"Terri," Joy finally said. Of all her sorority sisters, the only one who wasn't turning Joy on was the clown girl. 'And maybe if I'm a clown myself, my mind will be too silly to be thinking about sex all the time,' Joy thought.
Terri only giggled and honked her clown nose. "Oh, goody, we're going to have another clown in our sorority!" Honk! Honk! "The more the merrier!"
"That changes the rules a little," said the board. "For no two clowns can look exactly alike! Your face and costume will be similar but of a different type!"
Much like Terri before her, Joy sneezed, when she opened her eyes, all saw that she now had a perfect clown nose, round, red, and rubbery. Gingerly Joy touched it; she felt a sensation almost like when touching her clit, then gave a squeeze. Honk! it sounded, much like Terri's.
"Hee, hee," Joy giggled, then added with a goofy lilt creeping into her voice, "I feel...funny."