you are angry

“How could you!” You yell to Gemma. “Now I’ll stay a girl for the rest of my life!”
“Look at it from the bright side.” Gemma tells you back. “At least you won’t have to worry about becoming pregnant any more. And neither will you go through those horrible transformations scenes.”
“But I’m a guy. I was born a male, I should be a male.” You grab Gemma at the shoulders and shade her a few times, trying to get it into her head.
“I’m afraid you’re the one who doesn’t understand it.” Says Gemma. “You’re a child growing inside of you. That means you’re a girl, for now and forever.”

It finally hits you, you ARE a girl and nothing can change that.
Tears well up in your eyes and you scream “I HATE YOU!!!” straight into Gemma’s face. You then jump up from the bed and run out of the room.
“Wait.” You hear Gemma call. But you don’t care, you just want to get away from her.

You run into the bathroom and lock the door. You stand on front of the mirror and look at your body. You cup your breasts, then slides your hands to your hips. You confirm that now, this is you. You then look between your legs, and behold your pussy. Before, there was your manhood, now it is your womanhood.
It’s over, the curse has been fulfilled. You have failed and become it’s victim.
You put your hand onto your face and start crying … while Gemma bangs on the door, trying to get you to come out.