Megan hastily replaced "girls" with "boys." She gazed happily at the new sentence:
"Stephanie, one of the most popular boys in school, plans to kiss Laura."
Megan smirked as she read. "Well, Stephanie, looks like its time for you to become Steve again. Let's see how Laura likes you now."
Steve, once again a broad-shouldered teenage boy, sauntered up to Laura. "Hey there, Laura," he said, a seductive grin on his masculine face. "You know, you're pretty cute for a goth chick. Wanna make out a bit?"
Laura's pale face contorted in revulsion. "Eww! Get the fuck outta here, Steve! Don't you know I'm a lesbian?!"
Steve's confidence deflated. "Uhh... I just thought..."
"You didn't think at all, asshole!" Laura screamed, slapping Steve across the face.
"Okay, I'll get lost!" Steve grumbled. "Jeez!" He slunk defeatedly out of sight.
Laura briefly touched up her heavy black makeup before noticing Megan and running over to her. "Meg!" she thundered. "Did you see that fucking gross display?!"
"Yeah," Megan nodded. "What a smug bastard! Does he really think he's so hot that the fucking lesbians are attracted to him?!"
"He's fucking delusional," Laura said, crossing her arms. The black lipstick made her familiar sneer look intoxicatingly intense to Megan. Suddenly, the goth's expression changed to a smile. "You know, if I were to make out with anyone, it'd be you, Meg. Shit, tell me that wasn't the wrong thing to say! I don't wanna wreck our friendship."
Megan hugged Laura close. "It's okay, Laura. I actually have a massive crush on you."
"Seriously?" Laura asked excitedly. "But what about Chloe?"
"She's poly," Megan explained. "She'll probably want a threesome before long."
Laura grinned sinfully. "I think I can arrange that. Hey, we've never seen each other naked, have you?"
"Not really," Megan said, taking a moment to sift through her new memories. "I mean, we almost almost did at that slumber party when we were fourteen, but we chickened out."
"Then I say it's time to follow through on that," Laura said, beginning to unzip her ripped black jeans.
Out of idle curiosity, Megan pointed her phone at Laura and used the app to generate a new sentence:
"Laura, a teenage goth, is eager for Megan to finally see her pussy."