Chapter 4 Another Discovery (2/2)

Kylie's thoughts churned through so many of her past memories, and she remembered her conflicted feelings during those times. Thinking of how it had been before. It wasn't that she had been unhappy as a woman, but it couldn't be denied that she wasn't truly fulfilled as one. But did this mean she could live as a man and be truly fulfilled? Maybe that was why she was being reborn as a guy this time round. Her soul had been split into two genders, and she was now given this incredible chance to live both sides of the spectrum. Thinking of it this way … she couldn't help but be excited. Life certainly is going to be so very interesting, and she aimed to live it to the fullest. There is no ”what ifs” and ”if only”. There is only the here, and now. Embrace what you are given and soar with it. Kylie smiled to herself, feeling contented.

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Another month had passed, Kylie is now five months old. Muscles have developed and she could now exercise them. Soft hair has started to grow on her head, and she wondered briefly whether it would be curly, wavy or plain straight up coarse hair. She giggled at that thought.She started imagining what sort of hairstyles she would like to sport as a guy. A crew cut at the back, with the top being long and wavy a bit? Standard crew cut? Maybe like those Korean idol guys - so long as the fringe didn't cover her eyes, of course. That would be ideal, but it all depended on her genes then. Whether she would have soft or coarse hair. Wavy or straight hair.

Since she could move about now, she decided to do so. Staying in one position all the time was rather boring. It was comfortable, but boring. With more muscles, it needed exercise and proper movements. She didn't want to hurt the woman who was carrying her, but moving was essential.

So Kylie began to do it gradually. She stretched a bit and found the space in the womb to be extremely small. What used to be just a sensation of floating in goo, was now akin to being in a tight space.

Kylie was puzzled at this. Well, she certainly was growing, but shouldn't she still be small enough to have more space in the womb? Perhaps her new Mother is a small person like she had been before? Kylie was worried for a while, as she remembered how much difficulty she had in the final trimester due to her small size. She hoped she wasn't causing too much of a discomfort for Mother as she moved about.

It was some time before Kylie actually managed to make a 180 degrees turn from her previous position. She mentally patted herself on the back for doing it without too much of a grunt of pain from Mother. Although Kylie's hearing hadn't fully developed yet, she could still make out some sounds. She felt that Mother most likely enjoyed the movements she made, as there were some excited voices whenever she did so. Sometimes, Kylie could feel a soft, pressing motion on the points that she stretched out. She smiled to herself, imagining that her new Father must be touching Mother's stomach, enjoying feeling the movement.

Kylie had been so engrossed in listening and trying to make out the words that she didn't realise at first that something was touching her hand. When she did, she was shocked and gasped internally. Kylie moved her fingers and felt that the touch sensation disappear. She then started to reach out, groping and searching blindly, before finding something that felt like a ball with small bumbs.

Kylie kept on exploring the bumpy ball and eventually held on to it. She couldn't quite make out what it was that she was holding, but she had a very good idea what it could be. Was it just her imagination? Was she actually holding the umbilical cord? Kylie shook that thought out. This did not feel like a cord at all and there was no way she could be in a position to touch it. Her eyelids hadn't developed yet, so there was no way for Kylie to open her eyes to see what was in front of her. Instead, she moved her head forward, and closer to ”it” … and then bumped her head on it.

Kylie gasped again when she finally realised what it was.

She wasn't alone.

She had a twin.