The sunlight greets you when you resurface. Your legs impulse you trough the water and this time you decide to venture trough the stream. You stop and let yourself float on the current. You arrive at a pond which has fallen tree over it. Your froggy hand grabs the wood and successfully stops you from drifting, you use the other and pull yourself out of the log. You take some time to readjust your weight on a stable forg position on the log, but you manage it. From there you can see the witch’s hut, your lair and the rest of the forest…trees and trees and trees, there’s a path and some granite rocks. However it’s scary, even if you wanted to flee you wouldn’t know where to run. But where would you flee? To your house? How was your house…you have a hard time remembering that. Your house is the lair right?
You shake your head and try to think of something else. You gaze at your hand and realize how much it has changed – it’s big, with slim fingers and it’s the only part of your body that has real brown spots. What else has changed on your male body?
You open your legs and realize that your junk is not totally there. Your balls have gone…You feel emasculated to be honest. You have what appears to be a vagina with a prominent clitoris. Is that your non erected penis?
You put your hand over your body…it still has male human attributes. You can feel your pecs but your belly has become a bit fatter, you don’t have a beer gut but your gym rat friend would call you piggy, that’s for sure. Your hair has gone over your head, your chest has non either, your legs make you feel like a fifth grader and your pubes are gone. You raise your arms and find something under it. Your masculinity has been reduced to a group of green hair mixed with algae and…ew, is that a mushroom growing?
“Let’s get that out” you croak to yourself. Your webbed hands are although very flimsy. So you just open your mouth and you tongue slithers licking your armpit and ripping of the fungus.
“I hope no one saw this RIBBIT”
After that you just stay there hoping for a fly or a dragonfly to pass by.