BotC: Home front - Eve of Seduction

When Monique said she would tidy, she TIDIED!! By the time Monique faded, Danny was exhausted. He felt like he should be drenched in sweat, but while there were a few spots of marinara sauce on his mom's apron, he felt fresh. Half afraid, he looked in the bathroom mirror but while his hair and makeup were immaculate and as they had been since his look in what he thought of as the Penny mirror and he still sported the gold chain necklace with now three pearls, there was no Monique usurpation this time. The house was spotless, the dinner was all prepared, the table set - just as his mom did it when she had her girlfriends over for tea and bridge he noted - and Monique's voice whispered in his mind that the chicken parmesan was due out of the oven in half an hour, approximately ten minutes after Valerie was due to arrive.

Danny recoiled. Pearl had told him he was a girl because he could see the pink mist around the lamppost, and now he was seeing pink mist again, around a letter that hadn't been there moments before. He wasn't a girl! At least the last time he'd stood to piss he wasn't. He snuck a hand down to check and felt the familiar bulge and was reassured till he looked in the mirror and saw the made-up face, hair, and shoulders of a person who looked disturbingly like Cristina Aguilera, definitely a girl. What the hell was going on!? He tried once again to change his face back to a more masculine look by reaching for the makeup remover. Blinkswitch! He found himself with a piece of paper in his hand and the opened envelope on the vanity. Glancing in the mirror and seeing no further feminization, he decided not to push things and read:

Just Who’s Closet is it Anyway? Part 2 — The Twin Dilemma

The strange closet machine continued it’s humming, the device in the center of the control consol rising and falling hypnotically. Danny reviewed his predicament calmly and out loud.