As Jeff left his room, his vagina could hear the sound of their family from within Jeff's pants. As was typical of a Friday evening, Dad had gotten home from work, having stopped along the way to buy fish for dinner. Jeff's vagina, of course, would not be eating any, tonight. In fact, it wasn't really feeling any sense of hunger. Jeff's vagina didn't have a sense of smell, but it imagined that not even the smell of fish would make it feel hungry. Vaginas simply don't eat. Well, not food anyway. And Jeff's vagina had no intention of eating THAT.
With nothing really to do, Jeff's vagina listened in to family mealtime. The conversation was a little muffled, not only being within Jeff's pants, but now with Jeff's legs covering up his vagina as he sat at the kitchen table. But his vagina could still make out parts of the conversation. Dad having to deal with an entitled customer at the grocery store. Mom being as vague as usual about her clients at the legal firm. Melissa, of course, was the most talkative, telling about what she did with her friends and what she learned at school.
The strangest part, though, was hearing Jeff likewise talk about his day at school (albeit not as much as Melissa). The same day that Jeff's vagina had just lived through, before becoming his own vagina. This didn't illegitimize its own memories, of course. It and Jeff WERE the same person, after all. But for the time being, it was no longer Jeff. It was Jeff's vagina. A vagina that its (former?) family wasn't even aware Jeff now had.
Soon, dinner was eaten, and it was Jeff's turn to help with dishes, tonight. A silver lining to this surreal experience was that Jeff's vagina got to skip dishes, tonight. Granted, it didn't get to do anything for fun, instead, but it was still a little preoccupied by its newfound form for that to matter.
After dishes was TV time with the family. Obviously, Jeff's vagina was unable to watch, being tucked in the darkness of Jeff's pants. But that singing competition was on TV tonight, so it wasn't missing much by not being able to see anything. Although it wasn't able to give its opinions on any of the performances, the opinions Jeff gave reflected its own, the two of them being identical in mind.
In the meantime, Jeff's vagina imagined that Jeff's homework loomed above on Jeff's lap. As part of an agreement with their parents, both Jeff and Melissa were able to goof off after school, as long as they did their homework while watching TV with the family. Jeff's vagina had previously assumed that this was a sneaky tactic to get family time at all. Either that or to ensure that Jeff actually DID his homework. Either way, this didn't matter for Jeff's vagina, tonight. Once again, this was another activity that it got to skip.
Seems there's some benefits to being a vagina that Jeff's vagina hadn't thought of.