James wants a Bath

James stared at the text in bemusement. Surely Rebecca didn't think any of that was even possible? Still maybe she had managed to do something to him since he suddenly couldn't stop thinking about guys. Hot handsome guys that he could just...no, he had to stop thinking like that. As badly as his date with Rebecca had ended it was hardly enough to turn him gay, let alone into a frog!

"What a crazy ribbit bitch" James muttered to himself before noticing that noise had slipped out again. Probably just the power of suggestion. Still, he would be sure to stop doing it since it would seem pretty odd doing that in conversation with other people.

James felt like his skin was a little dryer than it needed to be. He had only taken a shower a couple of hours ago but maybe another one wouldn't hurt? Or better still a bath. Then he could just soak in the water and relax for as long as he wanted. He walked through to his bathroom, turned on the tap and adjusted the two dials until the heat was just right. He felt a little put out at having to do this. Really someone should draw his bath for him, preferably some gorgeous hunky guy who could scrub his back and....James caught himself and pushed those thoughts from his head again.

Having soon fully undressed, it suddenly occurred to James that he felt much more comfortable without clothes on. He knew he had to wear them of course, but they just seemed so restricting. The clothes he had been wearing were certainly unsuitable. Maybe after his bath he could go and get himself a nice revealing little dress or even a sexy bikini!

As James submerged himself in his bath he felt good for a while. But then he started to feel a little worried. That mean witch Rebecca had claimed she was going to turn him into a frog. That made sense, it was what wicked witches did to pretty princesses after all. But wait! He wasn't a princess he was a regular straight guy! This was crazy - what had Rebecca done to him? He would have to go to a hypnotherapist to get this fixed before he did something embarrassing. Still he was sure her "spell" on him was all in the mind at least.

James looked at his feet poking out of the far end of the bath and let out a yelp.

"What the ribbit fuck!"

There was very clear webbing between his toes that definitely hadn't been there before. Was he imagining this? James sat up and raised one foot out of the water, feeling what was a for now relatively small but undeniable change to his body. Maybe Princess James was going to have to find his one true love - and quickly at that - after all.