It was Megan: "Nick!? What happened to you? You didn't eat anything and left the food out! Are you OK? I mean, I hope you're OK, but it better have been some sort of emergency, or I'm going to be pissed. You know I had that roach problem last year, and my friend Susan had rats in her building last winter, and leaving food out like that is just the perfect way to attract them... not to mention the waste of food. Anyway, I'm a bit worried, so just call me when you get this, OK?"
"Oh, damn... I forgot about that. I'll call her as soon as I'm me again" Nick thought, looking down at his chest for signs of growth. He could definitely feel some sort of transformation, but he didn't really feel very different. He undid his pants and looked down. No change "“ nothing. He checked the clock "“ it had been about 15 minutes, and still no noticeable change, no body hair, no boob shrinkage, and no penis showing up. He began to worry now "“ something wasn't right. Did he do it wrong? Had enough time really passed? Had Megan put on his ski jacket?
