Grab a robe and answer the door

“The fuck took you so long,” Alex said angrily as you finally opened the door.

You’d had to run into your mom’s closet to find a robe you could throw on since none of your clothes were going to fit you in this new body. It didn’t quite cover you as well as you’d hoped, but it would have to do. You needed to get the door answered.

You saw the look on Alex’s face when he saw you.

“Oh…” he stammered, looking sheepish at the unexpected company he discovered at the door. “Sorry, I thought you were John. Ummm … who exactly are you?”

“Just come in,” you urged him, opening the door wide, “and I’ll explain.”

He looked startled still, but you didn’t seem very threatening. In fact, quite the opposite. You could see him scan your body up and down quickly.

Damn. You could feel the tingle that caused between your legs. He was checking you out. You suddenly realized that Alex was actually a really good looking guy. He was handsome and he worked out more than you ever did when you were still a boy, so he was built as well.

Damn. How could you be assessing your friend like that? You tried to shake that thought from your head. But as he walked past you, you couldn’t help but look at his ass. You’d never noticed it before, but he had a great ass. You wondered what it would look like thrusting up and down between your legs.

Fuck!

You had to get these images out of your head.

He turned back to look at you as you closed the door.

“So,” he said, scanning your body yet again, “where’s John and who exactly are you?”

You were pretty sure that Alex was the only one who you could share this information with, because he had helped you create Faith in the first place, so you took a deep breath.

“I’m Faith,” you said. “And when I went to bed last night, I was John.”