Burying his face in his hands, the boy curled up into a ball of shame and self-pity, unable to believe what he'd just been forced to do and certain that the terrible taste in his mouth would never, ever go away. Sobbing and weeping like a little girl after a spanking, he tried to stop the tears and regain his composure, but somehow his emotions seemed stronger, almost uncontrollable, and there was nothing he could do but surrender to them. After a few minutes, his crying settled down a little, and wiping the tears from his eyes, he considered his naked, female body once more and wondered how on earth he was going to get rid of it! He'd only been a girl for a few minutes, and it was already more than he could bear! What if he ended up stuck in this feminine form forever!? How would he keep from going mad? There was only one acceptable solution... He had to have the spell removed somehow! He had to get his own body back again, and come Hell or high water, that's exactly what he would do!