How much of his attention was devoted by the twin goals of coordinating his limbs and attempting to ignore the breasts that lay beneath his shirt, and failing both in equal measure, left nothing of his attention to wondering exactly how he had been turned into a woman, our even whether the shape change was one temporary or permanent. Breasts and the ability to think straight had never gone well together. Apparently not even then being his, for the moment, had changed that equation.

He stared at the (other?) man with something like relief as any thought that might have risen in his having to argue the point of his gender was put to rest before it could do much as settle. "Yes!" He looked a second abashed as the word had burst from his lips, taking a breath before he nodded and continued in a more even tone. "That's exactly what happened. How'd you know?"