Thinking about what you know about the flashlight, you feel your face grow pale. You realize that if she did change you, then you would have absolutely no way of knowing.
"What... what was I before you messed with that flashlight?" You ask in a concerned voice.
"You were my boyfriend! What the hell did this thing do to you?!" Melissa yells, tears starting to well up in her eyes.
"It's okay, we can fix this, just put that on the bed and let's talk." You tell her in a calm manner.
Almost as if it were about to explode, she nervously placed it on the bed in front of her.
"That flashlight is magic" you begin to explain "it can change peoples features to be more feminine or more masculine by shining it on those areas. The blue is for male, and the pink is for female."
"What the fuck?!" She exclaims.
"I know, but it gets weirder. It also alters the reality for everyone except the one using the flashlight to accommodate the changes. No one notices any of the changes except whoever is touching the flashlight." You finish explaining.
Having calmed down a bit she looks down to the flashlight and back up to meet your gaze.
"Well if that's true, then I need to change you back to the way you were." Melissa realizes, picking up the flashlight.
"Okay" you respond, closing your eyes.
"Everything looks right now." Melissa states, prompting you to open your eyes.