"Kenneth Friendly," Uncle Bill called out. "Have you made up your mind what you want to be?"
"I think so, yes, I have made up my mind," Kenneth announced quite ready to choose.
"Well, so what did you choose?" Uncle Bill cried out.
"I chose the farm dog you keep in the back storage area, the male one," Kenneth said, quite proud of his decision. He had always been a canine at heart. He loved his male great dane so much that he had had a sexual relationship with it for the past two years.
"Are you sure that that is what you want to be? I mean, that's a very hard job to fulfill. There also aren't any female equivalents to procreate with when you get bored," Uncle Bill said.
"Yep, that is exactly what I want to be. Not having any female companionship doesn't bother me, since I've been gay for the last fifteen years," Bill said with a smile.
"Okay, then. I guess you are ready for the transformation..."