Purchase a Diaphragm

You didn't have too many options available to you, that much is for sure. At first you're tempted to go with the hormonal birth control methods, but do you really want to put hormones into your body if you're back to being a guy in just two more days? You might even grow some tits after changing back if you go that route. No, the whole point of suffering through this is that you don't want to have a pair of breasts on your chest, even if it requires you to protect yourself with some awkward, rubber dome thing.

After getting some more advice from the doctor and reading the leaflet with instructions at least ten times, you get led to the backroom where the doctor presents you with an exam table, stirrups, and plenty of other things you didn't expect seeing in your lifetime. It takes an awkward ten minutes during which your mind is mostly blank before you're done with having the 'measurements' of your lady bits taken, but in return, the doc presents you with a perfectly fitting diaphragm for your... what was it called? Cervix, yeah that one. It's a surreal experience, and only reinforces your believes that you in fact don't even want to experience sex as a woman.

So far, that tiny slit between your legs has caused you more problems than a lifetime of having a dick - and that's quite an accomplishment considering that one accident with your jean's zipper when you were a little younger.

Anyway. Keeping your little birth control device in a small pink box, you leave the OB/Gyn's office and return to the coffee shop. You briefly consider inserting the diaphragm already just to be sure, but honestly, you didn't want to spend the next few minutes in the bathroom while fidgeting around with a finger or two up your pussy just to get the thing in place. The whole idea was so troublesome that it fortunately negated most of the natural arousal that your body was attempting to build up. Hah, checkmate body.

Sipping your coffee, you grab your phone and resume browsing the different TinDare matches. The sheer variety of people was impressive. Apparently pretty much everybody was using the dating app, ranging from shy dorks over to people who would pop a bottle of champagne if **** get legalized. Who would willingly date those guys?