Ignore that and go to bed

It’s weirdly arousing that you were briefly your former self but are now safely Caroline Susan Ma again. (You also wonder why you thought of yourself earlier as “Carolyn” when you haven’t used that version of your name except for a few months way back in high school, but you figure it’s not important.) You actually lost your memories and your very self... you had that college boy’s self and had to use that brown “pen” from the Costume Set to become yourself again. You give in to temptation and put your delicate hands to your crotch...

Except that you, Carrie Ma, almost never masturbate. It’s not something that makes you feel guilty or ashamed. (The boy you used to be was literally quite a jerk-off, but always felt guilty and full of shame afterwards.) You just never developed the habit, and you feel a delicious little thrill as you lower your hands to your sides. You giggle your cute Carrie giggle, thinking, I’m never going to be him again! You did the right thing, loser. You got yourself a woman in the only way you ever could have — becoming her!

You got to the bathroom and brush your teeth before bed. Your reflection is reassuring and you appreciate how attractive a woman you are. Your electric toothbrush and cinnamon-flavored toothpaste aren’t what your boy self used, your flawless teeth are so much better than his were...

Soon you’re in bed with the lights off. Sleep comes quickly.