Okay, what's going on.

You glare at her in dismay. Shannon seems to need no explanation for why there is a gorgeous blonde standing in her and her boyfriend's house. Instead, she begins to walk around you slowly, carefully appraising you, even tugging the bathrobe off to see you in your nude splendor.

You, coming to your senses pull the robe back and hide your body from her almost instinctively. "Shannon, what the hell is going on?!" You growl, trying your best to mimic your old, familiar male voice unsuccessfully. She smiles in reply, "I told you you weren't man enough, so I fixed it. No more worrying about being a man for you." She smiles coyly walking into the living room and sitting on the love seat, resting her arms along the back of the couch and folding one leg over the other. You shakily enter in after her, feeling anger burning away at your skin.

"What the hell are you talking about?! What the hell is going on, Shannon?! What did you do to me?!" She merely smirks, seeming to enjoy this 'new you' as you feel more reserved just standing there, less aggressive, more argumentative, and concealing your nude, new body beneath the robe. She shakes her head dismissively.

"Well, truthfully, I finally found a spell from that old witches book that works. It's a **** spell... you've never been man enough to satisfy me... so I took my **** by eliminating that problem. Like I said... if you'd simply look in the mirror... you don't have to worry about being a man at all anymore."
You frown, angrily resting your hands on your hips, the robe falling to the floor with you standing nude before your girlfriend.

"What the hell! Change me back!" You scream incredulously, getting used to this new pitch of voice you have. Shannon smiles, eyeing you up and down before fixing her gaze on your eyes, considering heavily.