a difficult task seeing as her legs were quite a bit longer.

But it came rather naturally after a few minutes. Rook spent most of his time looking out the window, absently crossing his arms in front of his chest, cupping his breasts. It was a pleasant, comforting feeling. At this point, it wasn't as much of a sexual act as it was because it was just... nice. When arriving at the pool, Joan got them two tickets and they entered a family sized changing booth. She took out Rook's swimsuit and showed it to him.
"Tadaa~ I made sure to pick an easy one for you, seeing as you're new to this and all."
The swimsuit she chose was a sleak black one-piece swimsuit. Rook blushed at the sight. He loved simple one-piece swimsuits a lot, it was one of his favorite things to look at during the summer days. He didn't say anything and took the swimsuit, almost reverently. He felt at the fabric and smiled. Joan and Rook started getting undressed and Rook could see that Joan still had a semi-hard dick. He knew that it wouldn't be much of an issue though. A semi-hard dick would still tuck into swimshorts just fine, and the cold water would take care of it soon anyway. He was pleased to see Joan struggling a little with adjusting her balls and dick to sit comfortably in her shorts. At least he wasn't the only one that didn't know exactly what to do with his new body. Rook, now fully undressed, pulled on the swimsuit. As he pulled it up, it became a little tighter around his thighs before slipping into place covering his groin. As he pulled the swimsuit higher over his waist, he could feel a pleasantly snug feeling between his legs. The stretchy nature of the swimsuit formed neatly around his curves and over his chest as he pulled it tight. He put his arms through the shoulder straps and adjusted it around his butt. Having so much butt was weird. The swimsuit covered most, but not all of it. It was like wearing underwear that was a little too small, but due to the lack of dick and balls, it wasn't uncomfortable at all. Joan pulled on the swimsuit at his torso and put her hand inside of it grabbing his boob. She gave it a little shove and then also did the other side. Before Rook understood what happened, he understood that it was indeed much more comfortable to have his boobs supported by the swimsuit like this. He blushed a little and felt at his boobs. Giving them a little adjustment to make sure everything was neatly held in place.
His hands explored down, feeling the slick fabric of the swimsuit covering his curves. When he reached his hips, he couldn't help himself. He felt at the smooth, neatly packaged, area between his legs.

Upon entering, they noticed the swimming pool wasn't very crowded. Just a handful of groups dotted around here and there. Rook and Joan searched for a secluded spot where they could swim and float around in the water. They found a spot and walked along the side of the pool. On their way, they passed a couple of good looking guys, flirting with some girl. One of the guys looked over at Rook and audibly, but not loudly, said "I wouldn't mind getting some of that ass baby". Joan heard it, and turned around. Rook tried to hold her back saying "it's fine, just ignore them", but Joan wasn't having any of it. She turned around and stared them down, visibly tense, muscles taught.
"Back off, asshole. She doesn't need some douchebag objectifying her!"
The guy was a bit taken aback. He didn't expect a response like that to a seemingly innocent remark. The girl the guys were flirting with smiled at Joan in a subtly approving way, though she didn't seem to mind the flirting guys too much. Joan gave her a gentle smile and a nod of her own. Joan then proceeded to wrap her arm around Rook in a protective gesture and softly ushered him along to their isolated spot. Here, they explored the effects of water on their new bodies. Joan was very amused by how her dick was flopping up and down as she bounced in the water, feeling it resist against the water, while Rook was enjoying the feeling of the water streaming across his skin and how streamlined the swimsuit was. But most of all, he was surprised at how floaty his breasts were. Every time he bounced, he was expecting them to extert downward weight like he had felt while walking. But they didn't. They softly bounced around almost weightlessly. While he was simply resting in the water, they even tended to be a bit floaty. After a while of playful flirting and gaining new experiences, Rook got out of the pool. For the first time ever, Joan witnessed what she looked like when getting out of the pool. Oddly enough, she was a bit mesmerized by the scene of him getting out, water dripping down his body. With the bright light from outside casting an almost reverent slihouette across him, she thought to herself... Damn I look good. She didn't say it out loud though. She was just going to give Rook another good fuck later. Rook sat down on the edge of the pool in a very manly way. Resting his elbows on his knees, he leaned forward and looked at Joan almost seductively.
"I can see you looking you know... Do you like yourself that much?" he said with a smirk.
Joan stammered, "all I can see is a beautiful person sitting in front of me" she recovered.
"Also, you don't have to open your legs like that. It's not like you're going to crush your nuts or anything."
Rook just smiled, but didn't change posture.
"Maybe I want you to look... Maybe I'm making something clear to you... Maybe, just maybe..."
Joan could feel the swelling in her swimshorts come on against her will. She thought of how she could stop it, but it was af is this thing had a mind of its own. And while she struggled to keep her mind away from inappropriate things, all she could think about was eating Rook out, right then and there.