Claire began to have second thoughts about being genderless. She (well, now he) thought about all the things he'd miss while he was like this, especially if it was permanent: he'd never be able to see a dick or vagina again or have sex again. But then again, if he began to miss sexual stuff he could always alter humanity to be more like it was. He also was worried if anyone would remember, the book said that 99% of humanity would remember big changes, but what about the 1%...
He examined his new body a bit. It was so strange being genderless. His chest felt so strange and empty without breasts, he was so used to having them flopping around since puberty it was strange to just have nothing there, just smooth skin. The sensation of lacking genitalia was strange too, he had always had a hole down there, it was so odd feeling just smooth skin where his pussy once was. There used to be so much there and now there was just nothingness. He reached down his pants and felt the smooth sexless skin. If he'd miss anything from his womanhood it would be his vagina.
He looked around his room. It was mostly the same. There were some sex toys he owned as a woman that were gone. It was strange to think that some things just didn't exist anymore. A poster for an anime had genderless chatacters now of course, though he noted that there seemed to still be some sort of sex appeal to it.
He looked at himself in the mirror. His androgynous form was truly beautiful in a way. He looked so perfect, completely unencumbered by sexuality, no gross genitals between his legs. He was perfect.