You are standing there in a lovely pose. Its odd, you think to yourself. You cannot hear, see or feel anything, yet you are aware of yourself. You can think and contemplate the curious situation you find yourself in. Stone. You turned yourself to stone. Yesterday, you could never have guesed that this would be possible.
After what feels like a eternity, you decide to change back. You start to focus on becoming normal again, but realise soon that nothing is changing. "What the..." you think to yourself. You try again in willing yourself to change back and yet again there is no change. Panick starts to kick in. "What if I can't change back? What if I wil be stuck like this?"
After a few moments of panick you manage to calm yourself once again. You try to remember how you did it before. First you focussed on the idea and then you felt that you were already that which you focussed on. In other words, you were being it in you awareness before you became it in the physical. Maybe that works here again as well. You start to focus on depetrifying your head. Soon you feel the energy state that corresponds with that focus. You absorb and loose yourself in the state of being. Suddenly you can hear a cracking. YOu open your eyes and you see that your head as returned to normal, just as expected. The cracking gets louder, but your hair is in your face. You try to blow it away, but realise that your lungs are still made of stone. How can I still be alive, you start to wonder. Your train of though is, however, quickly interupted by the loud and sudden crack sounds as you feel you tumble forward. With a big thud you crash you face unto the ground. Being disoriented, you try to look aroud, but you can still not see because of all the hair.
You start to focus again on restoring the rest of your body and slowly but surely you look around and see that your body is back to normal. You stand up and take a moment to catch your breath. Sweeping the hair out of your face, you see what caused the loud cracking. Your bed got destroyed by the weight of you being a statue. You wonder how that is possible. Did you become more heavy because of it? You smile by the idea and giggle a bith.
You turn around and look into the mirror. You are still in your female bombshell form while wearing your denim skirt. You make a quick hop, giggling as your breasts make a small jiggle of the force. You sway them a bit and smile. You take your denim skirt and unbotton it and slowly slide in down your upper thighs. In view comes a very feminine slith that marks your beauty. A thingling originates from the slith. You blush a bit and quickly jump on the bed in excitement. Your fingers start to explore the slith and you gasp deep and the sensation. Its so deep. So different. You can feel you whole belly itch with deep lustfull feelings. You image how it was when you where a guy. It felt so differently. And you explore more and more, you start to feel a deep focus. A deep focus in your belly. Soon you gasp and moan deeply of your second female orgasm. It is so intense...