The implant undid all your changes

Looking up from your phone into the mirror, you see what you feared; the implant undid your disguise and now you are standing in the bathroom, naked from the waist down. What's worse is that your earlier arousal had built up but apparently had never gone away, and your pussy immediately starts dripping. You hold back a sob. What are you supposed to do now? You didn't bring a change of clothes (since you figured you wouldn't be able to wear it anyway), and you don't have a charger. You toss your phone back into your bag on the counter and try to think of a way out. You could borrow a charger, but it's not like you want to walk up to anyone and talk in your current state.

Suddenly, you hear the door to the bathroom open.