"I'm serious. We've known each other forever, and I wouldn't feel guilty if something happened-especially if one of us was a chick."
"I only put these on until I could find some guy clothes. I didn't know they'd turn me into a girl."
"C'mon, man. Think if you were in my position."
You look in the mirror and weigh your options. Either way, he's spending the night now.
"Okay. BUT, only if you're the girl."
"What?! No fair!"
"That or nothing."
He whines, and you strip down naked before looking for a better set of male clothes. You can't help but laugh as Andrew practically drools over the tennis-girl's body. You find a bondage set that looks like it would fit someone your old size. You strap the set on and hope for the best. After another ordeal, you look in the mirror and see a rather good-looking senior with a rather large manhood wearing nothing but some skimpy latex straps. You look at Andrew and proclaim in your new, deeper voice, "Your turn."
He looks to the closet to see it's gone back to female clothes. He awkwardly picks out what could be the female equal to what you're wearing, and strips down.
"Hey, man. Don't look."
You roll your eyes and turn away until you hear him hit the bed. He finishes transforming into a sexy girl with huge breasts, about the same age as your new body, and wearing about the same skimpy clothing.
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