Start with Pride, work her way down. (Pride, Flip)

I returned to my room eager to test the remaining stickers. Name and Happy Birthday seemed obvious in how they functioned, so I set them aside. I hated birthday celebrations anyway. That left three main stickers left aside from the Love stickers; Pride, and the two Flip stickers.

First, the Pride sheet. It was a sheet lined with the flags of various countries, hundreds of them spread across three sheets. I decided to pick the UK flag first and placed the sticker on my cheek. I felt a faint shiver pass over my skin, but didn't feel much different aside from the change.

A look in my mirror showed that I looked almost identical to my previous self, until I smiled. I had spent my middle school years with braces and corrective surgery to fix them, and now it looked like all of that had been undone.

I scowled at my reflection, "That's all the bloody stupid bugger does, guv? Turns me into a stupid stereotype, isit? Whoever came up wiv these stickers 'ad some issues ter work through."

My hands flew to my mouth and I gasped. It was my voice that I spoke in, but the accent was as stereotypically cockney as it came. I rolled my eyes, "Right, right, well this is stupid. Yer can't 'ave a knees-up wivout a joanna."

I stared at myself in the mirror, "...Wot the chuffin' hell fire did I just say, isit? Right, enough o' this, do wot Guvnor!"

The sticker came off and I felt that shiver again and smiled to reveal my perfectly straight teeth. I let out a sigh, "Okay, I'll save those for a rainy day. Last thing I want right now is running around with an offensively hilarious accent. Especially in Brockton Bay of all places."

I returned the sticker to its sheet and held up the two Flip sheets. Both had interlocked male and female symbols, one outlined by a heart and the other not. If I had to guess, based on what I'd seen so far, both were gender related. The one with the heart outline would likely change my orientation; the one without would change my gender.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and the thought did cross my mind. What would I look like as a guy? Everyone had to think about what they would look like as the opposite gender at some point, it was a natural curiosity. Now though, now I had the chance to actually find it.

A goofy grin crossed my face and I put the Gender Flip sticker on my ribs under the job sticker. I shuddered as a flash of heat flowed through my body and made me wince. But as fast as it came, it passed, and when I opened my eyes I saw a very cute and naked young man staring back at me in my mirror.

Tall, straight hair that fell to his shoulders, decently fit with broad shoulders. His features had a feminine touch to them, and he lacked any body hair. That is to say, I lacked any body hair, a holdover from my shave apparently.

I looked down at myself, wide-eyed, "Whoa..." and covered my mouth again. My voice had dropped several levels, courtesy of a new addition between my legs. I was hesitant to touch them, but I could not take my eyes off of them. My cock, my _cock _and balls.

I think they were average sized, maybe a little larger, and uncircumcised because duh. And they just... hung there. Like I had had them all my life or something. I felt something new, a sort of muscle that was unfamiliar. Out of instinct I flexed it, and watched my penis twitch.

"Oh my god, it moved!" I yelped and jumped back. They could move it!? I didn't know guys could do that!