"Let's see here." Dave said as he looked up, the pen tip almost touching the paper. "What do I need?"

"I guess I need new clothes." He said as he started to write. "I guess everything. I doubt a single thing I have will actually fit now."

He started writing each type of clothing he could think of, and, feeling like he got the basics, moved his pen further down the paper.

"Okay, now what? Oh, uh, probably update my ID. I'm not really the same height and weight now. Or sex."

He looked down at his new body with a bit of a frown. He wasn't pleased he ended up this way, but what could he do now? He wasn't going to get his old body back. No point in worrying about trying, unlike most of the rest who were convinced that there was a solution. He knew that was a long shot at best and impossible at worst. So...

"Okay, clothes, ID, oh, what else? Oh, uh, oh god, I guess I need tampons and stuff like that. Oh great..."