Spindizzy's tales of transformation

 "What? Where am I? Who are you? Wait, who am I?!?"  The gorgeous blonde looked around my room with a bewildered expression on her face, seeming to have no more idea about what had just happened than I did. Meanwhile, I had some questions of my own.  Did she really not remember being my best friend, Aaron?  Why had Aaron suddenly turned into my ideal woman? How long was she going to stay like this?  More importantly, if I told her who she was, would she be more or less likely to fuck me?

 All the data is clear, there should be no mental effects from the so called "Hyde formula". Yet I feel compelled to keep taking it. Just the thought of reverting back to my male self makes me nauseous while the urge to dress and act like a hot slut is overwhelming.  Clearly further study is required