Does the world change as he anticipated?

Casey finished writing and closed the book. He got up to walk out of the stall only to realize there were no dividing stalls. The bathroom had also changed in other ways. In fact it wasn’t a room at all! It just seemed to be a set of toilets urinals and sinks lined up in a hallway, and there didn’t seem to be a separate room. From his observations things also looked cleaner and high tech. The sinks looked fancy and the toilets seemed to have bidets, though he couldn’t be sure without testing it himself.

“Ah, I guess that makes sense, since nudity is normalized there’s no need to have separate stalls for privacy. I guess all those other changes I made to benefit humanity also led to some different infrastructure since we’re more cooperative now.”

It was a little strange to see and he felt a bit self conscious being so exposed, but he figured he’d get used to it in no time.

“Oh that reminds me, I should make some changes just to myself.”

He saw some large full length mirrors and decided to check his old body out to decide what to change. What he saw shocked him, instead of his reflection he saw a pretty girl. He whipped his head around to look at her but saw nobody, realizing the change he made to the world had impacted himself as well.

“Oh, that makes sense. I didn’t specify if I would remain myself after the changes, and since the distribution of men/women and their variation changed, of course I could change as well.”

He checked out his body further to figure out what had changed. His body was that of a pretty Asian girl with medium length hair, maybe a bit shorter than he used to be, around 5’2”. He was wearing a simple white shirt that looked normal, and comfortable skintight leggings. His shoes and socks looked largely the same as before. All things considered she didn’t look all that different, aside from being a girl and having a cutout in his pants for his penis.

He stared at his crotch as he came to the realization that he wasn’t a girl at all, but that he was a femboy! Or possibly a futanari? He wasn’t sure.

He quickly lifted up his cock and balls to look for any additionally female anatomy and found none.

“Huh, I guess I turned out to be a femboy instead.”

It wasn’t what he had expected or wanted, but he didn’t really mind. He thought it was quite interesting and at least worth checking out an alternative body before he changed the rules specifically for himself.

He turned his body in the mirror to keep checking himself out. His cock didn’t look all that different, still around 2 inches, though he figured it wouldn’t get much bigger when hard now that he was a femboy. He gently grabbed his cock to inspect it and jumped when he felt a wave of pleasure run through his body. He felt weak in his legs and noticed his cock was dribbling precum.

“Damn, femboy bodies are so sensitive… I should change myself before I get too distracted…”