Observe with interest.

Maybe it's the knowledge that you have an absolute power to change people, and therefore are in control of your life, maybe it's your recent upgrade to a pansexual orientation, maybe it's just because it's something new and unexpected.

Whatever the reason, as you watch your boyfriend masturbate in your red silk bra and panty set, you don't feel anything other than a curious amusement. If not for everything else that's happened to you today, you might feel disgusted, or lied to in some way, maybe even betrayed. You're not really sure why, but those responses seem to make more sense.

You slip quietly into the room to get a better look.

Nicholas is moaning softly, making feminine noises as he touches himself. He's squirming his hips and arching his back as he writhes erotically on the bed. He's clearly roleplaying something specific in his head, playing out an imaginary fantasy scenario as he rubs his fingertips against the damp bulge in his panties.

"Fuck..." he whispers, then he moans. "Shhh, baby girl," he says, then produces another moaning sound and flips over onto his belly, still masturbating awkwardly and making a lewd humping motion on the bedspread. He puts one hand on his own throat, moaning and whispering things you can't quite hear.

This was never on your radar with this man. Never would you have imagined he harbored such a weird secret hobby-fetish. You're not even really sure what it is. But it's kind of turning you on to watch.

Slipping a hand into your pocket to grab the stone, you clear your throat loudly.

Nicholas sits bolt upright in an instant, face pale and horrified. "Mindy! Wha—" He pauses, taking in your new appearance and your amused expression. "...Mindy? What's going on? Why are you here? What... happened to you?"

You shake your head. "Oh, no. We're not talking about me until we've talked about... this." You gesture to him. "What, ah, what'cha doin'?"

He blushes adorably and you raise a hand to cut him off.

"No, wait. Whatever you were going to say doesn't matter. You've never been an especially 'macho' guy, so I guess this makes sense... Well, it's your lucky day, Nicholas; I'm willing to hear you out so answer me this. And you will not lie to me." You use the stone to coerce that statement into a fact. This is important and you don't want to waste time with any insecurities or misleading answers. "If you could choose right now, and have it truly be the way you want it... would you rather be a pretty little girl for real? Or a pretty little femboy sissy? Obviously, no matter which you choose, you're going to be my pretty little thing, but I want to hear you say it."