woman

Written for theatrical_muse

Shy stood naked in front of his bathroom mirror. The initial shock of waking up to find he'd been turned into a woman had faded enough to let him see the humour of this particular situation. He wasn't sure who or what could be behind something like this, but if he lived in a world where one could talk to Death and aliens on a regular basis, he supposed anything was possible.

He tilted his head as he looked at his face. The scars were gone. And if he really wanted to be honest, he was sort of pretty. If not for the fact he was looking at himself, he'd even consider asking himself out. That thought made him shake his head and continue his evaluation.

Tits. He covered them with his hands, gave them a squeeze, then did it again a little more gently. They were nice. Small and firm, just the right size. He pinched one of his nipples and scowled when it hurt. He'd make a note to be a bit gentler in the future if he was ever with a woman again.

He still couldn't bring himself to touch his new body down there. When he'd woken up to find his usual morning erection replaced by absolutely nothing, he'd screamed. Further investigation had revealed there was indeed something in its place, but he wasn't quite ready to give it a good going over. As much as he loved being with women, it was quite a different thing to explore oneself when one wasn't used to owning new equipment.

"Don't be such a git," Shy said aloud, grinning at how soft and feminine his voice sounded. "Just do it." He shook out his arms a little, then proceeded to touch himself between his legs. After a few minutes, he bit his lip and headed back to bed. There was no telling how long he'd be in this condition, but he felt it best to take full advantage of the opportunity to learn a few secrets about the female body.

tombstone

Written for deviant_muses

I remember the first time I ever saw my father's headstone. It had taken a remarkably long time for it to be made, and when I first set eyes on the grey stone with his name and dates of birth and death carved into it, I was disappointed. In my mind, my father was such a larger than life figure, he deserved much more than this. I remember thinking that we shouldn't have bothered with a piece of stone to mark his grave, at all. My opinion had been that he should have been buried at sea. That was how he made his living, out on the water. But Mum wanted to have a place for me to visit, she said. I'd found it odd that she'd want me to visit a little piece of land simply because my father was buried there, but over the years, I came to appreciate her decision.

There were countless times when I would go to that tiny cemetery in order to seek my father's counsel. At first, it would be to tell him about some bully who'd teased me at school or a test I'd done poorly on. Later, it would be to confide in him that I was having a bit of a hard time dealing with girls. No matter how old I got, I always found comfort in going to see my dad's grave.

The day I left home, I made sure to go see him one last time. I explained what I'd done and that I had to leave for Mum's sake. It was the first time in a long time that I'd cried at his gravesite. I wasn't just crying for him, though. I was crying for myself, for what I'd done. I was crying for Andrea and for Hammer, crying for his mum and wondering if she'd ever be able to deal with her son's death. It made me think of my own mother and the fact that she was going to lose her son. I might as well have been dead, because she'd never get to see me again, either.

There are days when I look out at the water and wonder about things back home. I wonder what Kimo's getting up to or if Andrea's getting her life back together. I miss so much of everything, especially my mum. And I really miss talking to my dad.

ten things

Written for thetenspot

Ten places you've had sex and why.

1. Girlfriend's parents' bedroom - My first real girlfriend. She invited me over, her parents were out for the night. My first time.
2. Girl's locker room at school. - Same girlfriend. We stayed late at school and did it in one of the shower stalls.
3. Beach - Second girlfriend. The first one had just dumped me. I needed cheering up.
4. My bedroom - Still number two girlfriend. We skipped school so we could go to my house and fool around.
5. Condo hot tub - With a girl on vacation. Her parents had a timeshare. They weren't home and she wanted to have sex.
6. Hotel bedroom - Another tourist. Older lady. It was my 18th birthday. I lied and told her I was a virgin and she volunteered to help me out.
7. Behind the bank - Same woman. It was after dark.
8. Boat - My girlfriend and I needed a place to shag. We sneaked onto one of the boats down at the dock.
9. Backseat of girlfriend's car - Same reason as above.
10. Andrea's bedroom - it was her 18th birthday and her family was gone. It was our first time together. I thought she'd be more comfortable if we were in her room.