Some random guy walks into the bathroom and gives you a quick, starnge look.
"The ladies' room is next door, miss." He says after a little hesitation.
You almost try to protest instinctively, "But I'm a...," but you cut yourself off after you realize the higher pitch of your voice. "...girl," you finish your sentence despondently, finally accepting what you're becoming in reality.
"Of course you are, miss. Like I said, the ladie's room is next door. This is the men's room. It's okay, we all make that mistake sometimes," the man says as he heads over to one of the stalls.
You step out of the bathroom and back into the main room of the club. You stand very confused as you have no clue what to do about your current situation. Then, you see Britney walking over with the pitcher of beer you bought her.
"Hey. Where'd you go? You bought me this whole pitcher and then took off. Is something wrong?"
You want to say yes, as there was obviously something very wrong, but knowing she would probably not believe your story you just say, "No, I'm fine."
"Well, I couldn't finish this whole pitcher off by myself. Excuse me for asking, but, I take it you are a lesbian, right?"
Hmm, so that's why she still seems interested in you.
She continues, "It's totally cool if you are. I'm actually bisexual myself. Personally, I think it's kinda hard to find a female lover around here though, don't you? I mean, you are lesbian, right?"
"Of course," you respond. At least you can still hold on to your love for women--or at least for the time beig hopefully.
"Great!" she exclaims and takes a gulp of beer. "Oh, here." she hands you a cup. "Afterall, you did buy it."
You cock your head back and chug as much as you can. As you do, you notice something tickling the back of your neck. You grab back at feel a lock of long hair. You realize your hair has grown down to your shoulders.
"It might be the drinks, but you keep looking sexier and sexier tonight," Britney tells you.
Of course, you're looking sexier to her if she's into women, though, you think. Afterall, you are becoming more womanish every progressing moment. Just since you left the bathroom, another change has already happened! You're almost to the point of acceptance though. The beer probably has a lot to do with it, but the fact that a hott babe is coming on to you and you probably wouldnt have had a real chance with anyone this hott as your male self--this really makes you think that being female might not be so bad for the time being at least. Even so, you'll probably be able to get back to the doctor later and he'll get everything fixed somehow, so everything will be back to normal again.
Wait a minute--THE DOC! Maybe there is still hope of regaining your masculinity. Should you go to him now, though?