Kelly grinned. "I don't think this school allows opposite-sex roommates. What can I do about that? I don't want to change you back." Tracy's eyes opened wide, and he took a step back. "Oh, can't you see I'm kidding?" Kelly laughed. "I wish I was a guy 6 feet six inches tall, with a muscular body, and an eight inch penis. I wish everything in this room would change to something that would be appropriate for two college guys living together." The last words were spoken in a deep bass, as the new Kelly looked out at the somewhat messier dorm room, with girly posters and beer cans lying on the floor.
Kelly was staring at a Playboy centerfold pinned up on the wall. Suddenly he realized that now that he wasn't one any more, he didn't find women disgusting. Quite the opposite.