Marcus felt warm and sweaty, he stretched against the heavy bedclothes that covered him. It was very dark. He called out, "Hey, Yosh, you awake?"
"Mmm?" mumbled Yoshua, "Yeah, I guess I am now."
"I had the weirdest dream, bro, I dreamt that Conor got his cock and balls back by transforming us into them. Is that weird or what?"
A pause.
"You sure it was a dream? Cause if it is please wake up, I hate hanging here between his thighs..."
Marcus screamed at tried to get out of bed, instead he became hard and stiff and stood up tenting Conor's cargo pants.
Then they heard a distant feminine voice laughing, "Oh, Conor, I guess you really are happy to see me!"
"Of course, I am Willow, I was only telling your brother Marcus the other day, how much I wanted to go out with you," gushed Conor.
"Oh, shit no!" thought Marcus, "Please don't tell me you used that Perfect Mate spell with my sister, she's a dyke! I don't want to be part of your pussy!"
Conor winced, it would serve them right, but he already had learnt from Uncle Norbert about Willow's preference, so he had used the perfect mate spell, but he'd cast it on Willow.