Eileen suddenly noticed the time, and he pulled himself off Ty. "Oh fuck, we've got like 5 minutes until Becca's back from her Saturday job!" he warned the girl.
"That's OK!" Ty reassured him. "I can use my powers to wish everything goes back how it was!"
Eileen looked a little saddened. "...I kinda wanted us to have the baby we just made..." he admitted.
"Good point," Ty laughed. "How about I wish we'd stay in these bodies, but no one thinks it's weird or remembers how we were before?"
"That could work," Eileen agreed.
Ty focused her power, and things altered to fit their new selves. Everyone but Eileen remembered him as a man, and everyone except Ty remembered her as a woman. Eileen's clothes also altered to comprise a man's wardrobe, and Ty's turned to smaller sizes and more feminine stuff adorned it. This rippled through to Eileen's panties becoming boxers, his dressing gown growing several sizes, and Ty's T-shirt and cargo pants changing into a strappy top and skirt.
Eileen pulled Ty into a hug and kissed her one last time while they were both still naked, and they hastily dressed so that Becca would be none the wiser about the babymaking they'd just done. Ty mopped up the last evidence, the cum that had leaked on Eileen's carpet, and she kissed her lover and went on her way.
"You can come back anytime you like," Eileen said as she prepared to walk out the door.
"Even if I want you to fuck me again?" Ty asked.
"Especially if you want me to fuck you again," Eileen smirked. Ty laughed, and with that she shut the door and sneaked home.
Once Ty was back in her room, she locked the door and took a look at her wardrobe. It surprised her how much girlish stuff there was- sundresses, low-cut tops, short tops, short shorts, a whole variety of colourful skirts, tights and long socks... so much stuff here he never would've felt comfortable wearing as a boy, but now she found really pretty. It was even weirder to see the underwear- there wasn't a single pair of boxers or even briefs, just panties, and a bunch of bras. Some of them matched quite nicely.
Ty felt like she needed a bit of a reality check- all this was hers? It would fit her? Really?
She went to her bedroom's mirror and undressed, pulling off her top (noticing she had to pull it from the bottom like a girl instead of from the top like a boy), unzipping and stepping out of her skirt, and undoing her bra and pulling off her panties.
She stared at herself in the mirror, naked as the day she- or rather he- was born. Thinking about this in those terms was weird, as it made her recall how she had been born from him; her breasts had swelled from his chest and his penis and scrotum had shrunken away to form her clitoris and vagina. She ran her hand over her stomach and found herself contemplating how Eileen had put a baby in her, and how her flesh would swell to accommodate it.
Her focus on getting dressed was softening, and she wondered whether to reel it back in...