You elect to try to change yourself back to your normal form. There's a brief series of changes, a sensation like your body's melting, and you're back - you can feel a passage underneath your testicles, but you barely care anymore.
Four hours later, you can't sleep. You don't even feel tired. Your mind is racing - no matter how you try to distract yourself, you're thinking, wildly, quickly, about transformation. It's that damned black orb, you think.
Among your problems is that you've kept, no matter what you try, your vagina. It stays there, virtually taunting you.
You sigh and get up. If you can't beat them, join them. In an instant, you've half-transformed back, keeping your double genitals but gaining a more androgynous face and your breasts have returned. A moment of thought and you have four, a square of breasts on your torso. You remove your clothes and prepare to go to work.
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