I ruffled my now-short hair and frowned at Logan's back.
I quietly made my way to him, resting my chin on his left shoulder.
"Are you turned on?" I asked, my deep voice sounding like a different person to me. He was quiet, and I could sense his nerves.
He turned his head slightly to meet my now gold eyes that matched his.
"Yes . . . a little. You're hotter than I thought you'd turn out to be,” he mumbled, his cheeks still flushed with embarrassment.
"I told you you're hot! Woot. I should call the fire department. We have a steamy emergency on the second floor. Two sexy men having a wonderful fling of abs and peni—"
"Alice! Out!" I huffed, using the wind to roll her body out the door and close it behind her.
It didn't prevent us from hearing her roaring laughter, and I groaned.
"Sorry. She's lost it," I apologized.
"It's fine," Logan mumbled, slowly turning around to face me.
We now stood at the same 6’2” height, and my hair was slightly shorter than his. My eyes were a brighter gold than his, with little flecks of red in them.
My skin was as tan as before and kept a smooth appearance with very little body hair. My face was clean shaven, and I didn't have any acne, which was a bonus.
Logan and I had a similar build, but he had more muscle definition than me. I'd taken a quick peek when I changed clothes and I had to admit, my lower region was a woman's dream.
I even made sure I had the arrow directing straight to my long length.
Guess it’s a benefit to have a vivid imagination.
"Do I really look okay?" I asked him. He stared directly into my eyes.
"I can confidently say I would question my sexuality for you," he declared.
I bit my lip, a habit that hadn't left me. I didn't know what the weird sensation building up inside me was, but I tried to distract myself from it.
His eyes lowered to my lips, and I wondered if he'd kiss me.
"DO YOU GUYS WANT LUBRICANT? BAHAHAHA!"
We blinked out of our intense gaze and groaned.
"Your familiar has literally lost it," Logan pointed out.
"It happens once in a while." I shook my head, turning and walking to the standing mirror.
I stared at the reflection that looked so unfamiliar to me.
"Feels weird?" Logan asked.
"Very weird," I agreed.
"Energy costing?"
"Not really. I kind of feel like I always have . . . like when I'm a female. Well . . . energy-wise, I mean. I should be able to cast magic just fine," I declared, lifting my hand up and snapping my fingers.
A flame appeared with the friction.
"Hmm. Actually, I feel I use less mana," I admitted, surprised that my quick spell hadn't created a magic circle above my fingers like it usually did.