She stands up from the bed and starts to get dressed, her movements graceful and smooth. "Let's go get checked up, honey. I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for this." As Lily puts on her clothes, you notice a flicker of sadness in her eyes.
Maybe the doctor will be able to help you figure this out. And even if you don't get fixed, at least you'll be able to get some answers.
Lily puts you in a soft carrying case in her purse. You hear her walking then driving, then walking some more, and the lightning above you changes
After a few minutes, you come to a stop outside a small clinic. Lily opens the door and takes you inside, where you are greeted by a cute young woman who greets you with a welcoming smile.
As you approach the front desk, you notice that the receptionist is looking at you with a mixture of curiosity and concern.
"Oh, he's a nice big, fat cutie!" she says to Lily. "What seems to be the trouble with him, today?"
You notice that Lily looks a little embarrassed, but she doesn't say anything. Instead, she just hands over the paperwork and asks to schedule you an appointment. The receptionist nods and directs you to the waiting room.
As you sit in the waiting room, you feel a deep sense of anxiety bubbling up inside you. What if there really is no explanation for what's happening to you? What if you're just stuck this way forever? Would that even be so bad?
Lily lowers her soft hand into her purse, and gently strokes you: "Shhh, I can tell when you're tense," she says. "And not in a good way. I'm sure Dr. Lesley can help. We're lucky to have such a great penologist in town."
She smiles warmly at you, trying to reassure you.But deep down, you know she's just being hopeful. You know there's no way out of this. And that's when the realization hits you: this situation is totally beyond your control. You're a dick now, and you're stuck with it.