Convince Gwen to use some magic on the watch.

The world twisted and whirled. Ben closed his eyes tight as a wave of dizziness washed over him, and when he opened them, he found himself in an unfamiliar location. He was lying in a plush, alien-styled bed, surrounded by what looked like an extraterrestrial version of a teenage girl's bedroom. The walls were painted in bold shades of deep purple and bright pink, adorned with strange alien ornaments and posters.

He blinked, slowly pushing himself up to a sitting position and looked down at himself. He was greeted by Starfire's ample cleavage tucked away in a purple bra. He instinctively reached for his wrist, only to find it bare.

The Omnitrix was gone.

"What in the..."

His voice trailed off as he examined his body, still not fully accepting his current situation. His gaze landed on his reflection in a full-length mirror on the opposite wall. The sight of his alien form in such sharp detail made his breath hitch.

Just then, the door to the room swung open, and a cloaked figure entered.

"Starfire, are you awake yet?"

The figure asked, pulling down the hood to reveal... Gwen?

But it wasn't exactly Gwen, at least not the Gwen he knew. She was dressed in a dark cloak, her eyes glowing eerily beneath her hood. An amulet hung from her neck, looking eerily similar to the one Raven from the Teen Titans wore.

"Raven? No, wait... Gwen?"

Ben stuttered, confusion written all over his face.

_"Oh good, you're awake. You had me worried for a moment there," Gwen said, giving him a smirk. "I thought I really screwed things up and got stuck like this with the real Starfire."_

She sighed out of relief.

"By the way, you're still a girl. And it's definitely more than a little funny now."

"Wha...how? Why am I still... Starfire, and why are you...?"

Ben motioned to her attire.

"Look, all I can say is, mixing magic with alien tech...not the best idea."

Gwen scratched the back of her head, looking sheepish.

"Apparently, it causes reality warps."

"A reality warp?"

"Yeah, stupid. Isn't it obvious? The last thing I remember was we were standing in Gotham Stadium, I casted a spell to try and return you back to your lame self but the next thing I knew I woke up here." She explained, folding her arms. "And all the other Titans keep calling me Raven."

"So...we're stuck like this?"

Ben asked, his eyes wide with shock.

"I'm not sure," Gwen admitted.

"I'm still trying to figure out how to reverse it and make us... well... us. In the meantime, we'll just have to adjust to this new reality."

"But...but I don't want to be a girl period, let alone this alien chick," Ben protested, looking down at himself.

Gwen just shrugged, a mischievous grin on her face.

"Well, on the bright side, you're a really pretty girl. Most women would kill for a body like yours," she teased, barely suppressing her laughter.

Ben groaned, falling back onto his bed and covering his face with a fluffy pink pillow. This was going to be a long, long day.