Then I thought back to my family. What was I doing? I wasn't a girl, and I couldn't complicate things with Mark any more. This had to stop here.
"No, actually, no. This is just wrong."
Still nuzzling my soft neck Mark mumbled his disagreement. His hands on my curving hips felt so secure, but I just couldn't. I reached down and put my hands on his to try to get them off. I was surprised by how much larger they felt than mine, and how smooth mine felt as I touched them.
"Please Mark. Help me with this. It just wouldn't be right."
This time, still cupping my hips, he stopped and looked right into my eyes.
"What have I done?"
"I was rather hoping you could tell me!" I exclaimed. "You're the one I was helping with this."
"I just can't think what's happened. It must have altered your molecular structure somehow on the way back in relation to fluids you were experiencing at the time."
"Can you reverse it?" By this stage I was getting worried. I couldn't live as a girl. Especially one that looked like my stepmom! The school wouldn't know who I was.
"I just don't know. I need more time," Mark replied, "in the meantime we're going to have to sort you out. You can't wait naked and I sure as hell can't concentrate. You're sure you don't want to try it out?"
"No means no Mark! Just get to it and help me!" By now I was getting irrational. This was panicking me.
"OK, bud, just calm yourself" Mark replied, as he put his arm to my shoulders to comfort me.
"Get off" I shrugged him off and took a step back.