Tom (in Jill's body) shouts, "No way in Hell am I gonna let you stick that thing in me". She picks up her towel and wraps it tightly around her. Running into Jill's bedroom, Tom closes then locks the door behind "her".
Tom pulls a pair of Jills jeans on and finds a loose fitting top, trying not to look at the large tits hanging from his chest.
"Oh well, I guess I will just keep this nice masculine body" bellows Jill in Tom's manly voice. "We don't really have to swap back".
"You wouldn't" cries Tom, realizing his girly voice sounds so weak.
What should he do? .... Fuck himself as a girl? Is that what she really wants?
"Look Bud, If you ever wanna see something other than a pair of tits in the mirror every morning, you had better do this", came Tom's booming voice through the door.
Tom listened ..and thought. He undid the button and zipped down his jeans and pulled them down slightly. A feminine finger cautiously probed the pussy between his legs. A slightly moist opening greeted his finget as he inserted it...then a blockage...that is what she wants to lose..her virginity..
Aw what the hell..anything to get back to being me. Tom pulled off the loose shirt, freeing his tits and dropped the jeans to the floor. Stepping forward he extended his slender hand, unlocked the door. Slowly opening it Toms eyes widened as he saw......