(What should have happened, since the flashlight changes reality and people not holding it don't remember things.)
"What's the matter? Don't you like my cock?" asked Stacy.
"No!" said Sam quickly.
"What's wrong with it?" asked Stacy defensively. It looked wonderful to her.
"It's too big," said Sam.
"You mean the size you gave it was fine but now that I used it myself it's too big?"
"What are you talking about, Stacy? I didn't use it on you. I mean, I assume you used it on yourself since you shined it but I don't remember it changing."
"I did use it on myself, but... Wait. I get it. Now that I used it to change my dick you think my new dick is normal. So even if you did change it, you don't remember that since I changed it after that. Hmm, I wonder if that works on you too."
"What do you mean?"
Stacy said, "Nothing," not mentioning that she had just changed everything from Sam's calves down to his feet. He wouldn't remember that. Stacy sat down at the bar, watching Sam dress. His pants were now a pair of women's slacks with slimmer legs to fit his more feminine legs, and is shoes were women's shoes with noticeable heels. He put the slacks on over a pair of women's panties, which his underwear had become.
"Yeah, what do you want?" said Stacy angrily. "I thought you were leaving."
He walked up to the bar with his shoes in his hands, looking sheepishly at Stacy.
Sam gulped. He did feel bad about hurting her feelings, but he was just not interested anymore. He just wanted to go home. "I am. But I need my keychain flashlight back before I go,"
"You mean this, " said Stacy, holding the flashlight out of his reach. "Oh no, I am going to keep this. My little punishment for what you did to me."
"I didn't do anything!" he said. Sam did something that surprised them both. He began to cry. Maybe it was the hormones, maybe it was the stress, but whatever the cause he began to bawl like a child.
Stacy sighed, and patted him on the back. "Okay, okay. Stop crying. I'll change you back,"
"What? What are you talking about? You changed me?"
"Yes, when I shone the light on you before it changed you."
"What exactly did you change?"
"You changed your vagina yourself but aside from that half of you looks like a woman because I changed it."
"Oh, come on now."
"All right, have it your way. I'm not changing you back...."
"You can't change me back, I've always been partly female. Do you think I'd be able to fit into these clothes otherwise? But I still want my flashlight."
"Not so fast, " said Stacy. "You still need to be punished first. You still owe me a date. Spend the night with me - just like we planned, and I'll give you your flashlight back. Change yourself or don't change yourself however you want tomorrow. I'll keep my earlier promise, too. We won't do anything you don't want to do. We might go out, maybe hang with some of my friends. I haven't decided yet. But you have to stay by my side for the whole night."
Stacy stared at him, eagerly awaiting Sam's decision.