Getting Home

"AMY!!!!" Trish called as she got back to her apartment after the longest car ride home. The entire time she had wanted to do nothing more than tell Mark to stop and pull over to a secluded area where they could continue where she had ended, but she had managed to get away with just a farewell kiss at the entrance to the apartment complex and rush to the elevator.

"Oh you're back! How did-"

"TURN IT OFF!" Trish commanded. "Put me back to normal."

"Oh. I take it you said boycrazy a-"

"NO!!" Trish shrieked trying to stop her but it was to late. Once more her head felt a little fuzzy and when it subsided it was finally to much. She reached her hand inter her skirt and over her already soaked panties. She was so worked up already that it didn't take much more than a memory of a kiss with Mark before an orgasm washed over her and she was exclaiming in ecstasy and squirting into her panties as they dripped onto the floor. "Please...... turn.... it.... off." She panted.

"Oh my how many times did you say b.... say the word? Are you ok?" Amy said coming over to him with a concerned look on her face. "Oh right right what was the phrase.... It's time for Brendan to come back."

"Wait! If you change to much at once I might...." Trish started as the room started to spin as she fell forward onto Amy as everything went black.

"Brendan. Brendan. Are you OK?" Brendan heard as he slowly opened his eyes. He saw Amy above. Feeling his head in her lap.

"Wha.... Ow my head kinda hurts." He complained as he felt a small headache. "Did... did I pass out?"

"Yea you've been out for like 5 minutes now. After I said the reset code you passed out. Luckily you're light right now so I managed to get you to the couch. Though I wouldn't make any quick movements until your head feels better. I guess messing with some ones head alot might have some consequences. Are you feeling alright though?" Amy asked.

"Yea I think so. At least as well as I can for being a man who currently is a teenage girl. Though being able to admit that must mean all the other alterations are gone to now huh? I'm a man named Brendan. Nice." He smiled dumbly happy at the results.

"Yea you're back to normal. Well at least back to whatever you were before I made Trish. What happened? How many more times did you say the trigger?" Amy questioned.

"Oh you know.... 4 more times." Brendan said sheepishly.

"Four more times?!?" Amy incredulously asked. "When you left you didn't have any interest in me anymore and that was after six and that was taking you from being a straight man. And you said it four more times from that point?!?"

"Well yea I said it four more times but then some lady said it and made it five." Brendan added.

"No wonder you're a mess. What happened on the date?" Amy asked, and Brendan told her about the night. How he wasn't enjoying the date so he went into the bathroom and emerged obsessed with men. How that had led one thing to another and ended with a BJ ontop the Ferris wheel.

"Anyway so then after I kissed him goodnight I rushed up here and well.... that's about it." Brendan concluded.

"Wow I didn't think it would have that severe of an effect. I kinda just assumed you'd give him a kiss at some point and just leave it at that. Instead you had one hell of a night."

"You can say that again. Now I just want to get back to my body and go to sleep. I've had enough excitement for one night." Brendan stated sitting up and starting to make his way to his bedroom.

"Aren't you forgetting something missy?" Amy asked after him pointing to a wet spot on the ground. "You made a bit of a mess."

"Ugghh can you get that? It's kinda your fault for it anyway." Brendan whined in his high pitched voice.

"It's not my fault you went to far. But you managed to do what you were supposed to tonight despite that so I'll help you. Now walk your little ass to the bathroom and get some towels."