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Marcus puckered his lips sourly, but it only took a few moment for him to start chuckling himself. “No, actually, it is kinda funny, I’m not gonna lie.” Especially since her explanation painted a pretty vivid, and comedic, picture of the whole situation. If only it were as humorous as that! But then, of course, Axe instantly went into a personal rant about her own breasts. Damn, why was it that girls could talk so much about breasts? Though, as a boy, Marcus had to admit that boobs were pretty darned nice to look at. Marcus couldn’t help but laugh.

“Um…actually…no, I mean, I wish I could, believe me!” Marcus replied fervently. “I mean, you think you got small boobs! Mine can barely even be called breasts! They’re like, this big!” Marcus held up a hand and pinched his thumb and forefinger together. At the next question, however, Marcus turned a bright strawberry red, blushing much more than he had been just moments before. “No!” he protested. “I mean, yeah I can see why somebody would do that, but I wouldn’t ever….” Marcus trailed off. It was true that he’d thought about it, but quite honestly, Marcus had way more issues with himself and what gender he was(sexuality was a whole ‘nother story!) that he hadn’t taken the time to think about the “fun” things that he could do with this power. Though his guy friends had urged him to do so on more than one occasion.

“I’ve got…I mean, I like girls, I just don’t think that doing something like that is okay…” Marcus had gotten just a little bit meek as he finished up, looking down as he twiddled his fingers nervously out before him.

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle giggled and continued doing so even as she listened to how big Marcus' breasts were even when he turned into a girl. "DUDE...that's so lame! I mean really, that's like turning into a guy and have a small dick, like what is the point?" she rolled her eyes. "And technically, between the two of us my boobs are huge so thanks for that ego boost," she preened as she looked down at her chest and then grabbed her own breasts just to make sure that they hadn't shrunk or anything strange. She was still hoping they'd grow a bit bigger but so far, that wasn't happening.

She laughed at Marcus' reaction to her question, regretting the level of seriousness she had used to ask it. Marcus seemed like a nice enough guy, it was a bit rude to assume that he'd use his powers for evil. "I'm sorry, that was bad of me to say. I believe you!" she assured him. She pondered over his admission that he liked girls and realized that just when her difficulties with her dating life loomed large and intimidating, there was always something that had it a bit worse. Koty, for instance who had to wear gloves and long sleeves so he didn't touch anyone and get bombarded with everything that person felt, and now Marcus who had the unfortunate power of turning into a girl.

"So like, when you change does it hurt or anything?" she asked curiously.

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Marcus’ face continued to stay red and he smiled through his embarrassment. “I know it is, I practically got the figure of a 10 year old boy, which just makes it really weird when I look at myself in the mirror or something. Like, like I said, I like girls, but what the hell am I supposed to think when I look in the mirror, like check myself out or something? But there’s nothing there to check out so it’s like…pointless!!” He rolled his eyes, smiling through his chuckles. “Glad I could give you that boost of self-confidence then, ha ha!” It really was pathetic, especially when you considered that even as a guy, he didn’t quite meet the physical requirements for what was usually considered “appealing”, what with his noodle arms and skinny legs.

“It’s okay, I know there’s a lot of guys out there who’re creeps. It’s kinda hard to filter them all out, I guess.” Marcus laughed again, trying to take it lightly and not personally.

“What’s it like?” Marcus searched the ceiling for an answer, humming as he did. “I guess….well, it’s just a really weird feeling, you know. Like…” How to explain it? “Like…you know how when you go to the dentist and they give you that mouth-numbing shit or whatever so that the drill doesn’t hurt and then they get started and it doesn’t really hurt but you know it’s supposed to hurt and you feel something but not really something….it’s kinda like that…” If that made any sense.

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle still thought it was a ridiculous trade off. I mean really, if you were going to change into a member of the opposite gender it would at least be fair to have the appropriately sized equipment to go with that new body. "Maybe you're not supposed to think anything," she said after a moment of thought. "Like, maybe your body realized that if it gave you appropriately sized breasts that if you changed into a girl you'd never stop playing with them..." she mulled over in her head. “Sometimes I think that my durability generated as a way to protect me from killing myself but I guess no one really knows how it happens or why,” she shrugged. “Though I’m not sure that thinking “I don’t have breasts because I’d play with them all the time” is necessarily helpful either,” she sighed.

She shuddered thinking about Marcus’ comparison of dentists. Axelle hated doctors and dentists alike, mostly because to get anything from her it meant hurting her a lot in the long run. Axelle’s pain tolerance was laughably low after her durability was bypassed by a ton of pressure and some very sharp instruments. “Well that just sounds unpleasant all the way around,” she frowned. “How often do you end up changing in a day? Like is there an average?" she wondered.

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It kind of was a ridiculous trade off. Because with Marcus changing into a girl, she ended up with a lot of the same “girl problems”. Medical exams said she probably wouldn’t have kids, but that didn’t mean that she didn’t get the rest of all the hell that came with being a woman.

Imagine the horror Marcus must’ve felt the first time he turned into a girl at exactly the wrong time of the month. It was one of the few things that Marcus actually went through great pains to pay attention to if only to ensure that he never had to experience it again. Of course, it didn’t always work, which usually had him shivering and retching every. Single. Time.

And of course, Marcus would never tell anybody that this was a problem. Never ever!

“No…it doesn’t really help…” he breathed, sinking his head until his hair completely shielded his face. Though, as shameful as it was, he did play with them from time to time. Hey, breasts were breasts! But it was just weird and brought up a lot of questions that he was still struggling with working through.

At the next question, though, he was back up. “How many times? Uh…” Marcus looked up to the ceiling, as if to search for the answer up there, though he was really just trying to get a rough estimate. “Maybe…two…three…four…five….” Marcus paused. “I know at least twice,” because he’d change into a girl and then back. “And the most I’ve changed in a day is probably about ten or twelve times…maybe…?” And those were the worst days because it always took something out of him with every shift.

[Axelle Flint]

Axelle a sympathetic noise and then sighed. "Man that sounds tough, and here I was just frustrated because I have to watch myself." At least that was something she could chose to control if she wanted. She had a feeling that if Marcus could have a say in things he would not want to change upwards of ten to twelve times in a single day. Especially if some sort of pain was involved. He didn't even get boobs for his trouble and that just seemed like a serious tragedy.

"Hey, what do you like doing for fun?" she asked suddenly, wanting to move the topic away from something she thought might be upsetting for the boy. She didn't think there was anything else he could tell her anyway, no without getting super personal and Axelle didn't want to know any strange details.

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Marcus shrugged. “Meh, it sucks, but there’s not much I can do about it. I just try to live with it and concentrate on other things, you know?” It bugged him mostly because 1) his friends made fun of him frequently for it and 2) he had no idea how things were supposed to work mechanically for sex. Because apparently he had a tendency to shift in the middle of it, which made things awkward if the person he was with wasn’t okay with it.

“Fun?” Marcus looked to the ceiling. “Um…well, pretty much anything. I’m kind of one of those artsy guys, though. I draw a lot, but I do other stuff too. And I play guitar, because, you know, guitar. Oh, and my dad likes to take me out on a lot of outdoor sports ’n stuff, but I kinda suck at it all. I’m…clearly not very athletic, if you couldn’t tell.” Marcus rambled. He could talk all day about his interests. He had a lot of them.

[Axelle Flint]

"That's cool though! I can't draw or do really artsy stuff but I like building stuff. Shop is pretty much my best class and I help my dad and grandpa out at our auto shop. They mostly make me do inventory stuff though and accounting because I'm the best with numbers," she rolled her eyes. "But I'm not a bad mechanic if I say so myself, it just takes me a little longer to do things correctly because of the amount of focus I have to put into my work.”

She shrugged when he mentioned not being athletic. “I’m clumsy as shit and they still let me play soccer, but if you don’t really like sports then that’s okay! I like being outside a lot, getting dirty, exploring nature. I like camping a lot and making s’more’s over a bonfire is the best. Though with fall and winter coming we might be able to make one on a weekend some night and do it by the lake, that would be cool!” she said more to herself than to Marcus. “What kind of guitar do you play? Acoustic…?” she trailed off on a question.

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“Really? Ha, I think if I tried building something, I’d end up breaking all my fingers on the hammer or something.” This girl apparently could do everything that Marcus couldn’t. Like, he’d never be able to do anything with a car, and he even sucked with numbers. People would say that a lot of art required knowing how to use numbers, but he didn’t see it. Marcus just went off instinct, and hoped it turned out okay. “Maybe you can show me sometime. Uh, I mean, like, you doing some of that building stuff, or maybe at the shop or something…” His face twinged red as he realized he was being just a mite pushy. Was it bad that he liked to know about people? It made him feel better about imposing everything that was him on people when he got too excited.

“Heh, yeaah, I guess I just don’t really like sports. I’m better at doing stuff with my hands than running around after a ball anyway, so I guess it’s no great loss, right?” He shrugged, listening to her ramble, wondering exactly where it was going. Camping, bonfires… “You know there’s a camping retreat in the fall, right?” he asked. He’d been a few times, and it was pretty fun. But he was always thankful to get back to civilization at the end. “Ah, sometimes, acoustic is pretty rad, but I want to do electric and start up a band or something someday. That’d be fun, right?” At least he thought so.

[Axelle Flint]

"Sure! I don't mind showing off," Axelle shrugged. "Oh yeah! I like that retreat a lot, I'm looking forward to going," she informed him. She relaxed a little more until she looked over at the clock, right as Marcus was telling her what kind of guitar he played and how he thought of starting a band. "A band would be cool! My friend Cam and I are talking about doing something like that, who knows...maybe you could join us or something..though to be honest we're being kinda lazy about it." she chuckled.

"Anyway, it's getting late and this talk actually did me better than punching that bag would so I'm going to call it good and head home. I'll see you around yeah?" she asked as she stood up and walked over to collect her bag. "Have a good one! OH and if you are in your other body don't be shy!" she smiled at him again before she carefully opened the door and strolled out, feeling lighter and much more cheerful than she had when she'd entered the room. She needed to remember that sometimes she should talk out her problems rather than trying to just beat them away.