Jim screams in horror. He's a perfect mirror image of his girlfreind Sharon. He feels his breasts and they feel real. He looks into the panties and, yep, vey flat there. He looks to the person beside him and rolls over to see Jim! Jim wakes up howling. He can't beleive what a horrible dream. Wait! Now he's a wolf-moprh with gray and white fur, and black hair. He's wearing pink underwear, and he's still female. A female with really large breasts, I should say. He looks to the person beside him in bed and rolls Sharon over. Jim wakes up in a cold sweat. He freaks out from all the dreams and rips the covers off and to the floor, smacking the lamp beside the bed. He tries to focus his vision as the room is flooded with harsh light. He looks down and, while he doesn't have breasts, his is indeed wearing pink panties. He can see a definate mound, but he pulls them down just to make sure. Sure enough, there's his cock. He strokes it as if to say, damn, I'm glad you are still here, but freaks out as he realizes he can't feel anything. A closer look reveals that his cock is plastic and so are his balls. There's a metal ring behind his balls, and as he touches his cock, it shifts and becomes real. Jim doesn't know what to make of it until he holds it in his hand again. He raises an eyebrow and pulls a bit, and it becomes plastic again. He sits on his bed and pulls his cock, now a dildo, complete out of himself. It's a double dildo with plastic balls in the center. He can't believe this is happening. He can't remember anything at all from the day before.
True to form, Jim wakes up:
Thu Nov 15 23:21:16 2001
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