... unless you're a Dream Girl

"Unh!" I let out an involuntary gasp at a feeling I could scarcely describe as the young man's toned arms encircled my taunt midriff. If I had though his touch was incredible, this sensation was far worse... it had been a while since I had sex (Suzie and I had never had the opportunity) but his touch had been... his touch had been like raw sex.
And this felt five times better.
And yet no matter how it felt, I was a man, and I was mightily ashamed to be feeling anything remotely pleasurable about being in the arms of another guy, and I pushed away from him in horror, once more tumbling to my knees.
"Get... Get away from me! I'm a guy damnit!" I shouted, in a voice that could hardly be described as threatening. Inviting and sensous yes. But threatening no.
"Uhm I'm... I'm sorry.." the poor bewildrerd Knight replied. "I was just trying to help..."
"It's alright Arin, it's alright," Lancelot said as he approached. "It's just taking Danil some time to adjust to her new body..."
"What...," I gasped, breathing heavily, suddenly bothered by how my assumed name could be made to sound feminine. "What did you do to me... This isn't..."
Lancelot shook his head. "I told you - your new avatar was formed from the dreams an desires of the men around you - apparently quite a lot of them wanted a woman who was physcially sensitive..."
"But this is insane!" I protested, self consciously covering my exposed breasts. "How can I function like this ?!? How am I supposed to fight off any man when I explode the moment he touches me?"