If you feel so content about that story then maybe instead of writing about transformations, switch to writing about people discovering their bisexuality or repressed homosexuality, because that’s pretty much what it came off as.

I didn’t say that story was perfect–it went too far off in the other direction, into the mundane. I’d like to discover some middle ground–I think that section of City of Bears is the best (and still imperfect) example of what I’m looking for. 

But like I said, I don’t really know what I’m trying to articulate, as I’ve said upfront here multiple times. Holding me fast to what I’m saying here is more you trying to play “gotcha!” with me and less trying to understand what I’m experiencing and what I’d like to do.