Maybe this is me...

Climbing over the women to his left, William made his way to the living room. His clothes were on the floor between the coffee table and the couch. The **** he'd bought sat on the table boxed up neatly, unassuming as a pawn on a chessboard, yet alluring as the one ring in Tolkien's famous trilogy.

William began to feel a tingling in his breasts and crotch. Somehow he knew this meant he was changing back.

He opened the box, he wasn't ready to go back yet. Inside he found multiple multiple sample packs. The furry pack, the xino pack, the fantasy pack, the gender pack, and more. In the last he spotted a familiar pink pill, he took it.

Within moments the tingling was replaced by a humming pleasure that piqued in a small but intense orgasm.

Breathing heavily, he scrawled his number on a pad with a note, "Last night was amazing and I don't even know you're names..." he stopped, crumbling the note and tossing it aside.

"Last night was fun, let me know anytime you have more of those pink pills,"