Benfire stayed with Gwen to inspect the omnitrix and try to figure out what happened.

"No way! This is so unfair!"

Gwen frowned, folding her arms.

"Since when can the omnitrix turn you into girls?!"

She had a point. All his aliens had been the male versions of their respective races. He didn't know much about Tamaran or Tamaraneans but he figured they had a male equivalent.

"And what's the deal with that costume? You look more like an orange stripper than a superhero," she poked her cousin's sizable bust, causing Ben to swat her hand away.

"Quiet, imbecile! It's not like I picked this alien!"

He snapped, blushing. Not only did he have Starfire's voice, but her dialect too.

"Blackfire must have unlocked a new form after I changed back from XLR8."

Ben ran his hands down his new curvaceous form, feeling mostly bare skin. His center of gravity distributed differently in this body.

"Uh huh, but why'd you turn into Starfire? And not a male Tamaranean?"

"I don't know why my peculiar alien watch does peculiar alien stuff, okay?"

Gwen raised her eyebrows, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She couldn’t help but tease her cousin a bit more.

"Maybe it thinks you'd benefit from being a girl for a little while. Have you considered that? You might even learn some respect. I mean, it's not everyday you get to be an alien supermodel," she jested, chuckling at the annoyed expression on Ben's face.

"Gwen!" he exclaimed, blushing even harder.

"That's not funny!"

_"Oh, it's a little bit funny," _she insisted, her laughter barely suppressed.

Ben groaned, rolling his eyes at his cousin. He could always count on Gwen to give him a hard time when he was in a pickle, especially when it came to strange alien transformations. But deep down, he also knew she'd be there to help him figure this out.

"Alright, alright," Gwen relented, shaking her head with a chuckle.

"We'll figure this out, Ben."

He nodded, grateful for her support.

"Yeah, and hopefully before Blackfire decides to start smashing more stuff," he added, looking up at the sky with a determined expression. His confidence was returning, and he was already planning their next move. Whatever came their way, he was ready to face it.

As himself, or as... well, Starfire.

"So... why if this is your alien form, why is your omnitrix on your wrist still?"

"Wait..."

Ben looked down at the watch. He'd been too distracted by his new body to even notice. He rotated the dial. He was greeted by images of aliens he had never seen before.

"This is the omnitrix... But all my aliens are women...?"

"Pfft...."

Gwen giggled but steeled herself when she saw how visibly upset her cousin was.

"Right, sorry. I have no idea. Maybe we should ask Grandpa Max? He's more well versed in all this alien stuff than the both of us combined."

"Seriously? No! I don't want Grandpa to see me like... like this!"

Ben gestured to his breasts.

"Oh come on, it's not that bad!"

Ben shot her a look.

"Okay, okay. It is that bad... but it's not like you have any better ideas?"

Gwen put her arms up.

"Maybe you could... Perhaps... try using some magic? Hocus pocus me into changing back?"

"I've told you a hundred times. Magic doesn't work like that, Ben. It can't beat Halo 2 for you on Legendary, it can't change you back to normal with a snap of my fingers."

Ben sighed, figuring that was the case. He continued to sift through the watch's options.

"I could... choose one of these watch options? Maybe when the time runs out on one of these forms, I'll go back to being me?"

"Huh. Maybe...? But I really think we should let Grandpa know what's going on before we try anything."