"Slut." Jon read out loud, and the card disappeared. And in an instant, Jon felt a wave of dizzyness come over him, but it quickly subsided.
"That was weird." Jon said. He then looked down at himself, seeing that his body hadn't changed, but his clothes had. He now wore a pink tupe top and short denim miniskirt, as wel as black stilletto heels. There was also a purse hanging from his shoulder.
Jon took in his new clothes, wondering how sexy they made him look. And then thought about the card. It had said slut. And Jon definitely felt like a slut now. And he liked the idea of being a slut. He wanted to have sex, and not just any kind of sex, but with a guy. He knew that should bother him, but it didn't. He liked the idea of it.
As he wondered how he was going to get what he wanted, he heard his cellphone ring from inside the purse, and took it out to see the person calling him was Steve Farber. "Hello?" he said as he answered it, using a flirty tone.
"Hey Jon." Steve replied. "I was wondering if you'd be up for some "fun" tonight?"
"I'm always up for some "fun"." Jon replied.
"Great. Meet me at my house later." Steve said before hanging up.
