Scott sprinkled some powder onto Chris' id, and then picked up a pen and wrote a block F over the M on the gender section of the id. Smiling, he then hides the id underneath his pillow and goes to bed.
Chris torments Andrew for a couple of minutes before he goes to bed himself. As he lays down he sneezes a couple of times, 'This room sure is dusty,' he thinks as he falls asleep.
During the night Chris sweats and has nightmares of smothering under his girlfriends giant panties as he finds himself shrinking. He is laundered with her dirty clothes and then ironed flat. Unable to move he finds himself picked up and pulled on like a pair of ladies underwear. He feels humiliated, being worn as underwear, and almost relieved when at work she pulls down her tight pants. At least until he finds himself pushed up against her bosses rigid penis, and is soaked with precum, until he is pulled off and discarded. He can only lay on the floor and watch them hump on her desktop...
Chris wakes up feeling very foggy and confused. Pulling back his long hair and slipping on a robe, he wanders across the hall. Without even knocking, and feeling thrilled by being naughty, Chris walks over to Scott's bed, and smiles down at him. Then walking over to Charlie's bed, Chris slips in and rubs up against his tight hairy body. That odd dreamed really has gotten her turned on. A quick fuck with cute young guy with clear her head.
Charlie wakes up to find a cute young blonde with huge breasts sucking on his erect cock. He would almost swear he could hear a guys voice mumbling something about asking what is going on, but who cares about some odd little voice. He pulls her up, and slips into her moist sex.
Scott wakes up a couple of minutes later when he hears a high pitched shriek, and he spies the happy couple in the bed across the room.