You gaze into the mirror. Yep, you're still yourself. Frizzy black hair, dark skin, overdue for a shave. The world is new and different but you're still you. Turning your head downward, you can see that your gut still bulges, but not enough to hide your admittedly on-the-small-side penis.
Your immediate next thought is that maybe whatever humans you find in this world might have a different average penis size. Maybe they'll be smaller. Man, I hope they're smaller, you think. As you realize that among your first thoughts in a strange new world after a crazy magical teleportation happened was about your penis envy, you feel lots of shame and push the subject out of your mind.
"This is a new land," you say aloud, testing your voice, "so I don't need to be judged for my past anymore." You immediately stop talking; your voice sounded like it was the same, but it seemed weird and out of place against the natural sounds of fauna and running water.
Looking around again instead of at your own body, you start to consider your situation. You have no idea how you got here, where 'here' even is, and whether it's possible you'll get out of here. And yet, you're not feeling too concerned. You didn't have any family or lover to lose by arriving here, and you sure as hell didn't want to stay a pencil-pushing, bean-counting desk worker. You're naked and homeless as of right now, and yet it fills you with... a sense of freedom.
You take in a deep breath, grinning madly. Even the air here smells fantastic.
With that, it's time to decide: do you look for civilization, or do you create your own?
