They made love again. And if it was possible, Charlie enjoyed it even more the second time. Afterwards, they slept it off, in each other's arms.
An hour or two later, Charlie squirmed awake. He reached for Ann, but she wasn't there. He sat up suddenly, feeling Rachel's breasts sag just a bit on his chest. "Ann?" he asked. He looked around. He was alone.
He stood up from the bed and put the silk robe on again. On his way out of the bedroom, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
"No," he uttered.
The reflection showed the truth. Sometime while he slept, the sky must have turned red. Charlie now possessed a body that was a mix between Rachel and Ann.
