Sora looking at his reflection now in the water, could start to see that he was no longer a man and was now a woman. Sora looking at himself or rather herself when she now learned this was priceless... Some facial features she had noticed also changed. Sora began to feel her face was soft now and cute, kind of like a babyface. Unable to cope, she started to feel her chest realizing it was flat Sora cried out,
“Oh my god! I am a flat-chested woman!”
Now spinning around, Sora was desperately trying to get a good look at his new but. Once seeing it was plump and feeling it was firm and had some shape, Sora was at least thankful he had some hips and a booty. Sora, then, realizing he was now referring to his own body, shook his head in disbelief and continued to walk unimpressed. It did not take long until Sora found herself now standing in front of a vast forest.
The forest was dark and was very mysterious as she continued to stare at it. Each tree had a kind of mist shrouding off of them, and it looked as if the forest in front of her stretched for miles. The old saying cant go over it can’t go around it must go through it crossed her mind now as she sized up the forest and started to walk up to the edge where there was a clearing and enter inside.
"Ou a spooky forest, I bet there's a huge spider somewhere inside."
Sora started to deduce if she made it far enough through this forest; perhaps inside, there was a dirt path somewhere that she could follow that led to a city. After entering the forest, it must have been a few hours of endless walking until her mind started to wander; every direction she walked in felt like ultimately she ended back up at the start of where she entered. It was like she was walking in an endless loop. Finally, Sora, unable to walk any further, started to cry out while holding her head, screaming, “This is getting old. I’ve seen this rock three times now? Have I ? Everything looks the same blasted. I hate this!” Sora found herself utterly lost in the forest she had entered. With her head low, she looked around. I can be foolish.
It must be getting late ahh... I can not believe my luck, and I thought I had some skill that boosted that but now. Yelling out loud, hoping someone would answer her. But no one answered back, and Sora, upset, was beginning to give up on any hope of escaping sighing. Sora began to lift her head, trying her best to keep her spirit up; she pictured the end of the forest was somewhere close. That image alone would be her drive to pick herself back up and continue. Sora started to lift herself and begin walking through the thick tree line again; this time, she could smell a sweet scent coming off one of the trees in the right direction. Walking towards the sweet scent, it reminded her of a citrus pine tree needle smell from home. Sora reminded of home, found a spot beside a rock and sat down for a few moments on it. After inhaling the air for some time, she set up a makeshift camp using whatever she could find for shelter, knowing that was basic survival 101.
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As the suns were setting in the sky, Sora built a little structure made out of branches and other kinds of sticks with some tree's foliage to camouflage her little home from anything hostile. Sora was feeling slightly better after the break she took; her mood wasn't affected too much by all the negatives, all and all. It could be worse. Sora was not staying in a fancy hotel or a five-star inn, but it would do for the night. After building the little camp, a few hours passed as she noticed it was getting late. Looking up at the sky, the sun had already set, and several moons were starting to rise. Looking around to make sure she was safe before kneeling and crawling into the fort to check it out.
It was small but had enough room; she was able to roll around, which was good enough for the night, saying while smiling, “I've had less.” However, the thought did occur would this be enough in the event of a ‘Monster attack.’
This is a drag..! I have to find myself a nice inn with a nice bed as soon as possible, my backs going to kill me in the morning I already know it.
Finally, after complaining to herself, Sora began to nod off and fell asleep in her little makeshift tent. That night she awoke several times to hear strange noises, but Sora needed to remain calm and try to sleep. After all, being tired was not going to help. It was going to be a long day tomorrow, and she needed her energy. But she found herself thinking of his mom and what she would say if she saw him now...Every time she heard something different in the night, it startled Sora. Each time she started to sleep, there would be a new noise keeping her wide awake and wondering. Hoping mom would be alright without her.
Sora began to think she must have been heartbroken with her son's sudden death. Which upset her deeply; as she closed her eyes and tried to imagine her reassuring smile, she said in a quiet voice, “I have to continue to try to sleep.” With her hand in a fist, that constant thought kept eating away at her throughout the night. That morning she was awoken to a rather strange sight; it was a bat-like ball with a tail and a pair of wings sitting across from her at her feet. It was about 60 cm tall, and the wings, when spread, must have been 30 ish cms. Sora took note it also had one eye and was purple. Sora continued to look at it, confused. She titled her head.