Keith opened his eyes slowly and immediately, he felt off.
For starters, he noticed that he was looking at the window, not the wall with the closet door. Why am I on Jenna's side of the bed? Keith thought. He looked down at his hands and quickly took stock of how dainty and small they were.
"What is- that's not my hand, why am I wearing nail poli-" Keith stopped when he heard his voice. It was high and girly, but with a slight roughness to it. At that moment, Keith became hyper-aware of his surrounding, the most immediate being that he was being cuddled by someone. Someone whose stubble he could feel on the back of his neck. He also felt a stiffness poking into his ass. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Keith jumped out of the bed.
Down on the bed laid someone who was clearly not Jenna, mainly A MAN! A tall, bult man roughly his own age. Keith bent over to wake him up and get him the fuck out of his dorm room. The man jolted awake, looked down and immediately started freaking out. He was grabbing at his chest, looking for something that wasn't there. He looked over to Keith and shouted "Where are my boobs? They're gone!" He grabbed at his throat takint noticed of his deep, manly voice.
"Who are you? Get the fuck out of my bed!" Keith shouted in a unintentionally cute tone. "I'm Jenna, I fell asleep with my boyfriend and I don't even know what's going on! Why do I sound like a guy?" Keith's eye went wide. "Jenna? What the fuck, you're a dude! How is this possible?"
"Wait...Keith?! Oh my god! Why do you look like that?!" Jenna scanned Keith's body over. Keith finally looked down at himself. He noticed that he was much smaller and there were small buds on his chest. They could only be described as tits. Keith looked like a woman, except that his penis was still there, looking much smaller than yesterday.
The cute femboy and he built boyfriend just stared at each other. "What the fuck happened to us?" Jenna began to cry.