When Jon arrived at the pictures, Rodney was waiting outside. He looked around, saw Jon, and looked straight through him. Not surprisingly, as he didn't expect Jon to have his mom's body.
Jon walked up to Rodney. "Hey, Rod."
Rodney looked at Jon. He looked closely, and saw, through the make up, Jon's face. "Oh my God, Jon, I didn't know you were like that!"
"I'm not," said Jon, and explained all about the accident.
"So, like, you've got your mom's body eh? Tits and fanny?"
"Well, of course," said Jon, unknowingly putting his hand on his hip and bending his knee in the same way as his mom.
"So what are we going to do?"
"Can we get something to eat?"
Rodney and Jon went to the local diner, a fairly run down but quiet place. No-one batted an eyelid as they entered and sat down. They both ordered coffee.
"So what's it like to be a woman, Jon?"
"The thing is, it's not just any woman, it's my mom! I came out of this body. It screws your brain up thinking about it. Hey, stop that!" Jon felt Rodney's foot on his lower leg, rubbing slowly against it.
"Don't you want to know what it's like?" said Rodney, a strange look on his face.
"What what's like? Oh shit, no!"
"What's wrong. You always said you wanna get laid."
"Yes, to a women. Not to my friend - my MALE friend."
Rodney stirred his coffee thoughtfully. "Dude, I'm not gay, but for some reason, you're really turning me on. It must be the way you're flashing your tits at me."
"I am not." stormed Jon, closing his blouse a little tighter.
"Ah, come on, you'll enjoy it." Rodney leaned forward and stroked Jon's arm.
"Get off me!"
Rodney reached under the table again with his foot. He worked it up Jon's leg, and inner thigh. "Is that turning you on, dude?"
Jon felt the foot rub up and down his thigh, and he began to feel a strange sensation. He was actually getting turned on! But it was Rodney, his old friend of ten years. But, oh!, it felt good, and for a moment he wanted to feel Rodney's cock inside him. Jon's sensibility took over, and he tried to resist. He had always wanted sex, and it was being offered to him on a plate. How could he refuse?
"Where can we go," he asked
