Lupe was tired, but pleasantly tired after a rousing soccer game with her new friends. She went out drinking with the guys afterwards. "Well hello there" she heard. An attractive woman in her thirties was standing next to her at the bar. "You looked good out there."
"Uh, thanks. Can I buy you a drink?"
Later that night, Lupe woke up in a strange bed, with a beautiful woman snoring next to him. I'm a man, he thought.
Beck and Andrew, as he was now calling himself, went together to the gym, believing that working out was the best way to get rid of the last annoying bits of female flesh on their chests, butt and hips. Without thinking about it, they headed for the male locker room, where the other men took no notice of them at all.
OK, Hermione thought, I'm going to have to give up on lesbians. I'm a guy now. But how many straight women are there in the world? Watch out ladies, I'm coming for you!
Janet moved out of the house she shared with Charles into a small apartment. They hardly spoke a word.
"Well hello" said Robert to the fabulously hairy, hunky bear at the gay bar. "Don't I know you from somewhere?"