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[island_anne]

Anne woke up almost every morning the same way: with her arms around her wife, snuggled close against her back. This morning was no exception, and because her arms and her body were in the right place when she started to wake, it took her a few moments to realise that they were around the wrong person"Oh no!" she yelped as she skittered out from

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[sickof_swimming]

Ariel woke suddenly to Anne's cry for help. She quickly sat up, looking for the source of Anne's distress. "Is it dinosaurs?" she asked in a rush, hardly registering the change in her own voice. She scrambled out of bed as well, giving Anne a frightened look.

[island_anne]

"Get out, get out!" Anne cried out, backing herself right up against the wall and reaching blindly for something to use as a weapon. "Who are you? What have you done with Ariel?"

[sickof_swimming]

"But I am Ariel," she protested, gaping. It was then that she realized that she was unsteady not from sleepiness, it was because her legs were not truly her own. They were larger, longer, her voice unmistakably that of a man.

She brought her hands up, staring at them. They were larger, and definitely not women's hands.

"Oh...I'm. A man?"

[island_anne]

Anne had finally gotten a wooden bowl to hand but she merely held it, didn't hurl it in the strange man's direction. "Ariel?" she said hesitantly, not quite trusting it yet. "But what's happened?"