Coin toss trouble

You awaken, finding yourself tucked into bed. You didn't remember doing that... Archer must have helped you into it when you passed out. She's really considerate around this new you. Very thoughtful, gentle, caring, and...

You pulled up the covers to see you were wearing nothing but panties. ...Of course she got your clothes off, too. She probably had fun doing that, but she did warn you against sleeping in a bra. You frowned as you looked around, and listened for her. No trace, she must have gone back to her place early to do some school stuff. Not a big deal, but you had to admit that you were missing her presence right now. This feels like it's going to be terribly awkward when you spend more time with her as a guy--she seems perfectly able to divide your feelings for her between your two bodies, but your mind is the same in each case, and you don't think you can just pretend to suppress these new emotions about Archer when you're a guy.

Speaking of, you had to get to class today as well, and that meant you needed to go find your coin. You pulled the sheets away, bracing for the cold air for a moment as you stood up, and wandered over to the couch. You had reached a new stage of acceptance with your body where you don't mind the jiggling and shaking so much, but you hadn't spent a lot of time wandering around without your boobs encased in some sort of fabric so their more chaotic bouncing as you walked was a new sensation to you. Still, you appreciated them more when you knew your friend also appreciated them.

You looked around on the table for your coin. No coin. Odd, you left it here earlier... did it get bumped or moved last night when you and Archer got back? It can't be far... aha, the floor by the couch. Gotta be more careful with this thing before you lose it altogether. You picked up the ancient-looking coin and set it Mars-head up.

And... nothing.

Your chest should've become flattened, you should've gained some height, you shouldn't have long hair strewn all over your face right now! You groan a little in panic. Maybe you didn't do it right, you thought you knew the rules for the coin but maybe you were forgetting something. Or there was some technical thing that coins don't like being on the floor so they need extra coin flips or whatever. You pick up the coin again and set it down Mars-side. No effect. You turn it Venus-side, like maybe the coin got confused, no change. You flip the coin in the air, letting it land on the table. Mars-side, nothing. You flip it like ten times in a row. Five Venus, five Mars, no John.

Now you were in full panic mode. "Oh my god, I broke my coin...! How did I break my coin!" You looked closely at the coin. This wasn't helpful, as you hadn't looked that closely at it before. Was that scratch always there? Mars is a little scuffed, did you somehow ruin Mars? Sitting down, you started to hyperventilate. Being stuck like this, if that's really what is happening, would be devastating. You're not able to finish your college studies like this, your family wouldn't recognize you nor believe you when you tried to show them proof of the magic, and...

Okay, deep breaths. You took a few deep breaths, and tried to think about what else might have happened. Maybe Archer flipped it on her way out, and maybe it hasn't just been an hour yet. Just call her, see what she says...

You scrambled for your phone, and sent her probably a dozen texts all at once, and then you felt a sense of panic again when she hadn't replied after three whole seconds. Maybe... she's just sleeping. Or she's in class and the phone's in her bag. Or she forgot it at... your place. You under the table, under the couch, in the couch cushions, and then pull out a phone with a little bow and arrow sticker on it. Figures.

Well, now, you just had to wait things out. You set a timer for an hour, just to have no doubt how much time had elapsed, and went about your morning, with a nervous feeling in your stomach. You filled the time with breakfast and the longest shower you could take, just sort of standing under the hot water while scenarios ran through your mind. What could you even do if you broke an ancient magical object? How do you go about fixing something like that? There was no Enchantment 101 at Spiral City University, you were positive of that. You dried off and put on your currently-oversized college logo t-shirt from your guy collection, just to walk around with something to keep the chill out until you could change back.

The shrill beeps of your timer jolted you into action, and you made as deliberate of a motion as possible to convince the coin to work. You started with the Venus-side in your palm, and set the coin down Mars-side on the table, and still nothing happened. "Oh, come on!" Going through the same routine as before, you flipped the coin randomly, and got Mars-head up on the first try again, but still nothing worked.

Now it was time to properly panic. You paced back and forth, trying to think of what you could possibly do, where each step seemed to bounce your breasts around more and more to distract you from coherent thought, so much that you clamped your arms across them while you continued to . Could you talk to the coin and persuade it to change you back? Maybe sing it a song, or polish it. Or...