Alex changes back for now

Although he enjoyed the sensory buffet of his feminine form, Alex had no desire to use it around other people, especially his friends, and least of all Sam. He had better control over himself now, but he didn't know how he would respond if Sam started hitting on him. He swallowed hard as he thought about that. It gave him some odd feelings.

He needed one more go to be able to concentrate fully. He was about to grab his equipment when he realized that his hands still had the semen from the bottle on them. He washed them carefully, wondering what would have happened if he had forgotten. That made him nervous. Looking and acting like a girl was more than enough. He didn't need to become one too, as interesting as that might be from a certain perspective.

He sat on the rug and jerked off again. This time he caught it on a towel. The smell of it was so good to Alice's nostrils that he went again immediately after, almost on accident. That would do it.

He crossed his legs and concentrated on what it was like to have a male body. He didn't need his manly-man imagery this time; it came naturally, just like remembering an old book. When he opened his eyes a few minutes later, his body was back to normal. His nipples were completely flat this time, and when he poked them, he didn't feel much. He had grown a few inches taller and 25 pounds heavier. His hair had retreated into his head. Everything looked and felt a little duller.

He squinted at the wallpaper and crawled closer to get a better look. No doubt about it: red and green looked a lot more alike to his eyes than they did to Alice.

"Shit," he whispered, more in awe than in alarm, pulling himself to his feet to scrutinize his eyes in the mirror. He knew exactly what this meant. In his biology class just two weeks ago, he learned that color blindness is a sex-linked trait. There could be only one explanation--the transformation wasn't only changing his appearance. It was giving him a second X chromosome.