Like a scientist would

"So the news wasn't bullshit...they weren't lying...those people really have changed in almost every way possible." Carl says. He notices whatever changed him has suddenly stopped for some weird reason. Why would it stop? He clearly feels he is incomplete,' unless...it wanted him to finish the process? "Fascinating. Well, let's play along, maybe when I'm finished something will be made clear to me." He reaches down and feels his crotch through his pants and underwear, it feels far softer then it should. He proceeds to bury his hand into his pants and push slightly on his crotch by accident as a shot of pleasure runs up his body. "O-oh god! I have never felt this good before. This is by far one of the more fun experiments I've ever done...imagine those eggheads seeing this..." He barely resists snickering very hard, doing a soft one instead. That wasn't even a joke. Is whatever was happening to him causing him to be more easily amused? Whilst that could be a bit annoying, he supposes he can't complain too much. He finally notices the weird, red orb and takesa deep breath. That's his nose, it would seem. He uses his free hand to caress it which feels...strangely nice. He then tries squeezing it to determine what new nasal tubes he had, only for it to make a honking noise, and it proceeds to cause him great pain to hold in what is going to be a laugh over the silly cartoon noise it made.

Carl presses his crotch hard to distract himself, which he isn't mentally prepared for. Before he knows it, his crotch gave way and slips into his body. The second it enters inside, it rearranged with not much effort becoming a snow white clam between his legs, leading into his entrance with ovaries inside and everything. That sure would be a feeling to comprehend if Carl isn't busy having his tongue hang out and eyes roll up from orgasming hard, cementing now being of the opposite gender and making his current name not fit nearly as well anymore, to say the least. Carl sits there basking in the afterglow and groaning at the wet spot in his pants, but thankfully his former age has him wear super absorbent clothing, because it was hot out, and he wants to keep water on him to cool off so the wet spot didn't go further then his pants. "W-w-well...that...was...something...holy shit...I've never felt that good, and I thought I'd already felt the best ever, but no. THAT...that...was absolute Golden Gates of the cloudy place..." He knows he said 'heaven' in a super silly way, but he can't help it, it just came so natural all of a sudden, and semantics are dumb anyway. Carl stands back up after finally catching her breath and recovering from that little incident. "Might as well find a better name before studying further, to at least make the narrator's job easier." What a silly billy, talking to herself so much after all of these changes, their is no one else there and she is talking to no one. As she absorbs that information, she thinks long and hard before finally getting a lightbulb floating above her head. "My name from now on will be Cecilia! Cecilia the super smartie clown girl!"