After Tyler and Sam emerged from their boxes, the audience started laughing. Not knowing why at first, he looked down at himself and saw the tracksuit Sam was wearing when she joined them on the stage. A quick glance towards Sam, who gave a high pitched shriek from her as she felt up her chest, confirmed his suspicion: they appeared to have swapped clothes! Strangely, Sam did not take it as well as Tyler himself, who even had to chuckle a bit at being fooled by the old magician. She tugged at Tyler's former waistband and got a rather red face after seeing what he thought to be just his underwear.
"Please return to your places, we will sort this out after the show", Mortie told them with a wink.
Sam just nicked and left the stage again. Somehow she looked different than before, Tyler thought and started to return as well. He did not mind wearing her sweatsuit for a while, it wasn't anything embarrassing after all. While he walked back to his buddies, he somehow noticed how strange he felt since leaving the box. Something was just off, as if he become lighter somehow. There was also this weird constricting feeling in his chest. Sam was probably wearing a bra underneath, he thought. After reaching his old place, he started to feel even weirder, somehow he could not sit comfortably on his chair. Something was just not quite right. Ignoring those feelings, he kept drinking beer with his friends and watched some more of Mortie's tricks.
It took not long, and his bladder started to make itself noticeable. Weird, Normally he could hold his pee for way longer, Tyler wondered. Not wanting to miss the show for too long, he quickly made his way towards the men's bathroom. Once there, he positioned himself in front of a urinal and pulled down Sam's tracksuit and boy shorts, since it did not have a fly. He was just about to pull out his penis, when he noticed the first odd thing. Instead of his blonde bushy pubic hair, there was a neat brunette strip. That's when he noticed his hands. They were not manicured but unmistakably female, he must have not noticed in the dark of their table.
"What the fuck?", Tyler shouted and started to investigate his crotch even further.
Were once resided his manhood, now a mess of moist, sensitive skin folds called their home. He did not get the chance to explore much, when his (or better Sam's) bladder started acting up again. Not having much of a choice, Tyler went into one of the toilet stalls, pulled his pants down his unshaven feminine legs and just let go. The urine came out in sort of a spray, covering his new private pants as it went into the toilet. After he was finished, Tyler took some toilet paper and cleaned his crotch as good as he could, cringing at the feeling.
Before he left the toilet, he washed his new hands and looked into the mirror. If you didn't knew it, you could not tell the body Tyler had his head attached to now was female. He unzipped the jacket of his tracksuit and pulled up the white shirt he was wearing underneath. There he saw the main cause of his discomfort, a extremely tight sport bra, with two pointy nipples poking through the elastic fabric. Cursing once more, Tyler started dressing back up went back to the show.
In a panic, he tried looking for Sam inside the room. It seemed like she took off with his body! It all made sense too, guessing by her attire and her faked deep voice, she must be transsexual or something along the lines. Even more panicked, now that his body was missing, Tyler decided what to do next.
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