You don't know what to do. After all, what can you do? You are in the wrong body, for crying out loud! You are a young male, an adult male, in the body of a beautiful nubile female! A nymph likely to arouse all males around! A male within a very, very attractive female body! There was nothing as vile as that! All these directions represent creatures that are alien to you. Heck, even being a nymph is alien to you! The minotaur helped you indeed but he was still rough, violent and not very understanding in the end. He could have been nicer! All those creatures could be as treacherous as the satyrs. You cannot trust anyone. Better find other mortals, people like you used to be. They should help you out. At least you'll find understanding among them and know who you will be dealing with. And find help to restore you to your male condition. You miss your penis already. And your testicles. And your testosterone. How can you even consider urinating in that body? You'll have to eventually and just thinking about it is simply revolting. Ugh! To think there is an extra opening down there just to welcome semen and make babies... Disgusting! Pleasure Island was definitely becoming Nightmare Island. But hopefully you'd get help and your transformation could be reversed.
You went through the maze and crossed distances running, startled by any noise and speeding as fast as you could. Luckily the satyrs seemed gone for now. You finally reach a group of youngsters, both male and female, partying and revelling in the free booze and cheap burgers and hotdogs. You approach them and explain your situation. The leers and catcalls from the guys become embarrassed and disgusted glares as they realize they considered having sex with a man now in a sexy body. You swallow your anger and embarrassment, waiting to see if they are willing to help you or not.