A little.

The backpack instantly reveals you weren’t their first victim, and the souvenirs they took from previous ones are to disgusting to even think about. You then just up end the pack and dump everything out so you can see if anything is worth taking. You find a jeweled broach that looks valuable, a very sharp knife with about a three inch blade, several pieces of cured soft leather, a spool of thick thread and a wicked looking needle, 19 gold and 11 silver coins, and a pair of 4” heel white sandals, size 6. “Those are cute. I wonder if I can make them...” To your surprise and delight they actually fit quite nicely. You then spend the next hour or two using the leather and thread to make a very simple bikini top and very short skirt that sits quite low on your hips, but when you are finished your cute little B cups, your perky ass, and sissy clit are all covered at least. You also have a little pouch on a long strap hanging from your neck, a little purse, full of the broach, coins, knife, needle and thread.

You walk along the stream till dark then try your best to find a place to hide and sleep, alone and getting quite hungry. The next day as you keep walking it begins to look like you are surely going to starve to **** when you finally spot a small city. “Oh thank god, I made it. Stupid asshole ogre leaving me alone.” Then again you can't help but think you might be better off not looking for the ogre or the mage that brought you here. Sure this is all interesting, but they did almost get you killed. Not to mention turning you into a girl, well not exactly. Of course when you look down across your sexy youthful body, it is hard to even remember exactly what you looked like before.