You'll read it to see that it's the real deal

"I got a compromise; Let me read it to see it's authentic, and we'll cuddle after that."

"... Okay," she sighed and walked into her bedroom, bringing out a black notebook from her night stand and hands it over. "There. It shouldn't be too long," she says as she moves into the living room.

You move into the kitchen and open the notebook to read through it. "Alex Smith, average caucasian guy born in 1995, studied accounting, Interests; sports, reality tv, exercise, dating, giving blow jobs and desires to be an Asian girl," is the quick summary of it, and you think it looks pretty accurate to what you know of him.

Wait, those last few sentences would definitely not be the sort of stuff you'd write in your anchor material. "Have you changed anything in this notebook since you became a girl, Alex?"

"Erm, no?" you hear from the living room. "After I jerked off last night, I fell asleep and just had nice dreams."

"So you didn't write that you like giving blow jobs and desire to be an Asian girl in here?"

"I didn't write those things as far as I remember, but I wouldn't want them gone," you hear Alex say in a with a smirk.

"Maybe it changed while you slept?" you ponder. "Or when we, you know-"

"Fucked?" Alex asks with a giggle. "I don't know, but I'm not complaining if it's updating to suit me better, I'm happy."

"I don't know Alex, there would be no way to turn you back to your former self," you say as you look at the entrance to the living room, where Alex appears topless.

"Fuck that Alex, Jamie," she whispers while presenting her breasts. "It's snuggle time with the infinitely improved Alex. Let's see if we can make that notebook change more to fit my preferred reality."