Slowly, you come to and open your eyes. “I think she’s coming to, guys,” you hear Phoebe’s voice say. Everything looks blurry at first but soon you make out Amanda, Maddie, Phoebe, and Sam kneeling down over you.
“Wha-wha-?” you try to say, still shock by how your voice sounds.
“Judging by where you are now, I’d say you had a look at the new you, and the shock was a bit too much,” piped in Amanda.
You shake your head. “My-my hair?” you ask, getting used to your new female voice. “How’d id get so long?”
“Hormonal surge,” says Phoebe. “Happens to everyone who changes fast. Womens’ hair grows faster and thicker than men's; you’re gonna need to get your haircut more often.”
“Oh, we can worry about that later, says Sam as she looks at you in a different way than last night-and gently carresses your left buttock.
Amanda is looking at you the same way. “Don’t be so greedy, Sam,” she says to the redhead. “I’d say the new girl can take more than one.”
“No fair!” cries Maddie, then looks at you-with the same expression, as if she’s groping you with her eyes. “I helped the old Brian say goodbye to manhood.” Now she touches your shoulder. “Let me welcome the new Brianna to womanhood.”
Before, if three women acted like this towards you, you would have felt flattered and even eager. You still are, but your even more creeped out.
“All right you leches,” says Phoebe, the only one who doesn’t seem to be in an amorous mood. “You three got to get ready for work soon. I’ve got today off, so how about I help the new girl adjust to her situation?” Silently, your other housemates nod, and walk out your room.
Phoebe lets out a sigh of relief as she closes the door. “One more minute, and there would have been a lesbian orgy in here,” she says dryly, then hands you a white, folded up bathrobe. “Here, put this on.”
You stand up and put on the robe. “The others-why were they looking at me like-like-?”
“A piece of meat?” Phoebe smirks as you both walk to your bed and sit down. “Don’t be too hard on them; your body’s emitting a ton of pheromones. Happens with those who change as quickly as you did; it’s best to keep your distance from most for a couple of days or you’ll make a ton of women wet.”
“But-but you're not-.”
“I’m asexual. I was before coming here, although I didn’t want to admit it then. Part of the reason the old me was such a jerk, trying to prove he really was a man. Don’t get me wrong, I have engaged in sex since becoming a woman, but I’m just not driven by urges the way most people are.” She laughs softly. “Probably another reason I’m the best one to help you on your first day of womanhood.”
“So-what do we do now?” you ask.
Phoebe places her arm around your shoulder. “We’ll get you dressed, and I’ll take you to our gynecologist-don't worry; you might make her a little wet between the legs but she’s a professional. Most of the clothes you’ve brought, we’ll have to drop off at our local goodwill. Then we get you a whole new wardrobe, some cosmetics and jewelry, and I take you to the beauty salon.” The goth’s eyes glimmer with anticipation. “And when the others get home, the four of us will treat the new you to a Girls’ Night Out.”