Groaning, you finally begin to wake again. The bump on the back of your head throbs a bit. This is getting annoying! First you nearly get a concussion from one of these people, and now they make you sick with some sort of strange fluid. You begin to cough roughly as the ceiling comes into view. You're in the same hut with those tomboyish girls from before. You sit up to see them kneeling.
"You're OK..." said one, "but its too late for you now."
You blink at her oddly. You go to rub your head, but your hand brushes something on your chest. You have breasts.
"What the...?"
One of the girls puts her hand on your shoulder to calm you down.
"Relax. Call me Tam. This is what this tribe does. They capture young men and turn them into women. They're then sold or traded to the neighboring amazon tribe."
You blink at her. You quickly realize you feel a bit aroused by your close proximity to her, and then cringe in the knowledge that you're now just as "cute".
"We gotta get outta here!" you say suddenly.
Tam shakes her head sadly.
"There isn't an escape. The spell in that potion is a binding one. We cannot disobey our captors until were in the Amazon's hands."
A sickening realization comes to you. If you do not escape, or do something, you may very well be female and trapped for the rest of your life!