She does, kind of, and she likes the new you

Felicia's eyes pop open suddenly, as she looks right at you. It was like she was gazing directly at the innermost core of your soul.

"Okay. I believe you, John. I'm putting a lot of trust into you, like a lot of trust that you aren't joking around with me and somehow found a way to teach someone else how to kiss the way you kiss, it's that tongue thing, you know the... whatever. I will get my **** tenfold if this is fake, but for now, benefit of the doubt." Felicia shivers a little bit, as she sits back in her seat, finally looking at you like you were her friend, and not like some random stranger that she had to be polite with for appearances. "I, uh, I'll be honest. It was a familiar kiss, but it was... good. Like, real good. I'm liking this new you already..!"

You sighed in relief. You were home free, as far as you were concerned. You picked up your phone and touched the fingerprint sensor, and looked at the time. "About an hour until I can change back though, and it's almost time to get some food. You want to stay for dinner? I'll order a pizza or something."

Felicia watched for a moment, before tapping her chin. "Huh, fingerprint sensor. That would've been a good test too." She bites her lip a little, clearly suffering from some mixed emotions with this new girl in front of her, seeing as she's still a bit stuck on that kiss but also ready to kick things into the next gear. "Let's go out to eat! No ordering in. You're cool with that, right?"

Your face turned red. It was one thing when you were wandering around the ghost town of the putt-putt place, but going out in public? Like where people were? "I don't, uh... I've only been a girl for a grand total of one hour and twelve minutes, Archer, I don't know that I'm ready to take things to the, uh, next level."

"What next level, walking? You know how to walk, c'mon." Felicia grinned again, and crossed her arms. "This will be my final test to confirm that you are who you say you are. We'll go get dinner and chat like normal, and then I'll be totally confident it's you. I just need to confirm you aren't wearing a wire or anything."

"Why would I be wearing a wire! Do you think I'm like some mastermind who is thinking like five steps ahead that you'd want to do all this so I'd have to wear some stealth communication device to fool you the whole time, and then train someone else to kiss like me? I'm not playing five-dimensional chess here, Felicia, I can't even remember what the stupid horse piece is called."

"That's a knight, doofus, everyone knows that."

Hmph.

"Well I have to get changed anyway if we're doing that," you say as you grab your bag, pulling out another set of clothes.

Archer claps her hands together. "Perfect, once you take off your clothes I'll check you for those listening devices and speakers in your ears and stuff, and then we can go."

You turned beet red, staring at Archer for a moment. She shrugs a little as she looks up at you. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before, what's the problem?" she asks.

"You've seen me naked but you haven't seen current-me naked. I've only seen that for a moment so far! Ugh, fine." With as exaggerated of a sigh as you could offer, you started to slip out of your male clothes again, feeling a little more confident than the first time you did this. Off came the sweatshirt, then the t-shirt, and then Archer stood up and stopped you, her own light blush appearing on her face.

"I'll, uh, let me just check a couple things now." You relented, and Archer went to work. She parted your hair to look in your ears, not seeing any piercings or anything that looked suspicious, nor any tiny devices in the ear canal. She ran her fingers through your hair, rather thoroughly, and you couldn't help but shiver at the inadvertent scalp massage Archer was giving you. If you were a cat, you'd be purring right now.

She got in really close to examine your face, once she was satisfied she looked around your shoulders, under your arms, and then she reached down to lift up your breasts, going so far as to peek at underneath your chest as if you even would have conceived to hide anything there. You jolt back suddenly at the touch, nipples standing at attention. "Eek, Archer! Why are your hands so cold?"

"I've been holding a beer the past few minutes, you know. But... S-shit, John, this is the real deal, huh? Like, my second theory was elaborate prosthetics, like you watched Mrs. Doubtfire and thought that you could just pull a fast one on me that way. But... very real, very... I mean, I'm impressed. Maybe even a little jealous."

You were breathing a bit quicker, gulping a bit as you stared at Archer, with an unfamiliar warmth filling your body near your legs. Felicia was no different, you've seen her turned-on face before and there was something about this scenario that she was finding exciting.

"If we, uh... if we go out, call me Jane. Emilia is getting me an ID card that has that name on it, so I should get used to it if I go out in public like this."

Felicia nodded, and put a hand on your shoulder, her fingers brushing softly as her voice quieted. "Sure thing, Jane. I'll call you Jane all you want. Jane, Jane... Jane."

This was a side of Archer you hadn't seen before. A softer side. You didn't even know she might have a thing for girls, yet you were getting the message loud and clear. Maybe going out for food was premature, maybe the more interesting path to follow is the one Archer's ready to lead you down that moment? Whether she truly believed you or not, the attraction was palpable. But were you even ready for that? Plus, you were getting quite hungry.