"I mean, what the fuck," I said.
"Don't worry, it'll settle in soon," he said. I'm going to go up front, there are some clothes to choose from in that locker, come see me when changed." He left the office. I took a minute to look in the mirror, and a scary thought creeped in my mind, he was right, I was admiring my body, the curves, the hair, the breasts. I would have loved to sleep with, to date me.
I sifted through the clothes in the locker. I found a black bra and underwear combo and slid them on. I thought a black leather skirt and green blouse looked like they fit me fine. After putting them and a pair of sandals on, I looked in the mirror again. I was ready to walk out.
Jake saw me walk back up to my seat. He handed me a small purse. "You turned out pretty good. In here you'll find an ID, your cards have all been temporarily changed. Now, I know you're thinking, I forced this on you, I kind of did. But choice is still yours. You can choose to just be by yourself tonight, return to your friend, he won't know who you are though, like a first date or you just approaching a guy at a bar, or you can choose from the many other guys in here. Your choice, but a word of warning. Within 12 hours, one of two outcomes will happen. One, you ingest or get any semen in your body, you extend your time as a woman by three days. Two, you have protected or no sex at all, and you can become the old you again, or you can choose to remain a woman forever. Understood?"
I nodded. "Will I remember tonight, either way?"
"Yes."
I knew I needed to make a choice. Go after a friend, and remember weirdly if anything happened, or go after a complete stranger.