I'm really sorry it's been so long. I really, truly struggled with this chapter. Hopefully the end product is something you don't totally hate.

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Curtis had not only changed his outfit. He had changed his gender.

Elsie watched as the girl before her stretched out her muscles, ready for her run.

"Does it feel weird?" This stopped her for a second as she looked up at the strawberry blonde, an eyebrow raised for her to continue. "Suddenly not having a dick?"

The girls face scrunched up. Of course only Elsie could think of a question like that. "I hadn't really thought about it." She replied.

Elsie seemed to think for a moment, a ton of questions whirling through her mind that she figured 'Curtis' wouldn't be able to answer just yet if he'd only just started using his power. "Ok. I'll be here. Watching. Do I need to cheer?"

"Only if you want to." Elsie shook her head with a laugh. "Then don't cheer." She began to sprint off.

"Ok. Have fun." She called after her, receiving a wave of acknowledgement.

Elsie made her way up into the stands to take a seat out of the sunshine so she could watch her friend. While she usually loved sitting in the sun, she figured it would be more wise to stay out of it since she wasn't wearing any sun cream. Her pale skin would typically burn in no time at all and she didn't fancy having to wear a jumpsuit over burnt skin.

On the start of her friends second lap, She noticed a figure and at the sight of the Probation Worker (What the fuck was he doing here?) stretching on the side lines, Elsie had sent a quick text to Curtis to tell him she was heading back. Not that he would even see it until he himself had finished.

Though she didn't mind getting in trouble, she would prefer not to have her community service extended anymore and seeing the man who was supposedly in charge of them at the track gave her the impression she shouldn't risk being caught.

She managed to catch Curtis's eye and nodded her head towards the man and she was relieved when her friend nodded back in understanding.

She hastily walked back to the community centre, not knowing how long he would be out for (about as long as it took female Curtis to reject him, so not long probably. If that was even what he was there for) and almost fell over trying to change back into her jumpsuit as quickly as possible.

Having not received another job (so far) for the day after scraping at benches, Elsie decided to simply sit and read the comic that Simon had lent her. She knew the perfect spot where she could see everyone that entered (mainly the probation worker) but they would not see her. Giving her enough time to hide the comic and make herself look busy

She had only managed a few pages when she felt a presence behind her. "You can sit down you know." She mumbled, not actually one hundred percent sure who it was, though she had a suspicion.

That suspicion was confirmed when Rudy took a seat next to her. "A'right sweet cheeks." He bumped her shoulder with his own and cast a bright smile down at her when she looked up at him.

"Aren't you supposed to be working?"

"Could ask you the same question." He teased.

"Touché."

"What's this 'ere?" He took the comic from her hands and inspected the cover.

"It's called a comic." She sassed him and watched his eyes move from left to right as he flicked through the pages, pausing here and there to study the drawings. "Didn't know you could read."

"You offend me so," He placed his free hand against his chest. "I'll 'ave you know, I am quite the avid reader."

"Of what? Porn magazines?"

"No. Well, obviously, yes. But did you know, that you're 'andsome friend Rudy 'ere has read one o' them King books?" He raised his eyebrows at her, waiting for her to be impressed.

"Have you?"

His face froze at her enthusiastic tone, clearly not expecting her to be that impressed. "Well, 'alf of one."

"You didn't read any of it did you?"

"Well...no. But I did pretend to so I could impress this one girl."

"Oh? And how did that go for you?"

"Well, a bit shit actually if you must know. She kept asking me questions and I'd only really briefly read a summary on google and I couldn't remember any of it."

"Surprised you even googled it to be honest." She paused at the look on his face. "You didn't even google it, did you?" She laughed.

He looked relieved - and perhaps a little irritated - that she was laughing at him. "It were the thought that counted you know."

"Thinking about searching a summary of a book, to try and impress a girl who obviously likes reading? I'm sure that counts." She shook her head and took back the comic from Rudy, making a note of what page she had reached so she could continue it later. Evidently she wasn't going to get much opportunity now.

"Thought you'd gone to watch Curtis do some sport or summat? Wot you doin' back 'ere?"

"The probation worker turned up at the tracks, didn't really wanna get caught, you know? Can't exactly change my appearance or make two of myself like some people I know.

"And this is your spot is it? When it's quiet. Do you come up 'ere often?"

She shrugged and looked towards the entrance doors. "Sometimes."

Rudy turned away from watching her as the door flew open and Curtis - back to his male body - stormed through. Clearly angry or perhaps even upset.

"Wonder what's happened to him?" She thought out loud.

"Come on love." He stood with a groan and reached his hand down to her. "Let's go and find out shall we?"

She took his hand and he pulled her up, though as they descended he didn't let go and even interlocked their fingers, swinging their hands between them.

"So what happened with the book reader?"

"Eh? Oh, not a lot really."

"No?"

"No, she ended up not really being my type to be honest."

"I thought anything with a vagina would be your type though?"

"Well you thought wrong then didn't ya?" They came to a stop in the hall opposite the changing rooms, leaning against the glass as they waited.

After a moments pause, Rudy walked off into the storage cupboard taking Elsie with him, much to her annoyance. "What are you doing?"

"Litter pickers." He informed her, grabbing a couple from their spot against the wall. "Probation worker said we're litter pickin' before 'e left."

"Eugh, wonderful."

"I didn't mean to disturb you up there ya know." She frowned at him and waited for him to elaborate. She didn't have to wait long. "Didn't actually realise you were reading. Just wanted to make sure you were a'right." She felt this was the second Rudy talking more than the first.

Was he blushing? She was fairly certain he was due to the fact he wouldn't look her in the eye and seemingly found the floor incredibly interesting.

When he chanced a glance up at her, she was smiling sweetly at him. "I appreciate that. Thanks." He smiled back at her but quickly looked away as he caught sight of someone entering the corridor over her shoulder.

"Oh, shh." Rudy grabbed her wrist and tucked them away behind a corner so they could listen. Not that Elsie particularly wanted to listen to the frankly awkward encounter that was playing in the corridor. But it was either that or think about Rudy's arm round her waist to hold her against him as they hid.

"We were both drunk... Let's just forget it ever happened." A female voice spoke. Was this the girl Curtis had taken home last night? The one he had been all smiles about earlier that morning?

Rudy walked them both forwards slowly, until the only thing between them and Curtis was the door.

The male behind her laughed, breathing onto the glass and - finally letting go of her waist - drew a sad face into the condensation he had created, much to Curtis's annoyance. He glanced at the red head and she sent him a roll of her eyes.

"That were brutal. Weren't it?" Rudy announced, leaning around Elsie and the door. Though Elsie did have to agree with him, she didn't think there was any need to actually say it out loud. "Like watching someone fist a baby lamb," Elsie gave a look of disgust. "She just took a huge shit in your mouth."

"Shut the fuck up man." Curtis finally told him, though why he couldn't have said it after the baby lamb comment, Elsie wasn't sure.

"A'right." The northerner came to a stop in front of Curtis and Elsie stood beside him. "Look - it - you know happens, to all of us. Right, dunnit Elsie?" Though he gave her no time to answer. "Women are cruel, they're insensitive and they are hurtful." He counted off on his fingers. "Present company excluded, because you are lovely."

"You're only saying that because I'm right next to you."

"Be that as it may..." He trailed off, turning his focus back on Curtis who looked like he'd had enough. "But they're so beautiful...they smell really nice...they smell like..." Elsie sighed and crossed her arms waiting for him to inform them just exactly what women smelt like. "Toffee apples. Oh," He looked at her now as if just remembering she was still there, reached forward to cup the back of her head and pull it closer to him, resting his nose on top of her head and taking a whiff. "and coconut. Actually, that smells really nice." He took another inhale before letting her go, taking the opportunity to mess up her hair as she moved backwards.

Only now he'd finished his speech did he offer a little picker to each of them. Curtis hesitant to take it and Elsie not one hundred percent sure what she had just listened to. The two friends watched the northerner walk off, whistling to himself as he went.

"Are you ok?" The red head finally asked her friend as she reached up to sort her hair out. "I didn't really hear much other than that you were both drunk, but it didn't sound like a good drunk?" Her words fizzled out as she finished her sentence. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hear any of it."

"It's alright." But she could tell it wasn't and that he wanted to get something off his chest.

"What is it?"

He took a moment to look at anything but her, fidgeting with the littler picker and pressing his lips together. "She said..." He finally looked at her and took hold of her arms and in return she held onto his arms back, almost dropping her litter picker to do so. "You don't tell no one what I'm about to say."

"Ok." She nodded.

"You gotta promise me Elsie."

"I promise." She offered him her pinky finger, feeling childish for doing so, but knowing he would understand. He was quick to link his own with her, not even batting an eyelid at the action. "I promise I won't tell anyone." She repeated.

He released her and moved so he was standing next to her, leaning against the door. "She said I was some of the worst sex she'd ever had." He murmured in case anyone else was close by.

"She told you that?"

"Well, she told female me."

"Oh...yes, I see." Elsie mumbled to herself. She could understand why he didn't want her repeating this too anyone else. "And what did you tell her?"

He shrugged. "That I had to go." They caught sight of the others beginning to gather at the doors, waiting for the two of them to come over so they could begin their next task. "What do you think I should do?"

"I mean...is there anything you can do?" She bit her lip as she thought to herself. "It's maybe not that you're shit." She started, not even sure the words that were coming out of her mouth would even help him. "It might be that you were a bit rough or just ended up doing things that she didn't like?" He mulled over her words as she continued. "Every girl is different so we all enjoy different things. It's just a matter of finding out. Hey, maybe you could get to know what you like?"

"What d'you mean?" He looked really confused and she really couldn't blame him.

"Well, you can turn into a female. Maybe it's worth finding out what you like as a female and using that knowledge on your future...partners."

"Like...fingering myself?" He seemed a little disgusted at the thought.

"Are you comin'?" Kelly shouted from the doorway, clearly fed up with waiting.

"Just a sec." Elsie called back before lowering her voice back to talk to her friend. "You've wanked yourself off enough with Alisha, what's the difference? No one is saying you have to touch your female genitals straight away, you can do it over your underwear if you really don't want to touch it. Though that's a bit odd if you don't want to quite frankly." She pushed away from the door to move towards the others.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He wasn't offended, but Elsie still worried he was.

"It means that you've slept with a few girls so you've more than likely done foreplay with them. You can touch their bits, but you can't touch you're own? Just think about it yeah?" She was used to weird conversations but this was strange and she couldn't wait to get away from it. "Take some tissues with you if you decide to though." She called back over her shoulder as the others left the building.

Curtis was quick to catch up with her. "I'm gonna ask 'er." He announced to her as if she was in on the plan.

"Ask who, what?" She stopped in her tracks.

"Alisha."

"Ask her what?"

"If I was shit." With that, Curtis walked ahead, leaving Elsie wondering if he'd heard a word she'd just said. "You comin'?" He called over his shoulder when he realised she wasn't following.

She rolled her eyes but let her feet carry her after him and the others. "Don't get offended if what she has to say isn't what you want to hear, ok?" She spoke when she'd caught up with him.

He looked down at her, bewildered. "You wot?"

"I think you heard me Curtis. Good luck." Now it was her turn to walk ahead of him and catch up with the others.