Listen to her

“How can I not be aware of my own hopes?” You ask this woman as you frown.

“It is quite common for people to be unaware of their deepest wishes.” Your sub consciousness explains. “Some people believe they desire power and try to take over a kingdom while in truth they desire not to rule, but to be served. Others believe they desire wealth, but they wish is to have prestige.”

You relax your stance and lower the arm you use to cover your breasts.
“Alright, so what is it I desire?” You ask the woman.

“To feel secure.” She says as she walks around you. “Your desire is to feel safe and protected.”
She traces her fingers over your gauntlets and says “That is why you wear this armor. You wear it not so you can rush into battle, but so you are shielded from harm.”

Could it be true? These gauntlets were given to you by sister Gabrielle. She passed them on so they could protect you.
These boots, you robbed them from a grave so your feet could stay safe from the harsh forest floor.
The abbey you lived in, before the daemon attack, you considered it the safest place in the world. It was your home, a place that kept you safe from the dangers of the world. Where you made friends that care about you. Ever since you were **** to leave, you have felt weak and ****.

You look at your sub consciousness made manifest, now standing very close to you, and ask “How do I fulfill this need?”

Your sub consciousness smiles and says “You need to start a family.”

You shake your head and say “No, I am a sister of the Burning Rose. I can’t have a family.”

Your double lays her hands on your shoulders. The metal feels cold on your skin but her action comes over as comforting.
“Think back of the abbey. Didn’t your fellow sisters feel like siblings to you? Wasn’t your superior a maternal figure who took care of you?”

She is right. All of your fellow acolytes, they were like a family. You did feel safe and secure around them. You lower your head and look at the ground, ashamed that it required a magic stream for you learn this important part about yourself.

Your double places two fingers below your chin and brings your head up to look at her again. Instead, you find yourself looking into the eyes of a man. He has Scarlet hair, blue eyes and pale skin. If this is still your sub conscious, then you assume you must have looked like this if you had been born as a member of the other gender.

“You don’t need to fear accepting a man in your life, my dear.” The man says. “It can be an easy, and effective way to have your desire for security fulfilled.”

Your male self brings his arms around yours and embraces you. He is right, just being hugged by a strong good-looking man already makes you feel so much safer. You lay your head against his chest and close your eyes.
As you enjoy this moment of romance, you can feel something in your stomach. At first you think you are experiencing the act of falling in love. But you soon realize it is actually your consciousness’s flaccid dick that is slowly growing erect.
You smile as you come to understand that your double was speaking the truth all along. After all, you do feel secure right now. So if being secure makes you horny, it therefore comes to reason your conscience is getting horny as well. With his dick trapped between your two bellies, you can clearly feel his arousal, and yours.

Once you feel his dick is fully erect you raise your head and look longingly at him. He looks at you and you can see into his blue eyes, your eyes. It is like looking into your own soul.
He closes his eyes and offers you his lips. You close your eyes as well. You feel like kissing him. If you do, you would break with a taboo your sisterhood has put on you. You’d come to know the love of a man.