Cerve has you eat

Cerve gently smacks your ass sending a shudder through your body.

Cerve : "all done sweety, careful as you stand up. This stuff causes muscle weakness."

You do as she says and she's right, you feel unstable on your feet. But how did she know that?

Cerve : "now you need to get some dinner in you, your body needs a lot of energy to fuel the changes."

That makes sense but you can't say eating was a very appealing prospect. You weren't particularly hungry as it felt like lunch was only a few hours ago. And your throat was still pretty dodgy.

Cerve : "I'll make you a nutritious smoothy with everything a growing girl needs! "

That sounds like something you could tolerate. You gingerly walk over and sit on the couch, suddenly very tired. It had been quite an eventful day. You woke up in an uncertain daze, under the dying influence of your misguided resistance, made what you think will be a lifelong friend, then made a life changing decision to alter yourself permanently and even took large steps to that end. You feel exhausted both physically and mentally and a little cold.

Cerve walks over and sets a tall glass full of a thick cream pink liquid and a straw along with a soft blanket. You suck deeply, your throat is still numb from the tea and you barely taste the stuff. You wrap yourself tightly in the blanket. The lights are dim and you just lay there for a while, cozy and enjoying being free from the crushing confusion and anxiety of the last few days. Your breathing slows, your eyelids become heavy and you fall into a deep contented sleep.