"wait a minute" you think, "when did the popsicle become red and yellow? the packaging was red, yellow, and blue, but the popsicle was pink wasn't it? and god, why did I start sucking that like it was a cock and I was a horny slut? I was a girly girl but not a whore. Maybe on second thought I better not screw around with these magic popsicles any more. But, wow! I do like the new me. I think I'm smarter than my male self was, and maybe even stronger too. I wasn't exactly buff as a guy. I feel confident. I'm a total bad ass! It's good not to be a bimbo any more, and maybe this popsicle made me think this way, but that's just objective truth ain't it? Maybe girly me would have had fun but her life would have been useless. I'll actually do something with mine. Hell, I bet I'll have more fun in bed in the end anyway, that is, if I can find a man who can pay attention to something other than these ridiculously huge breasts...
You look over at "dreamboat" and roll your eyes. He's probably not all bad but now he just seems so immature in his manner. You're about the same age but you can't help but feel like he's a kid and you're an adult.
The Bakery Man scowls in the distance. He curses his luck, but unpredictable changes do sometimes happen. He'd long experimented with magic and science to create his mind and body altering foods, and was hoping to upgrade to altering reality itself, but it was slow work with lots of trial and error. As far as reality goes, he'd only been able to make it so that a person's changes became the new normal so everyone else remembered them as if they'd always been that way. He wanted many things, but pervert that he was a lot of his experiments centered around creating a horny slut that would obey his every whim. He'd almost perfected making the perfect girly girl, but getting them into the sack with him was much harder, as even most bimbos didn't want to give him the time of day once he opened his mouth, and he hadn't yet found a way to directly influence their wills.
You glance over and notice him scowling. He tries to pretend like he wasn't watching you but you don't fall for it. Did he try to turn you into a slut??? Oh he is going down. You might be of the weaker sex but you knew some martial arts and weren't afraid to kick the ass of a pudgy loser like him.