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Justin wanted to become an explorer. As soon as he could, he went on an expedition to one of the many unmapped regions of Africa. He took a book with him so he could record what he saw along the way. Every night, and sometimes during the day, he wrote down his thoughts about the expedition and every time he encountered an interesting plant or animal he drew a picture of it. He filled up that a hundred pages in only a matter of days.

One day Justin decided to rest beside a large tree. The other members of the expedition had gone elsewhere but he had not noticed. Soon he was fast asleep. When he woke up hours later, he noticed his book was glowing. He opened up the book and flipped through the pages wondering what was causing such a mysterious glow.

On the final page was a sketch of a woman dressed in a Victorian dress, shoes with a slight heel, an explorer hat similar to his own, and carrying a parasol. Justin had never met such a woman nor made a sketch of one. He wondered how such a picture got into his book.

Justin held up his hands and noticed they were glowing too. It was not just his hands. It was his entire body. He dropped the book and frantically looked around for the rest of his expedition. There was nowhere in sight.

The glow on his body and clothing became even brighter as they changed to become more like the drawing. His clothing changed into a bright yellow Victorian dress, gloves appeared on his hands, his shoes became more feminine and gained a slight heel, and a parasol appeared out of nowhere.

As spectacular as these changes were, they were hardly noticeable compared to the changes happening to his body. Breasts appeared on Justin as his entire body took on a more feminine appearance. He screamed. His scream sounded like that of a woman. Finally his genitals changed making him, or her, completely female.

The name Jane entered his mind as the name Justin faded away. Along with the change in name came a change in memories. As far as Jane was concerned, that was who she had always been. She picked up the book she had dropped and turned to the sketch of herself. It was just the way she had drawn it.

Despite the momentary calm, her problems were far from over. When Jane set down the book once more, it was snatched by a baby baboon. That book had all her drawings and thoughts about the expedition in it. Without thinking, Jane snatched it back. This caused the baby baboon to cry.

Immediately dozens, perhaps hundreds of baboons surrounded her. The circle was not yet complete so she ran off in the only direction that was still free to her. The baboons gave chase. She could not outrun the baboons. It was only a matter of time before they caught her.

Just when it looked like there was no escape, a human hand came out of nowhere and pulled her to safety. It was a man unlike any man she had seen before. Despite being human, he knew his way through the jungle better than most animals. He took her to what looked like some kind of treehouse. It was his home.

Jane tried to speak to him but all he did was grunt. She realized they did not speak the same language. If they were going to communicate, one or both of them need to learn the language of the other. She showed him the picture of herself found in the book.

"I am Jane," she said, pointing to herself.

"Tarzan," he said, pointing to himself.

They would have plenty of time to get to know each other.

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This is a request from justingochioco

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Words Below:

Justin wanted to become an explorer. As soon as he could, he went on an expedition to one of the many unmapped regions of Africa. He took a book with him so he could record what he saw along the way. Every night, and sometimes during the day, he wrote down his thoughts about the expedition and every time he encountered an interesting plant or animal he drew a picture of it. He filled up that a hundred pages in only a matter of days.

One day Justin decided to rest beside a large tree. The other members of the expedition had gone elsewhere but he had not noticed. Soon he was fast asleep. When he woke up hours later, he noticed his book was glowing. He opened up the book and flipped through the pages wondering what was causing such a mysterious glow.

On the final page was a sketch of a woman dressed in a Victorian dress, shoes with a slight heel, an explorer hat similar to his own, and carrying a parasol. Justin had never met such a woman nor made a sketch of one. He wondered how such a picture got into his book.

Justin held up his hands and noticed they were glowing too. It was not just his hands. It was his entire body. He dropped the book and frantically looked around for the rest of his expedition. There was nowhere in sight.

The glow on his body and clothing became even brighter as they changed to become more like the drawing. His clothing changed into a bright yellow Victorian dress, gloves appeared on his hands, his shoes became more feminine and gained a slight heel, and a parasol appeared out of nowhere.

As spectacular as these changes were, they were hardly noticeable compared to the changes happening to his body. Breasts appeared on Justin as his entire body took on a more feminine appearance. He screamed. His scream sounded like that of a woman. Finally his genitals changed making him, or her, completely female.

The name Jane entered his mind as the name Justin faded away. Along with the change in name came a change in memories. As far as Jane was concerned, that was who she had always been. She picked up the book she had dropped and turned to the sketch of herself. It was just the way she had drawn it.

Despite the momentary calm, her problems were far from over. When Jane set down the book once more, it was snatched by a baby baboon. That book had all her drawings and thoughts about the expedition in it. Without thinking, Jane snatched it back. This caused the baby baboon to cry.

Immediately dozens, perhaps hundreds of baboons surrounded her. The circle was not yet complete so she ran off in the only direction that was still free to her. The baboons gave chase. She could not outrun the baboons. It was only a matter of time before they caught her.

Just when it looked like there was no escape, a human hand came out of nowhere and pulled her to safety. It was a man unlike any man she had seen before. Despite being human, he knew his way through the jungle better than most animals. He took her to what looked like some kind of treehouse. It was his home.

Jane tried to speak to him but all he did was grunt. She realized they did not speak the same language. If they were going to communicate, one or both of them need to learn the language of the other. She showed him the picture of herself found in the book.

"I am Jane," she said, pointing to herself.

"Tarzan," he said, pointing to himself.

They would have plenty of time to get to know each other.