Joe(formerly Jen) panicked. His boyfriend Matt was about to come over and he most likely won't be expecting to find a gay man instead of his skanky blonde girl. Should Joe try to explain? Ignore Matt's text? Tell him the date's off? Maybe even just run away? What should he do? For a brief moment, our dear protagonist doubted his...her? choice to let herself turn into this guy, this stranger. She felt...afraid and even ashamed! Did Jennifer really, actually want to renounce her own life, her gender, her very identity and past, and for what? To become this smarty pants gay man? She remembers all of the things she had told herself earlier, to try and convince herself that she should want to become "Joe Newman". It all seemed absurd to her now though... Maybe she should just...find some girl, suck some femininity out of the bitch and revert back to her real self again! Yeah...that sounds great!! ... "NO!" Jen screams out loud in her deep new baritone, "I should do no such thing! You were making a lot of progress Jenny, do not fall back to these negative thoughts! Fight them! You DO want to be a nice gay man, you want your name to be Joe Newman! You'll go to prides, you will penetrate men, you will grow an awesome beard, you will wear cool bow ties and stuff!" With a smile returned to her/his face, Jenny...Joe, strokes his cock through the slacks to get it hard. The erection should be a good reminder of her/his being a man, and she/he hoped that the testosterone being pumped through the system from the arousal would hopefully push away any doubts and second thoughts about her brave choice to become Joe Newman. Well, it appears to be working. Undoing the belt and the zipper, Jenny (Joe!) rushes into the bathroom, drops his slacks and boxers to his ankles, and while looking at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, he breaths heavily and grabs his cock with his strong right hand. He pulls the hardening shaft from underneath his shirt and he starts sliding his hand from the tip to the bottom of the thick veiny length, slowly pulling down the foreskin to reveal the slick, reddish head of his new manhood. He thought about facing his boyfriend, his old cheerleader friends, his father and his mother, and proudly informing them of HIS new identity, new name, new orientation, and this thought filled Joe with absolute lust! He starts jacking off faster and faster, groaning in his manly new voice and his erection was now rock hard, his shaft 9 inches long and the head wet with dripping pre cum! It didn't take much longer before Joe felt his balls twitch, his very first orgasm as a guy pulsating through him, his muscles relaxing as he shoots thick dirty white ropes of hot semen all over the mirror... "Being a man is so much better..."
Only mere seconds pass, and Joe is brought back from the afterglow, suddenly, by the sound of the doorbell. "It's Matt!! He's here... he's here!"
Maybe our new male protagonist should consider cleaning up or at least pulling his pants back up before opening the door for Matt?
(I would really love it if someone would continue this story!!)