"Barbara does sound like a good name for my lovely daughter." you announce as you continue to caress her new home.
"Yeah, I've always liked it." Barbara agrees. "What are you going to name my sisters?
"Your sisters?"
"Yes, the girls you ate yesterday." Barbara replies.
"But I digested them." you protest. "I can't give birth to them. It's imposs..." but then you recall you are talking about vore, which involves a lot of impossible stuff.
"Well, I'm not sure if you will give birth to them exactly." Barbara qualifies, "But you are going to give birth once for each girl you ate. I've heard quite a bit of arguing over whether your baby is the old girl or not. They'll look a lot alike and will share a lot of the same memories, but there are always differences too. Most of us figure it is better not to take the chance and try to avoid being eaten."
"But how do I avoid that?" you ask. "For that matter, how do I become male again?"
"I'm not sure." Barbara confesses. "Maybe Cyril would know..."
Yes, asking Cyril does sound like a good idea. You get to your feet, only to feel the floor on your bare feet. Whoops, gotta dress first. Of course, your male clothing is too big or too small, or both. However the closets reveal that the previous occupant, who was quite tasty, had a fair collection of clothing. You quickly grab enough to cover you in some decency, even as you grumble about them not fitting right. In fact, now that you look, you realize that these garments are of several different sizes. Possibly she had stripped them off several victims of her hunger. In any case, you are slowed down as you try to find clothing that fits.
Finally you are ready to go and rush to find Cyril. Happily that is not too difficult a task. He is holding court in the main room and he notes your frantic approach. "Ah, it is Antony." he looks at your altered form, "or maybe Antonette now. What can I do for you?"
"How do I get back to being male?" you try the direct approach.
"Now I did tell you there would be repercussions..." Cyril points out.
"I'm not blaming you..." you interrupt, "well, I am, but right now I want to know how to be male again. If you can do that, I'm willing to let bygones be bygones."
He gives you a funny look... Actually all of his looks have been strange, now that you think of it, but you are worried that this one is not good news for you. "Well I can, but it won't be easy for you. You might be better off staying a girl. You are a quite pretty one after all."
"I'm going to be giving birth to four babies unless something is done. Spill!"
"OK, the first part is that you have sex with me."
You open your mouth to insist you have no interest in boy-boy sex, but your body reminds you that he is talking girl-boy, and he is actually a quite handsome boy. In fact you wonder why you didn't notice how cute he was when you talked with him yesterday. So instead your protest is "But I've never done something like that before..."
"There is a first time for everything." is his cheerful reply, one your body finds reasonable. "You will enjoy it."
You are pretty sure he is right. In fact, you are feeling more and more eager to find out. But you being the girl in sex somehow doesn't sound like the way to become a boy. Could he just be trying to get a free piece? Maybe you should ask others. But he is the one who should know...