Take off the ring.

You lurch forward, leaning all your weight onto the bathroom counter as your grimace in pain. The transformation back to your male form hurts less than it had going the other way, but it's still uncomfortable.

Jesus Christ, I was attracted to him? you think, as soon as your head clears. Andy seems to be equally shocked, looking awkwardly away from you as you cover your dick with your hands and hobble your way back over to your clothes.

"Alright," you begin, after dressing yourself. "Those rings definitely change us more than just physically." You pause. "I was like this close to just turning around and... well... you know..." You trail off.

"Yeah, I could tell," says Andy. Is that disappointment in his eyes? "Last night, right before we, uh, started, I also had this sudden thought, like a jolt, that was just like, shit, I'm a dude, why am I doing this? I guess you had the same, only you have more willpower." His laugh seems ****. "I just kinda... gave in to it. I think being in those other bodies really changes things. If we keep using these, we probably shouldn't keep them on for too long. I don't know why, I just feel like maybe the changes will go too far if we do."

Nodding, you look down at your hand. It's hard to believe that the small, unassuming bronze band sitting in your palm contains such a mind-blowingly impossible power, and yet, here you are.