Eli couldn't stop looking in the mirror at himself, even as Denver talked to him. Part of it was because he had boobs now, but mostly it was because this wasn't him. It was some girl, some other person but it was him at the same time. "Okay," he said offhandedly, taking one last look at himself before grabbing a tee shirt from the top drawer and pulling it on. He had so much hair now, and his arms were too skinny.
"Do you think... do you think everyone is like this?" he asked quietly, sitting down on the bed himself. His shorts also rode up uncomfortably, but not in the same way they did on Denver. Nothing was getting squished, but places were being invaded that shouldn't have been. Tugging and shifting and grunting, he finally got himself comfortable as he rested his back against the headboard, looking at his friend in her new body. "Maybe it's just a dream. Like, maybe I'm dreaming and I'll wake up and everything will be fine."