Accept Shannon's help

Grudgingly you come to accept this out-of-this world proposal. You're a woman, thanks to Shannon's apparent magical spell, and apparently she has no way of changing you back.

Realizing the robe dropped you take another glance down over your body, realizing the back pain you had yesterday is gone almost entirely. You feel strong on your legs, your blonde hair feels nice as it rests between your shoulder blades. You glance at her with a slump of your shoulders, feeling tears beginning to well in your eyes at your predicament.

"But.... but what about my life... what am I supposed to do now?" Upon finishing your sentence you erupt into tears like you never have before, and in seconds Shannon is at your side to hug you, comfortingly rubbing your bare back.

"I'm sorry... okay, we'll work this out, we'll figure everything out. I'm not a total bitch you know? Our relationship was over at least a year ago.... maybe... maybe this is better?" She asks calmly, and you begin to consider her words. Remembering how distant you both have been since moving in together. Barely initiating an encounter of any kind. You lived almost like strangers, and for some reason or another, her words do make sense. You slowly nod your head, your tears drying up.

"Maybe your right..." You murmur, sniffling and pulling away. She seems to smile at you calmly. "I'm sorry it had to come to THIS for us to reconcile like this, hun." She says with a slight smile that you can't help returning, glancing downward, folding one arm across your chest, realizing again that your nude. Shannon does as well.

"You know, as good as you look... I'm not a lesbian, and seeing you naked just seems wrong. Why don't you go upstairs. I bought some clothes for you yesterday.... when I cast the spell, figuring maybe it was the least I could do. If you go upstairs, I'll bring it up to you, then make us some coffee and figure out what we're gonna do, sound okay?"

You nod, swipping carefully a lock of hair behidn your ear, feeling almost instinctive. Despite your sense of displacement, you're coming to accept Shannon's words as reality, and shakily find youir way back into your room to admire yourself in the mirror.