One club catches your eye- it has a half blue, half pink poster with the stereotypical graphics of a man and woman on each side. The title of the poster reads 'Gender Swapping Club- see you on the other side!'
You have always kinda wondered what it'd be like to be a girl, and maybe this would be a fun way to experiment with that. You go up to the people behind the desk, an attractive boy with toned muscles under his shirt and a girl with large boobs and a low-cut top, both of whom were about your age, and say hi.
"So, are you interested in the Gender Swapping Club?" the boy asks.
"Yeah, I think I am," you say. "So, uh, what kind of stuff do you do?"
"Well, it's kinda what it says on the tin," the girl explains. "We swap genders, share our experiences and sometimes do stuff like assigning each other buddies to try doing stuff together."
"Stuff as in stuff, or stuff as in... you know?" you ask, pretty sure they're implying this is one of the clubs where a lot of sex goes on.
"It depends what people want, but a lot of the time when you've just gotten a dick or tits, you wanna take them for a test drive," the boy laughs. "Who are we to say no to that?"
"Good point," you smile. "How long does it last?"
"Again, depends what you feel like," says the girl. "Some people use it as a chance to be the gender they've always wanted to be, some people just wanna try it out for a night or two, some people wanna swap around. Whatever you want, we can accommodate that."
That sounds pretty good to you. "OK, sign me up!" you say.
The boy puts your name and email down, and the girl hands you a card. "Hopefully we'll see you at our first meeting of term on Tuesday night!" she smiles.
"Yeah, I'll be there!" you agree. "Anything else I should know?"
"Oh, there is one thing," the boy pipes up. He smiles teasingly and declares, "If it's your first night at Gender Swapping Club, you have to swap."
"Gotcha," you laugh. You're not sure if he was just making a jokey reference or if that was literal...