Dude, ever since you caught the TG Virus, you've acted like you didn't know me. I'm sorry I hit on you like that, but...well, who can blame me. And it's great that you found a job as an actress, but you could acknowledge that we used to be buddies. You've been acting like you're too good for me lately...wait! don't call security again!
I watched the alien ship disappear over the horizon. They weren't going to come back, I realized. I had been nothing more than a lab rat to them. They had delved into my brain and twisted my body. They turned me into a creature out of my deepest fantasies. I guess I had assumed that they would turn me back when they were done and wipe my memories. No such luck. I was stuck like this now.
Go ahead, Rick. The antidote is on the kitchen table. You can become a guy again if you go in there and drink it. But the change feels, good, doesn't it? You just have to play with those new titties of yours. Even now, you're thinking of what it would be like to have my cock buried deep inside of you. You know exactly how good it will make you feel, and you know that you'll never get a chance to feel pleasure like that if you take the antidote. So go ahead...if you really want.