Changes: Slightly shrunken adam's apple (higher voice), slight hand changes and beginning of hormone and memory changes.
In the middle of a clearing, is a magnificent apple tree. Golden leaves and apples glitter in the sunlight. Ty looked around at the surrounding trees, suspiciously. This was the only fruit tree he had seen on the entire island. There must be some kind of trick here. Right? He circled the clearing, looking for the catch, but he doesn't find anything. Approaching the tree cautiously, he reaches up, and plucks two apples from the tree. With nothing stopping him, he took two more before returning to his camp.
Checking the traps on the way back, he found a few more rabbits in his traps, which he also took back to the camp. Washing the apples and the meat, he began cooking, while eating one of the golden apples. As he bit into it, his vision blurred and he was somewhere else...
Tyldie tied her hair back into a ponytail, and fastened her leather boots.
"You don't have to do this," her accomplice, Belle said "We have a way out. Don't do something that will destroy everything we've worked for."
Tyldie turned to Belle, who was resplendent in a sapphire dress adorned with sequins. She pulled Belle into a kiss, which lingered for a few moments.
"We can't leave him to do this to another girl," Tyldie said, softly "You know that. If someone else went through what we did, we'd never forgive ourselves for not doing what's necessary."
Belle bit her lip, looking reluctant "Ok. You might be right. But I'm worried everything is going to go wrong."
Tyldie took Belle's hand in hers. "You worry too much. All you need to do is get him away from the party. I can do the rest."
Belle smiled, some of the tension going out of her shoulders.
"Ok. I think I'm ready."
Ty snapped out of the memory. What was that about? Why had it felt so real? He looked down at his body, half expecting to see Tyldie's breasts on his chest, but it looked the same as always. Then Ty did a double take. While there were no breasts on his chest, every bit of chest hair he had once had was gone, his skin smooth and soft, like a woman's. Looking over the rest of his body for any other changes, he found that it wasn't limited to his chest hair. Every last scrap of hair, with the exception of that on his head, had vanished, leaving behind soft and smooth skin.
"What is going on?" Ty asked himself, noticing for the first time the higher pitch of his voice. If it got a little higher, he was sure that it would be an exact match for that of the woman in his vision... no, not a vision, a memory. But that wasn't possible, was it? He'd been a man his whole life. Tyldie didn't exist. Or did she? Were the apples overwriting his old memories with new ones, or were they uncovering memories sealed or forgotten by him long ago?