He had become more feminine in the night.

...something was very off. Anju was still fast asleep, and there was a mirror on the wall near her bed. Link quietly walked up to it, surprised by how easy it was, and was startled at his reflection. His normally pale skin had darkened to a more ruddy hue, and his blonde hair was halfway to orange and had grown out to the bottom of his neck. His entire frame was less bulky, less wide. His waist in particular was cinched in a little more, and a small pair of breasts hung from his chest. His once-flat butt had expanded out into something a little shapely. In general, Link looked like an androgynous young woman. In a flash, Link patted down his nether regions, and was relieved to find that at least these he was still a male, if not quite as generously gifted down there as he was before. Unconsciously, his face slipped into a sly smile, but Link caught himself and shook his head. This wasn't what he wanted at all! He needed to find the Mask Salesman!