Chapter 4: Chapter 4

When I came to, I was lying in a forest, completely alone. Like God had said, the trees were recognizable, but only barely. They were far larger than anything I had seen on earth, and it was obvious that they had been growing for hundreds of years.

Underneath the canopy, there was a thriving ecosystem. Ferns were dotted around, moss covered boulders taking up large areas of space as well, with bushes and smaller trees all around as well. Just from being able to see a truly wild ecosystem like this, with no human interference, was truly amazing. I lay there, just taking in the scenery.

A few hours later, I woke up again, and realized I must have dozed off. I was still lying in the same position as when I first arrived, but this time I noticed that something felt off. My sense of self felt just slightly different from what I was used to.

This immediately became far more apparent when I tried to stand up, and felt something jiggling around on my chest. Looking down, I struggled to comprehend what I was seeing. Two mounds, attached to my chest. Boobs. I had boobs. As I struggled to contain my shock at this development, I wondered, how? How was this happening? Why did I have boobs? I wasn’t a girl. This shouldn’t be happening. 

“Why!!!” I screamed into the forest, only to notice the feminine sound of my voice. Gasping, I automatically brought my hand up to my mouth, only for the feminine voice to be confirmed. 

In addition, when I brought my hand up to my mouth, I noticed that it was much smaller, soft and dainty, totally different to what I was used to. Mind racing, I looked down at the rest of my body, and my skin in general was much softer, and when I thought about it, I realized it was also more sensitive.

Noticing for the first time that I was naked, I rushed to cover my crotch, only to find that my penis was gone. In its place was a slit, the folds smooth. A vagina. I had a vagina.

Once again I was screaming, yelling, cursing, anything to get my feelings out. “WHY ME” and “WHY A GIRL”, phrases like “”WAS this REALLY NECESSARY.” I was frustrated, and I was going to scream to my heart’s content.

When I was done yelling, I began to worry about the most pressing matters, like the fact that I was now a naked girl alone in the forest. I had no food, no water, and no idea how to make clothes. I was, completely and utterly, screwed.

I tried to remember anything that could help me. Water flows downstream, so If I walk downhill I would likely find some. Water sources would also have things like fish, and animals would stop by to drink. Predators would also pass by, as there were sure to be animals there to hunt, which could cause problems, but at least it was a start. Clothes could probably be made out of something like animal skins, or eventually items like wool or silk, but it would take a while. 

With this all in mind, I set off downhill, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a stream less than twenty minutes away. Then again, if God went to the trouble of putting me here, he would probably want me to survive.

WAIT. That's it. God. He put me here, surely he has some obligation to look after my wellbeing. Now I just need a way to contact him. Well… God hears prayers, right? It’s worth a shot anyways. 

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As I kneel down on the ground, I close my eyes and clasp my hands. It feels a bit awkward, and I’ve never done it before, but now I know that God is real, so I have reason to. ‘Uhm… Hey God’ I thought ‘how you doing? You mind helping me out here? You left me naked in a forest, as a girl nonetheless. I highly doubt you will give me a male body, but could you at least give me some clothes and a way to survive the inevitable encounter with the predators around here?’

When I opened my eyes, I was immediately blinded by a bright flash of light, which seemed to leave some light behind. The last trickle of light floated into me, and then there was a thump, and something appeared on the ground a few feet in front of me.

Walking forward, I bent down to pick it up. When I unfurled it, I realized it was a plain bra and panty set, some simple white shoes, and a brown dress. It was long, the skirt ending down near my ankles, and had simple gold trim. Off Put by the girlyness of wearing a dress, and unable to make myself wear it, I sat down and closed my eyes again ‘maybe something a bit less girly’ I asked.

Immediately, the dress vanished, replaced by a dark blue dress. The skirt was far bigger, and ended at the knee this time. The gold trim became much larger and fancier, and the waist of the dress was tiny. Lying where I had set the bra and panty set was a bright pink set, covered with frills, and a lace up corset, no doubt because of the small waist on the dress. In addition, the plain white shoes had turned into cherry red heels, with at least a four inch heel. Panicking a bit, I prayed again. ‘Please’ I begged. ‘Don’t make me wear this. I’ll wear the first one, but not this. Anything but this.’

When I opened my eyes, the corset faded away, and the waist of the dress expanded. The heels on the shoes changed into maybe an inch tall block heels, and the shoes changed to look more like hiking boots. When that finished, a note popped into the air, and slowly floated down to me. It read: 

That's as good as you are going to get

Ask again and I will leave you 

Without clothes

 

Sighing in resignation, I looked down at the dress again. It was insultingly girly, and I really didn’t want to wear it. However, I also didn’t want to be naked in a forest. My resolve crumbling, I dejectedly picked up the bright pink bra and attempted to put it on. It was surprisingly tricky to get it to clasp, but in the end I managed it, and it kept my boobs from jiggling as much, which was nice. I then quickly pulled up the panties, and wormed my way into the dress. The skirt flared out ridiculously, and I felt really exposed, as if I wasn’t wearing any bottoms, but it was surprisingly comfortable. The silk felt nice on my extremely sensitive skin, and it was surprisingly mobile. I was still extremely embarrassed about wearing a dress, but no one would see me, so in the end, it wasn’t that bad.

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