You quickly test the apartment door, and just like the note says it's unlocked now. Heading out, you pause for a second outside your door, your eyes wandering to the apartment complex's bathroom. There's a mirror in there, right? Maybe that would help you get a better sense of your new body? You head in, lock the door behind you, and turn toward the mirror.
Well...you're here. Time to see what you look like now. You look in the mirror, and you see...you. It doesn't feel like voyeurism, or staring at a cute girl. You are that cute girl. And it doesn't feel weird. You're a little frightened by that fact, that your new body doesn't even look weird to you, that it feels like you've had it all your life. Still, there's a part of you that knows it's not your body, that you're supposed to be a guy. And that part of you is...kinda turned on right now.
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