Morgan's smile suddenly faded and she gripped her head. What was going on with her? Why was she thinking this way. Here she was, stood naked in her own daughter's body...her body now, in a room in the transformation resort. Sure she had wanted it, but now, now these sensations and feelings were becoming overwhelming. Why was this happening? Then it hit her.
"I wanted to understand the teenaged point of view, and now I do. Im starting to think like a teen," She thought. Staring at her eyes, still her own in May's face, she shivered. The adult part of her was afraid. She moved back to the bed and drew her legs up to her chest, wrapping her arms around them. Morgan was suddenly afraid. She didn't know why. Afraid someone would see her? Afraid of losing herself? No, afraid of letting go, of letting the teen in. It was the adult her trying to assert itself... and she felt the teen's rebellious nature there, waiting to pounce in.
"Try not to think about it," Morgan thought. She lay her head against the pillow and closed her eyes. As she lay there though, she felt her fingers trace the outline of the navel ring. "I didnt even know May had this... she's going to be in such trouble...but then again, its descreet, and its...kinda cool."
She smiled. Focusing on the ring made her feel warm, happy, and the adult her suddenly realized that it was this ring that had started things off, it symbolized her rebellious nature.
"Maybe a little tattoo would be good as well," She thought to herself. Immediately she fought it back. "No, no I dont want that Maybe....this was a bad idea. I should go get May."