The next morning, Jerome wakes up. He realizes he's on the couch in Jake's place. Last he remembered Jake was pouring him some vodka, and then... no, that was impossible. Guys don't have pussies. He must have been dreaming. But he couldn't feel his dick, but instead a strange sensation of something different... and when he looked in his panties he realized his dream must have been true! He must have had sex with Jake, with him treated as a girl... At than moment a naked Jake comes out of the bedroom "Morning cunt!" He snickeres.
"Don't call me that!" Jerome snarls leaping to his feet.
"But that's what ya are!" Jake laughs pointing to the frilly silken panty clan sex between Jerome's burly thigh's.
"I...Well... How did you..." Jerome stammers at a loss for words as he stares at the feminine sex organ.
"Remember how I wanted Sue palmer so bad... and you snuck around got her drunk and popped her cherry!" Jake growled wickedly. "Well I just returned the favour!" "A little more intimately thats all pussy!"
"Ok..oko a jokes a joke... now give me back my cock!" Jerome demanded angerly.
"Hahaha... I wouldn't return that tiny thing even if I could!" Jake snickered, gesturing with his littlest finger. Making Jerome blush in embarassment and anger. "Naw I don't have no way of changing ya back... if ya can find that guy who's name is on the label he might be able to..." Jake snickered as he walked off to get dressed.