I closed the door of the camper and laid down in bed. Understanding these new feelings I was having, like when I almost cried from peeing my pants, was tough work.

I still didn’t fully understand what my body was telling me, and there was a particular sensation to touching others, like holding hands… It felt like electricity was coursing through me. I felt… sensitive?

Certainly more than when I was male…

I shuddered at the words. When I was male. I was already thinking, separating in my head, that I was now a woman. I had been trying not to think of it—when it happened in that strange dream yesterday.

But now I was face to face with wants and needs I’d never even considered before.

This new sensation was like an old one I’d had in the past—but certainly different in its own way. It was like a yearning for touch, but instead of a specific place, it was all over my body in an ache.

In other words, I think I’m horny—or whatever a girl would call it.

I could tell I was wet between my legs, and it wasn’t from pee. It was a strange feeling. I just instinctively knew that, even though it was my first time feeling such a thing. I reached up, behind my back, and tried to unclasp my bra, having a hard time with it, until I realized I had to stretch it apart first, and then it came undone.

I threw the lacy thing to the end of the bed.

I guess this had to happen sometime—especially if I needed to have a baby to get rid of this affliction—

I had to look at my new body.

I raised my shirt over my breasts to get a good view of them. The first thing I noticed was that they were quite shapely, perky even. I cupped my left breast with my right hand—there was no sag to them, and it felt good to the touch.

The areola was pretty normal, a little on the bigger side. I remember I had big areolas as a man, so it wasn’t too surprising. I traced a circle around them—and felt that electricity again.

They felt way better to touch than when I was a man…

My nipples seemed to be pretty normal for a woman. As I traced a circle around them they got stiff and pointed straight out, very pronounced. I cupped my other right breast and felt it, I even gently flicked the nipple and savored the feeling it gave, satisfying the ache I had to an extent.

I touched the very tip of my nipple, it was almost too sensitive! Without meaning to, a small moan escaped my mouth as I played with my breasts.

My heart was racing already—but I felt it jump up to my throat as I thought about looking at my own vagina… For now, let’s just touch it.

No need to be hasty, right? Right?

I lifted up my butt and went under my skirt, pulling down my panties to my knees. I flipped up the dark purple skirt and gingerly placed a hand on it… it felt naughty, like I was doing something I shouldn’t.

I traced a finger around it. It was definitely swollen a bit, not flat, and then spread my legs open. I felt the outer labia. I traced to the inside and felt the inner labia. Right above… that would be the urethra, and above that… I gulped, spreading my lips open and feeling another shot of electricity course through my body as I traced higher from that. That was certainly the clit, a swollen lil’ bean in a boat.

I rubbed it for a few minutes, small gasps escaping my mouth as I felt myself ache even more. This was way more intense than when I was a male, that’s for sure…

I made the mistake of getting lost in it—the door opened, and I shot up, snapping my legs shut and trying to pull down my shirt.

Audrey was in the doorway, mouth agape.

She stepped in and closed the door quickly behind her. I just looked at her, red in the face, and head hung low. She walked over to her bed and grabbed a sweatshirt, then she walked over to me… and stood there. It felt like minutes, but it couldn’t have been more than a second.

She grabbed me under my chin and led me to her lips, I closed my eyes.

Stealing a kiss from me.

It felt amazing, it felt right and good, to feel her soft lips on mine—she slipped her tongue in, for just the briefest of moments—

Then she turned and left out the door, closing it behind her as if nothing happened.

Without a single word.

Talk about too much stimulation…

I pulled up my underwear and turned onto my side, feeling frustrated.

“So she meant it like that, huh…” I said in a whisper to myself.

She did say she liked me.

I closed my eyes. I really was tired, I hadn’t made that up, and I hoped I would just drift to sleep. This didn’t happen, instead, with my eyes closed, I replayed the feeling of being kissed over and over again.

Her soft lips—like a bolt of lightning to my brain. Her tongue—just enough to want to feel more.

I could feel myself getting more and more turned on, hot, and bothered.

My fingers found their way downwards, I started rubbing my clit with my eyes closed, replaying that feeling of being kissed.

= = =

I found myself in a black and white room with a black and white desk—like it was an old movie. On top of the desk was a girl, a young girl, her skin pale and hair a bluish black. She was the only color in sight. I’d seen her once before, last night when I was asleep. When I was afflicted by the frog.

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“Why’d you let me get attacked last night?” I could hear my own feminine voice again and tried to ignore it.

“It’s all for the greater good—you see, I’m your future daughter,” she smiled, an enduring, innocent smile of a young girl. “I’m Jabell, and you’ll be my mother—if you give birth to me. That, or always be a woman.”

More than a few questions ran through my mind, but they were slow in my sleep. All I managed to say was: “What?”

“It’s my resurrection!” she yelled with glee, laughing. “Aren’t you happy to see me, Morgan? You’ll give birth to me, the miracle of life, in four months' time. Or… should I call you Mom?”

“Please, don’t call me mom! Morgan is fine… but who are you? Why do you talk like it’s already happened?”

“Because I just know you’ll do it for me. Aren’t I worth it? And you want to become a man again, right? It’ll be easy, you just gotta find someone to inseminate me!”

“Please, for the love of god, don’t say that!”

I felt woozy just hearing it.

“All the eggs you have in your ovaries, they're all versions of me! It doesn’t matter too much who the father is, don’t worry. I’m a very special child.”

“Yeah, you’re special all right…”

“I’m a Moonchild, I suggest you remember that.” She puffed her cheeks out, pouting.

“Why me?” I asked.

“Because you’re a good person?”

“What a lame characteristic, and why do you sound so unsure?!”

“Because you were destined for this? I kid, of course. I didn’t pick. Ask the vision that afflicted you, why do they attack anyone?”

That was a wonder of the new world, why afflictions target specific people… and where they came from, for that matter.

“Well, looks like times up—”

I woke up, startled. Audrey had just opened the door, I could see that it was pitch black outside.

“I didn’t mean to wake you, sorry.”

“No, thank you… I was having a bad dream,” I let out a huge yawn and laid back down, pulling the covers up. “Audrey?” I said in a low voice.

“Hm?”

“Could I… share your bed, tonight?”

“Hmm—you can share my bed every night if you want.” I heard her sit down on her bed in the darkness. “Come,” she said, patting the bed as she laid down.

I got up and felt my way to her bed in the dark—she was pushed up against the wall, making room for me in the tiny bed.

“Thanks for lending me your clothes,” I said, laying down next to her in the cramped space. I snuggled up next to her breasts and wrapped my arm around her.

I could feel her heartbeat, it was steady, while mine was racing.

She wrapped an arm around me, and slipped it up to my shirt, trailing lines across my back with cool hands.

I raised my head up and kissed her chest, trailing upwards to her neck. She let out a low moan as I stayed there, kissing her smooth skin, and moved her hand to my breasts, playing with the nipples, slightly twisting them, tracing circles around them.

Audrey pushed me down on my back and straddled on top of me, kissing me lightly, several times, then opening her mouth. I accepted her tongue and stuck out mine as they intertwined each other. My whole body was on fire—as both her hands found my breasts and groped them in her hands.

I moaned incessantly—I couldn’t help it. She pulled my shirt off of me, and trailed kisses down my neck, chest, and breasts, slowly and tenderly—until she got to my nipples, and put her mouth around them, sucking.

I had to cover my mouth so I wasn’t too loud, gasping, twisting my body at the pleasure. She moved to the next nipple and gave that attention, then twisted the wet nipple she’d just had in her mouth. I was in ecstasy—it felt too good if anything.

“Audrey, stop… stop,” I said, breathing heavily. I grabbed her head in my hands and tried to catch my breath. “It feels too good… I can’t stand it…”

To that, she grabbed my panties on either side and slid them off my legs. Trailing her hand up my leg, to the inside of my thigh, and tracing circles around my clit. She positioned herself lower down, and put a thumb on my clit—it felt so much better than when I did it.

Then Audrey used her other hand and inserted a finger into me, slowly, slowly, making a come hither movement with her finger. It was the strangest feeling. I had no words to describe it. I practically screamed, covering my mouth with labored breath, wiggling my butt around at the sensation.

Her thumb rubbed my clit in circles, driving me crazy, and after what felt like an hour of it, I felt something build up…

“I think I’m gonna pee!” I said through my hand.

Audrey kept at it though, not increasing her speed or lowering it.

Then it happened, I felt her hot breath on my mound, and she gave it a kiss. Something released from me, and she kept going, I had to push her away in a panic as another wave washed over me. I clenched my whole body, my breathing going wild.

“You came… good girl.” She said, in her soft spoken French accent.

She rose up next to me and put a finger in my open mouth, and I knew I was tasting my own wetness. I sucked on the finger as she pushed them in and out of my mouth, I was moaning still as she did so.

Audrey pulled out her finger and pulled the blanket over us, laying her head on my chest and a hand on my breast.

I fell asleep within minutes.

= = =

Morning, sunlight came in through the small curtains of the camper. I looked next to me, Audrey was sound asleep next to me in the little bed. Carefully, I got up, trying not to wake her.

I found my clothes, and as I grabbed my shirt from above Audreys' head, she stirred from her sleep.

“Bonjour,” she said in a sleepy voice, rising up and stretching like a cat. She grabbed me by my shirt and puckered her lips, so I leaned in and gave her a kiss, feeling blood rush to my face as I remembered last night.

It was Wednesday, and I had nothing on the schedule, nor did I even know what anyone would be up to today… Only one way to find out. I put on the bra, just like how Audrey showed me yesterday by bringing the bra up over my breasts.

I couldn’t quite reach far enough up to clasp it behind my back, however. I was struggling, when Audrey came up behind me and did it for me.

I looked over to thank her, when I saw what she was wearing—or the lack of what she was wearing. She was naked and I took in her bare, sculpture-like figure.

She slapped my ass, and I turned back around, clearing my throat. Ahem. I put on my shirt, but it smelled like sweat. I threw it into my corner of the room and found a nice black shirt I had with a floral pattern on the pocket from my backpack.

Lastly, I put on a new pair of boxers. Audrey laughed at seeing me put them on, as she dressed on the other side of the camper.

I took a look at her new outfit. It was stylish. A light blue dress that went down just below her knees and matched her eyes. I liked it, a little too frilly for my taste, but it looked great on her.

She let her long hair down from the crown of braids, making it wavy.

“Let’s have breakfast, yeah?” Audrey said.

“Yeah… sounds good, I’m hungry.”

“That’s because you didn’t eat me last night, haha!” She seemed jovial, smiling.

“Don’t worry, I’ll return the favor…” I opened the cabin door and stepped out, Audrey was close behind. “Wait—where do they have breakfast?”

Audrey laughed, and led the way up to the top of the property to James’ trailer, behind it was a couple of picnic tables. Audrey took a seat, and I took one next to her, smelling bacon cooking somewhere nearby.

James poked his head out of a patio on the right of us, saying, “Goodmorning, ladies, hahaha!”

“Where’s Ed?” Audrey asked.

“He’s working on the guest cabin right about now, he should be up here later. How’d you sleep, Morgan?”

“Uh—I had a strange dream, but otherwise I slept really well…”

Audrey snickered, kicking my feet with hers. Hey, no footsie!

“Good to hear. I slept in that camper before, it’s surprisingly comfortable.”

“Yeah… definitely.”

“How do you like your eggs?”

“Over easy,” I said.

“Well, that’s perfect. Everyone else likes them that way, too.”

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