"Okay, okay." Merlin said, "Everything is going to be fine." He raised his arms, or rather, raised Morgana's arms, "No, it's not. I'm in Morgana's body, in Morgana's hut, in the middle of nowhere and now I have to pee. Great."
He walked to the door, tripping over the dress only once, and peered out making sure no one was out there. Seeing nobody he stepped out and walked behind a tree, made to lift the dress, then shivered. "I can't do it. I can't." But he really needed to pee. He closed his eyes and squatted, "This is so wrong."
Once he finished he went back into the hut to think of a plan to get to Arthur and somehow convince him that he was Merlin and not Morgana. It certainly was a better plan than sitting around and freaking out that he was in a different body. Her body was strange compared to his. Not only because he was now housed in a woman's body, but the muscles and the mechanics were different. Okay, maybe it was because he was in a woman's body. There was an extra weight in the front and he had hips, actual hips, and he had flesh instead of being just skin and bones. Plus, there was a lot of hair, he wasn't used to that.
He started pacing, trying to think, but he kept tripping on the gown. "Agh!" He screamed, "How do women wear these things?" He had to get this body into something else. He looked around and smiled when he saw a trunk.
He opened it only to find more dresses, all of them just as long. He sighed, it figured. Luck was not his strong suit when it came to trivial matters. Sighing again, he searched through the trunk to pick a dress that was simpler and easier to move in. He finally decided on a peasant dress, surprised to see it at all, that was lying at the bottom. Finally smiling, he then realized he had to get dress. It wasn't as if he hadn't seen a woman's body before, he helped Gaius out with all of his physician duties, which often included examining females, so that wasn't the problem. The problem was that it was someone he knew, someone he was sure to see again, and if he saw the body naked, then that would be all he would think about the next time.
So, he closed his eyes and tried the best he could to not think about it. He was just dressing a body; it was like getting dressed himself, except now he had boobs. Now he was thinking about her boobs. Breasts. That's the proper way to think of them. They were called breasts. Actually, he wasn't supposed to think of them at all. It was rude. But the knights talked about them all the time, often asking him what he thought of them, all of them with smirks on their faces that grew into smiles and developed into laughter when he would blush. Arthur would often save him by saying he had no time for such activities when he was so busy polishing his armor, then he would tell him to do just that. But back to the matter at hand. He finally laced up the dress and left the hut, making sure there was nobody outside before he stepped out.
He had barely gone a few steps when a man stepped out from behind a tree smirking and holding a sword lazily at his side. "Hello pretty lady." He said.
"He-hello." Merlin said, cursing himself internally for not listening hard enough when he had poked his head out the first time. "It's a nice day, isn't it?"
The man's smirk grew and he hitched up his eyebrows, "I'll say."
Merlin laughed nervously. "Yeah."
"Say, are you alone?"
"Kuh. No. Of course not. What makes you ask that?" He tilted his head to the side and tried to look as innocent as possible.
"Well," said the man as he stepped forward, "I think you are."
"You think? Well, there's a surprise." The look on the man's face made him add, "That's not what I meant."
"It isn't?"
"No." Merlin struggled for an answer, "Look, a Wildren."
The man just stared. "Do I look like that much of an idiot?"
"Yes." Merlin darted away.
"Hey!" The man cried and ran towards him.
Merlin glanced behind him only to find that the man was gaining; Morgana's body wasn't very fast. He tried to put on a bit of speed, but it didn't work, the man was just too quick. Panting heavily, Merlin turned suddenly and stretched his hand towards the man, "Forþ fleoge!"