Travis is laying naked on the couch. The sight causes you to pause. Travis remains there, appraising you with a small smile. His medium-long hair is splayed out behind his head, and he's resting on his hand. His lithe, tight body is twisted so that he looks like one of those classical paintings -- certain muscles looking tight and popping up under the skin. He's moderately hairy, a good dusting on his legs and a little on his pecs. You hadn't seen him this bare before, and you feel a little guilty that you're not more excited. Truthfully, you feel a rising swell of anxious heat in your chest.
"Travis..." you say, turning away in discomfort. Travis rises confidently, mistaking it for shyness, and walks up to you. He places a hand on your shoulder, and you see the ring glistening there. The awkward situation had almost made you forget the changes he had visited upon you only minutes ago. You step back, a hand outstretched defensively. Travis glances at your muscular arm in confusion. "What is it?" You close your eyes, and start to speak without looking at him. "I'm not happy you just changed me without asking. I wanted to share the ring with you because I care about you, and you're taking advantage of me." Travis sighs, and when you open your eyes, you see he's slipped back into his silk boxers. He's wearing a more serious expression now, his arms folded over his chest.
"It's not like that... I was taking advantage of our OPPORTUNITY, not you. You didn't mind earlier today!" This was the first time the two of you had ever fought, and the waves of anxiety increase. You don't want to upset him and have him leave with the only thing that can get you back to normal. "Well, that's not how I see it." Travis looks defeated. He twists he ring off his finger and presses it into your hand. "I thought you'd be happy. I picked a big dick to give you, I was thinking about you." You shake your head. "You never even saw my old one!" He tries to step towards you, hold you sympathetically, but you back away. Confusion is all over Travis' face. "I want to be back to normal. I'm a completely different person than I was yesterday," you say, shaking your head. "You don't know what that's like for me."
"Well," Travis says, "then why don't you show me. I guess it's only fair, I changed you twice. You should be able to do the same." He sits down on the couch, waiting for your response.