Bambi finished eating her huger then adjusted her top, a shirt a bit to big, but tied under her boobs revealing her stomach, one of the few parts of her body without a pattern, they didn't have a large enough bra so she had gone without. Her short shorts dug into her large bottom but not as much as the thong she now wore. Standing she wobbled on her new heels and headed to the ladies "I need to pee"she said to the driver, "I'll be on the bus when you're ready, don't be to long I have a schedule to keep to" he replied.
Sat with her shorts and thong round her ankles peeing Bambi thought about her options, it was then that she realised she was thinking of herself as a she and as Bambi, "my name is Bambi" she said but her mind didn't need to change her words as she could not for the life of her remember her male name. "Oh shit, I'm from Nevada" Bambi cried out standing quick and drying her self. She squatted and pulled up her bottoms and click clacked out the back door in her heels. It seems that saying something made her mind adjust it to the truth, she shuddered thinking of what she had said aloud.
"16 times 3 is forty... Four?, shit" she said looking down the road where she had come from, she couldn't remember her home town and now felt pretty sure she had made herself dumber just by saying it. She thought back to her male body, it's face, it's nose, it's red hair... Wait wasn't her hair tuned red with the dildo... Her stiff cock... Thinking about cocks made her nipples rub on her tied shirt, but she couldn't think what hers had looked like, no she only remembered having a pussy, but she didn't remember what that looked like either. Panic building up she increased her pace down the dusty desert road her full figure swaying seductively with added vigour.
"Wait dildo?" She said stopping, thinking back to the yard sale, she had bought a magic dildo, that wasn't right, why would it have been round her neck, a car was coming up behind her. She stuck out a thumb, she wasn't going to die in the desert.
A guy pulled up, "where to sugar?" He asked... Bambi had to be careful, "away from Nevada is good thanks, New York. I think" she said as he popped open the door. Bambi sat on the hot leather seat and stared out the window as he pulled away. "So what do you do for a living?" The guy asked. Without thinking Bambi replied "Illigal prostitution" and covered her mouth quick. "Haha yeah right, so what brings you out here?" He continued. "I just want to find James, he has something of mine" she said and smiled and giggled at beating the curse. The guy noticed her bouncing and doing a little clap, "why you sure is simple girl, did you even go to school" he asked. "NO I didn't I preferred to SKIP class, noooo" Bambi said planting her head in her hands. She thought back to school and couldn't remember a single class, just skipping classes, but that was a solution she thought about her school, it was in Seattle... So was that where she should be heading she wondered making a mental note not to describe her body or school whe needed as many links to her past as possible.
"We're you a cheerleader, I bet you were" the guy asked driving, "I sure WAS mister" she said as her memory's changed, "awesome what team?" The guy continued, "NEVDA WOLF PACK" she replied as her school memories changed to ones in Nevada. Again she cried, "what's wrong baby, you sure are freeky, I guess all hot girls are mind you" he said. Bambi just pinned her mouth shut with her hands and shook her head. "Not seeking eh, well never mind it's a long road ahead" the driver smiled at the stupid crazy chick he had picked up, yeah dumber then a sack of spanner she though, having a quick glimpse at her large nipples straining against the rough fabric of her shirt.
