I was lost in the woods. I had given up looking for a way out. I just sat down close to a tree, “this is it, I am sure of it, this is the time I cease to exist. No one will find me” I whispered, I was about to cry, when I noticed a few pink roses growing around my legs. “I am already dead? or am I imagining things?” I thought. Then grass grew around my chest and privates. My clothes just desintegrated.
As more roses started to appear, their smell entered my nose. I noticed the grass started becoming traslucent, revealing my new pussy and breasts. If I weren’t so tired, I would have ran away, but I decided just to watch the changes. The roses started to become flat, they looked like a part of my dress. The sun was shining on my face, I could feel the wind touching my naked breasts. Then, I started to sink into the ground, I didn’t know what else was going to happen. I didn’t fight it, it just felt that it was supposed to happen. When the mud finally covered my eyes, everything went black.
I started to hear mutted voices, I didn’t know what they were saying. Until I heard a really calm and deep voice, “It is your turn” I openned my eyes. And realized I was sitting down in a really confy chair. Somebody was applying make up to my face. I was dressed in a see through flowered dress. “Amy it’s your turn” another model said. I stood up and walked outside. I felt sexy, I felt alive. People were looking at me, taking pictures. At the end of the catwalk, I possed sexily like it was something I was used to do.
I don’t care I am a woman now. A few hours ago I was sure I was about to die. So I eagerly accepted my new life as Amy. Not that it mattered, if I had had any doubts, they would have faded right away later that day. How? well, having sex with my new husband would have done the trick.