Holding your own freshly evacuated essence in your hand, you worried what would happen if you didn’t have it back soon. The tingling sensation from all those physical changes had not worn off yet, but already it had been too much. Everything was taller, you felt wider and seemed strangely squishy in funny places.
Rolling the container between your new, smaller fingers you thought about how best to get it back in. Your old masculine essence didn’t seem as active as the replacement feminine essence that jumped on your face earlier, but it could be because it was in shock.
You brought it to your lips and poured it over yourself.
For a moment it just felt like a very sticky puddle sitting on your face, but as it started to slowly drip down it picked up speed leaving a cool sensation in its wake.