"....I wish that every guy in the Junior and Senior class, besides you and me,
was a beautiful female version of themself and that they wouldn't remember ever being guys."
"Why did you wish for that," asked Mark, looking around the hallway for any
signs that the wish was granted but all of the seniors were still in their
respective class.
"Tonights Brettfest so I just thinned out the competition and increased both
our chances of banging some pussy." Joe pocketed the coin and resumed pushing
the projector toward the parking lot.
"Yeah, but having sex with someone that used to be a guy... that's pretty
fucking weird." Mark picked up the books he was carrying earlier and followed
after Joe.
"Well, you don't have to fuck any of the new girls. Just find one of the
regular girls that doesn't have a boyfriend now and go from there. You do what you wanna do, but I plan on giving Biff or one of those football dipshits the ole in-and-out."
"Now that you mention, I can think of a few of the new chicks that I would like to stick it to," pondered Mark.
"Exactly. It's not like we're not going to change them back," said Joe, as he
walked out of range of the proximity stone.
