I woke up slowly, my body feeling like it had been taken apart and put back together by someone who didn't quite know where all the pieces went. I was heavy, sore, and profoundly empty in a way that made me feel lightheaded.
'Where am I?' I was still a bit hazy and the previous day had vanished from my memory.
I couldn't even recall what I had done before going to bed, when I felt it.
A small, wet, tugging sensation against my skin.
I blinked my eyes open, and the dim orange glow of the embers on the ceiling reminded me I was in a cave. Ugh. Were we still here? I felt like I had slept through an episode, but guess not.
But that was the least of my concerns as there was some funny business going on on my chest.
My breasts felt tight and achy, but the discomfort was covered by the soft, warm weight pressing against my chest.
Looking down, my breath hitched.
Now I remember what I had done. I no longer had my big rounded belly that made me heavy and caused me discomfort.
