"I awoke one morning from uneasy dreams to find my p***s had transformed itself into a v****a ...
Thus begins the story of a very unusual day in the life of one utterly baffled gay man. After the shock wears off about his new genitalia, this promiscuous, fun-loving gay man wonders how he can take advantage of his bizarre gift. Bagging a straight man is the first thing that comes to mind. Well, actually bagging whole battalions of straight men ...
There's only one problem: while he now has his very own love taco, he has none of the customary toppings to go with it. Enter Pete Thickwhistle, friend and drag artist extraordinaire.
Pete quickly sets about making his friend's appearance go from butch man to convincing female as fast as you can say ""Max Factor."" Rick, now Rickie, sets off on his quest for straight-man flesh. Little does he know that what awaits is not his lust's desire, but his heart's. Rickie finds that when you go out looking just for s*x, you may end up with something a lot more substantial ..."
Man-amorphosis By Rick R. Reed I awoke one morning from uneasy dreams to find my p***s had transformed itself into a v****a. I was lying on my back and, as is my custom, reached down to give myself a good morning grope. It was my perky way of welcoming in the day. Usually, what awaited my wandering hand was a large column of flesh, with the tension of a steel girder, and the approximate length and width of professional wrestler The Rock’s forearm. My blood ran cold when the hand felt nothing. Imagine how stressed you feel when your wallet or keys have suddenly vanished. Multiply that to the nth degree and you’ll maybe get a hint of the alarm I felt when I discovered my p***s had disappeared. Hoping for a different outcome, I reached down again. Yes, the pubic hair was there, in all it