You're angry

The anger built up in you quickly. He might have been right, but you didn't care, that didn't give him any right to turn you into a girl. You threw my hands into the air and opened your mouth to yell, but you felt your pajama pants fall to your ankles. You hadn't even realized you were holding them up. Your new waist was drastically thinner and your slender hips weren't wide enough to even pretend to hold your pants.