You awaken, still a woman

You come to consciousness before the sun rises and it takes you several minutes of confusion before you remember why your body feels so different.

Jane is laying with her arm draped over you, still sound asleep. you feel the gentle pattern of her breathing through her chest pressed to your back. It's comfortable and warm here, you enjoy feeling engulfed by her.

You watch through the window as the first streaks of color begin to chase away the still night. Jane stirs behind you, the light bringing her to alertness slowly at first. Her draped arm squeezes gently, inadvertently on your soft breast then pauses in confusion. Evidently you weren't the only one that had needed a reminder of your predicament in the morning. She recovered quickly and squeezed you into a tight embrace from behind.

"good morning Rose"

She says sensually. That's right, she had given you that name yesterday. It still feels strange to be referred to as something other than Tyler.

"good morning Jane... sleep OK?"

You're caught a little off guard by your voice. So soft and feminine compared to the gruff grunts you traditionally communicated with in the morning.

"amazingly, I like being the big spoon a lot. Especially for such a cute little spoon."

She emphasized the point by hugging you tight to her body, pushing her pelvis into your expanded rump. The phrase 'little spoon' bounces around in your head and not just the position. You really were the smaller partner right now. The size difference alone made a subtle but profound change in how you related to her. You felt more ****, but also safer in arms.