Gwen follows

You head aimlessly out of the clothing store, tears blinding your eyes, an empty feeling in your stomach.

Eric had cum inside you. The voice from this morning said you were extremely fertile. There was no way around it, you were going to be pregnant. You were going to be a girl forever. You'd have to give up your old life. Could you explain to your parents, to Gwen, that you had been changed into a girl and proceeded to let your sister eat you out and then fuck her boyfriend? Would it just be easier to disappear? Run away somewhere? But you had no ID, no records. You didn't exist.

By the time your head cleared enough to take in your surrounds, you found yourself in some quiet corner of the mall, nothing much beyond a service exit and various other doors with no identification. You sat down on the nearby bench and buried your face into your hands and began to sob uncontrollably.

How had things gotten out of hand so fast?

"Jane?" came Gwen's voice in front of you. "About what happened— I thought— We—I didn't— I'm so so sorry. Are-are you okay?"