Lightning.

Frankie and Jessica had just dashed out into the rain, hoping to experience lightning again and swap their souls back to their correct bodies. 

However, the rain only soaked them to the skin. 

Frankie felt an overwhelming sense of despair, believing he might be trapped in Jessica's body for the rest of his life—something he didn't want at all. 

Jessica reassured him, saying that things could have been worse: they could have died the night they got struck by lightning instead of being given a second chance at life. 

Frankie looked at her body and said, "I just don't want to be a woman. I don't like being a woman."

In response, Jessica took him into her strong, masculine arms and hugged him tightly. "You will feel different in a few days when you're not on your period. 

You're just hormonal, frustrated, and uncomfortable. Being a woman isn't all bad; you quite enjoyed the sex and how good an orgasm felt.

Remember how excited you were when you started your period the other day because it meant you weren't pregnant. 

Now, just get out of those wet clothes, sit down, and let me give you a foot massage to help you relax."

Frankie couldn't believe how well Jessica was handling everything.

He was astonished at how happy she was as a man and how easily she had adapted to her new masculine identity. 

He pulled off his wet clothes, flopped down on the couch, wrapped himself in a blanket, and allowed her to rub his feet. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation.

Jessica massaged his feet and was grateful they hadn't swapped back—as she never wanted to be a woman again, not after experiencing life as a man.