There was an adjustment period that came when inhabiting a female host. A mix of hormones, higher resting body temperatures, hell just living through the eyes of a woman was strange. Sure he was intimately knowledgeable of the body of a woman, no stranger to exploring the female body from his experience due to his many escapades. But living as a woman was certainly different for him.

It came with a dull ache in his gut when V was in her stash, sitting on a stool as she cleaned her weaponry. Then the ache grew, felt like his organs were being fucked with and he wasn't taking it too kindly. "V, the fuck is going on with you?" Johnny questions with a grimace on his face as he leans against the doorway, one hand grasping at his stomach. V grumbles under her breath, something about a period.

No wonder they've been fighting more recently, both arguing like hormonal girls. He had always been the type to dismiss period pains, he saw periods as an annoyance. Made it hard for him to get laid sometimes and it made women extra pissy as if some of them didn't annoy him enough. He had just learned to avoid the topic entirely, whenever his exes found themselves on their shark week he'd dip for the week. Problem solved.

But now? There was no avoiding it and he was seeing it through a different lens. Hell not just seeing it but feeling it as well due to him sharing the same senses as V. It felt like there was a knife being twisted in his gut, it's a constant pain that has him shifting side to side to try to relieve himself of the pain to no avail. "Fuck, V. Do something! It hurts over here!"