You rest, but are awoken by a pressure at your mouth

You decide it would be best to simply rest for now, adventures can wait for tomorrow. You look around for a comfortable looking patch of rock and dirt and lay down, stretching out for the night. As you lay down, you can't help but think about what the future will look like if you can't find a way to reverse the potion's effects. So far, life as a woman has been downright terrible. You're first experience was getting assaulted, but surely it will get better. After all, half the world lives like this, it can't be all bad. You suppose only time will tell.

Your mind slowly drifts off as you curl up for warmth in the dark cave. Your thoughts turn to warmer times, of summers spent playing with your elder brother in the fields of Neth, the village you grew up in together. He departed for work in the big cities just before your sister was born. You wonder where he ended up, you lost contact with him several years ago. What would he think of all this? Your transformation? You shiver lightly, not from the cold, but from the thought of him looking you up and down...

No! That's not what I want! I mean, probably. You think. For some reason all you can think of in your sleep is sex. Your mind jumps between scenarios with different actors, some human, some not, your brother, your father, people you had passed on the road. Deep down you sense something is wrong. Some sort of... pressure. A feeling.

You wake with a start. The pressure from the dream is still here, a pressure centered on your head and mainly on your mouth. Something is firmly attached to your face, something warm. Your mouth is **** open and you feel something hot and alive forcing itself down your throat!