Suddenly your clothes become a little uncomfortable. Your shirt seems loose, but your pants and shoes feel a bit tight. The earrings fall out of your ears, almost as thought they were pushed out, and land on the floor. Your head feels a little lighter, but other than that, you don't really feel like you notice a big difference. Maybe you are just imagining things, and you need to buy better backs for your earrings. Sighing, you lean over to pick up your earrings and shove them in your pocket, then you start walking uncomfortably towards the front of the store.
Passing by a full-length mirror on one of the pillars, you glance at yourself, not really expecting to see anything but the somewhat short, stocky, tanned girl that you are. Except that's not the reflection. Instead, staring back at you, mouth agape, is a tall, wiry young man, with a short, neat haircut, some stubble on the cheeks, and oddly enough, wearing your clothes. The pants of which now have a tell-tale bulge. Astounded, you reach down between your legs and gasp at the strange pressure.
You can't believe this. You never thought that wish machine was real. Or did you? Did you actually hope that this would happen? Well, now that it has happened, what do you do about it? Do you have any way of existing in this world as a man? And what happens to your female life? Did it just disappear?