...an obese man", she finishes.
"You-- you what?!", you say, flabbergasted. "I thought you loved being a woman!"
"I do, but ever since this weight gain, I feel like I'd feel better if I was a guy", she replies.
"That's ridic--" is all you can spit out before she walks through the door. You know that when she walks back out, she won't be the same. But you're kinda starting to like that, for some reason.
After a few minutes, a somewhat familiar looking guy walks out of the door. He's fatter than your girlfriend was, but he's wearing clothes that are similar to the pair she was straining, but more masculine and fitting him better. His hair is the same color as hers, but it's much shorter. He also has a beard that extends all the way to the bottom of his neck, which is obscured by his triple (or possibly quadruple) chin.
"How do you like?", he asks with a voice that sounds like a masculine version of her voice.
You don't know how to respond at first, but then you realize that...