Two bodies fell to the floor one on top of the other. The one below trying to struggle out of a pin... "10... 9... 8... 7..." Peron started counting. One way or another the type breaker was wrestling, and the much physically stronger one having had the advantage. "6... 5... 4... 3..." Drist could tell he wasn't getting out and stopped struggling, "2... 1..." Drist just started into Peron's eyes as he said "0..."
Drist thought "...and this is how my female life begins again... In the arms of a strong man..."
Peron got off and held out a hand "Good game, but I think I'm keeping my dick." Drist took his hand and got up.
"Let's just go to the clinic..." Drist said for his return trip.
Peron waited in the lobby for a few minutes till Drist came out. Peron whistled, his old bud was for sure a looker. her figure had just a slight curve, but her face was beautiful and her hair was long and silky. She had a small bag containing her old clothes, and was wearing a plain dress offered to new females. Drist asked "I don't look too odd do I? I wanted to see what my old self would've looked like... So I just asked for a straight gender change and a hair lengthening..."
Peron smiled and said "Nah, you look gorgeous." he saw Drist smile a bit and then go a bit more neutral "...Say... before you go home and have to do some of those tea ceremonies or whatever..." This felt odd to Peron. Drist was cute and he felt some attraction too her... then again it was his best bud... on the other hand this was Drist's natural form. She just hated the life her family had tried to pin on her as a girl... maybe "...Would you like to go on a small date? As ourselves, maybe find you some clothes you'd like?" Drist looked up at Peron, the way he'd slightly try to avoid her gaze and the slight flush on his cheeks.
"..." Drist smirked "Sure, how about calling me Dristi that was my birth name."