Suddenly, Pete started to change. He stayed the same from waist up, but from waist down, his jeans turned into a skirt, his sneakers turned into heels and his socks turned into silk stockings. His hips began to widen and his ass took on a feminine curve. "Hey, Jon," Pete said, his voice now that of a woman's. "Its been a long time, hasn't it. I thought we might catch up on old times."
Pete began to slide off his skirt, revealing a set of lacey panties. Pete suggestively pulled off his stockings, then his panties, revealing a shaved pussy between his legs. Jon felt his cock stiffen at the site. Pete then pulled off his shirt, revealing a masculine chest at odds with his feminine lower half. Jon thought the combination was the sexiest thing he had ever seen; the strenght of a man combined with the tenderness of a woman. "Come here, loverboy," Jon purred as he took off his clothes.
Pete sauntered over, hips swaying suggestively. Wrapping his arms around Jon's neck, he kissed Jon passionately, slipping his tongue deep into his lover's mouth. Jon picked Pete up and lay him down on his bed. Pete's legs spread, revealing the wet pussy that burned for Jon's cock. "Take me," Pete begged, "Take me now."
Jon obliged his friend, mounting Pete and thrusting his manhood deep into Pete's womanhood. They both moaned and grunted with the effort. Jon had never experienced so much pleasure in his life.
Meanwhile, Karyn waited downstairs, wondering what was taking Jon so long.
