Mulan-in-Jon stared awkwardly at his original body. "I...um...I dunno," he said. "I...uh..."
Jon sighed. It was obviously where his mind was at the moment; the bulge had not abated when Samantha left. Was that all he could think about? Why did the person who'd wound up in her body have to be such a perv? It wasn't like she was standing around fantasizing about...about...him and his...
She realized she was staring at his crotch. Blushing, she turned away and tried not to think about it. "G-geez!" she said. "Doesn't this bother you?"
He shrugged. "I...I don't know...I wasn't expecting this, but...I mean, I don't think it's bad. Do you? Isn't this how you feel normally?"
She frowned. "Well, yeah, but that's my feelings, in my body!"
"Are you jealous?" he asked, looking confused. "I don't mind that you're feeling what I normally do in my body...isn't that what she said this is all about? Experiencing things the way someone else does?"
"Well...but, but..." Jon sputtered. "Wait, you can tell?"
Mulan nodded, looking a little dazed. "I...uh, yeah. I have spent my whole life in that body...I know what I look like when I'm turned on."
Jon blushed brighter. "I'm...I'm not...! Look, I just want to get through this and get back to normal, okay? I don't want to...to just...with some stranger!" She huffed irritatedly. "Let's...let's just go out with the others for a bit..."
