"It's so cute how overwhelmed they get by their first threesome with people who know what they're doing," Jenn said. She slowly pulled the strap-on out of Jake's vagina, making him gasp. Mr. Thomson chuckled as he pulled his cock out of Jake's mouth.
"He'll eventually stop being so overcome he can't stand." Jake laid on the floor, gasping, still caught up in the afterglow. "Take your time, Jake." Mr. Thomson and Jenn dressed themselves, then left.
Eventually, Jake pulled himself together. He grabbed his underwear, which had changed from boxers to a thong, and his bottoms, which had changed from pants to a skirt. His shirt remained the same masculine attire it had been before.
Once he was dressed, Jake headed for his office. He'd like to be in private in case he changed something so major again.
In his office, he pulled open the app and generated a new sentence. He scowled. There wasn't a lot to work with, and he was a bit embarrassed by it.
"Jake is more comfortable wearing a thong than boxers."