Tony woke up the next morning, in bed. Right next to him was Ben. Ben had come over and... oh, wow.
"Wake up, Ben," he said.
"Wha-- Oh... good morning, Tony. Tony, we really...."
"Yeah, we did. It was so strange. I don't like guys that way at all. It's just, well... when I started to get aroused I found myself wanting to be taken like a woman."
"Did you enjoy it, Tony?" asked Ben.
"I... yes. I never felt like that before. It was so fulfilling. It starts out as if I was getting horny over some girl. First I realize I'm getting excited, and it's a very familiar feeling. Then when I get more and more excited it's sort of like I'm getting hard for a girl, and I want to screw her. But then it's different, because then I suddenly realize that my desire isn't what I thought it was at all, it's not that I want to fuck a girl, it's that I want to be fucked like a girl!"
"I couldn't believe you wanted me to have sex with you," said Ben.
"Well, you were right there to ask! Who else was I going to go to? Besides, I know you're bisexual. You were never really attracted to me before, but I didn't just get a pussy, my whole body changed too! You were the only person I knew who could have wanted to fuck me at that moment! And I knew you wouldn't call me a fag or anything either."
Ben reached to touch Tony's pussy again.
"Hey, don't do that!" said Tony.
"I know you want it. Don't you?"
"Not now, Ben. Maybe... Maybe later, okay?"
"All right. What about... tonight? We could go out to dinner first and..."
"I told you, I'm not attracted to guys. I don't want to go on a date with you. I'm the same as usual, except with muscles and a pussy, I only feel different when I get horny. But..." It seemed hard for Tony to get the words out. "I... I'd be glad... if you were there for me and you used my pussy again."