Locked to Mathias (Genderswitch)

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That first night, they'd cleaned her up. Gotten her stitches, just two, and then they'd let her stand under the hot shower spray until she was so weak her legs could hardly support her. Until her fingertips were pruned and her sinuses felt heavy and waterlogged. There was a big, fluffy towel waiting for her, and Mathias's quietly patient stare, and

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[plntfood]

Mathias feels guilty. He doesn't say anything about it to Stacy and he doesn't let on, but the longer she stays in his bed, the guiltier he feels. So far, he hasn't said anything to Veronica and it isn't as if he's doing anything wrong, he knows this, but sooner or later, he will have to tell her. He's just not sure what needs to be said.

All he knows is that he feels guilty, but even that guilt isn't enough to tell Stacy she can't sleep in his bed any longer. He understands what she's come from and he's the only person on the island who does, so he'll do this for as long as she needs him to.

When she shifts against him, he fights back a yawn, not ready yet to be awake. But Stacy's energy makes it difficult to go back to sleep after she's awake and so he turns a little, his eyes snapping open when he hears someone speak his name. Someone decidedly male.

"What is..." He means to ask a question, but his hand flies to his throat, surprised by the voice he hears.

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"Oh my God," she said, gaping down at her, drawing away, startled. "Who are you?" She was already pretty sure of the answer, even if she didn't want to admit it.

[plntfood]

"Mathias," he answers, almost as if he's offended and his hands are still at his throat, startled by the lightly accented, very feminine voice in which he's speaking. "You... who are you?"

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Lifting the sheets for a peek, her eyes went wide and she said, "I don't know."

She frowned, shaking her head, coming back to herself enough to add, "Stacy. I'm Stacy." At least, she used to be.