The next morning

For once the baby doesn't wake you in the morning. Rather you are allowed to wake up at your own pace. The first thing you see as you open your eyes is Alex's peaceful sleeping face half buried in the pillow next to you. The sun is shining in through the window behind him, promising a beautiful day. Your mind wanders for a bit as you watch your sleeping husband.

The sun shone like that on that faithful day. Your first day as a woman. What would have happened if you had turned back? If those 48 hours just passed? Or if they never happened? You would have gone to college that's for sure. Your plan had been to move into a dorm. There you would probably have been sucked deep into the party culture of college and spent a lot of your time drunk or hungover. Probably to the point that you would have had problems passing the courses. At this point in time, you might very well have been sitting in some stinking dorm room tearing your hair out over all the unfinished schoolwork you would have to finish in the final hour.

You stare at your sleeping husband. Captivated by the wildness of his bedroom hair. What would your relationship have been? Certainly not romantic that's for sure. Both the old you and Alex have a feminine preference for sure. Would you still be friends? Maybe not. You and Alex where always closer than with other friends but neither of you have had any contact with your high school friends after the summer ended. They probably don't know that Alex has gotten married even. Maybe the two of you would message each other from time to time, maybe play games online. But you would surely drift apart like all the others.

If not with Alex, would you have a girlfriend? Maybe, maybe not. You would most definitely not be an expecting parent that's for sure. You having had no interest in starting a family while still being a boy. If you would have accidentally knocked a girl up you would probably have insisted on an abortion. The thought of one now gives you the chills. You calm yourself by stroking your belly, your baby gives you a tiered response inside your womb. The very idea of losing the little one growing inside you is terrifying. The idea of voluntarily doing so feels abhorrent.

You roll over onto your back and remove the covers. You look down on your feminine form. Your large F-cup breasts crowned with dark pink nipples resting against your pregnant belly. You gently run your hands over your fair skin. Its amazingly soft and without blemishes. Not a visible hair grows underneath your head. Your entire body is soft and squeezable. 'Even this' you think as you gently prod your belly. Unlike your old body that was coarse and prone to zits.

Caressing your pregnant belly remind you how different you used to look. As a boy. As a none pregnant woman. Your tits used to be really small didn't they? Your body certainly didn't waste any resources on them during your transformation from teen to young milf. To think that you actually were scared of this fate once. That you worked against it at first. That being like this was some sort of nightmare scenario for you. But then that nightmare turned into a dream, a dream that is now reality. You smile as the baby turns inside you. The feeling of happiness and purpose you feel is astounding. Even though there are some pains and aches you can't help but love being pregnant. Feeling your little one growing inside your womb is just... amazing.

But more than just physical changes you have changed mentally. Over the last few months you have become more responsible. Taking care of your home and husband in a way that you would never have done before. You can't help but feel that boy is an apt description of what you were. You never where a man because you never behaved in the responsible way a man does. You were a boy that was turned into a girl and over the past few months you have been growing into a woman. A proper adult that worries about her family as much as she does herself.

You turn your head and look at Alex's sleeping face. You decide that you are happier like this. You are happier being a woman than you ever were as a boy. You are happier having a family with Alex than you would have been partying at college, getting drunk and probably contracting an STD. And besides sex as a woman is way better than as a man. Maybe you being in love with Alex has something to do with it. Maybe the curse caused you to have a body that is extra receptive to getting fucked. Those could be factors, but you don't care.

Cursed. Where you really cursed? The voice sounded as if she wanted to punish you. But honestly you don't feel like you have lost that much compared to what you have gained. The only thing you really miss is being able to pee standing up. But really that feels like a small price to pay for everything you have gained.