No, and he respects your privacy

"No, I'm ok, thanks though!" you say, fingers crossed that Tyrone doesn't disregard your statement and burst through the door.

"Alright Laina. Don't forget we got to leave in a bit for the tailgate at Demetrius' house. He can't wait to see you again!" Tyrone responds. You can hear his footsteps growing distant as you turn the shower on. You didn't know how this happened - the only explanation would be that weird dream with the hot chick you had last night, but dreams can't turn you into a woman, can they...?

You thought about this as you stepped into the warm water and absentmindedly began to fondle your nice breasts. You hadn't ever seen a rack in person as a man (something Tyrone never let you live down), so you figured you might as well get a good feel for the ones you now had. After a moment or two, you began to reach your right hand down to your slit, your legs beginning to quake slightly with anticipation.

Before you could really begin to enjoy yourself, Tyrone banged on the door again.

"Hey, let's go! We've got to leave in 10 minutes!" You hurriedly finished up the shower and began to dry off. Thankfully you hadn't gotten your hair wet, so you just brushed it straight and walked out of the bathroom, towel around your waist.

"Woah woah, put them girls away!" You looked up after shutting the bathroom door to see Tyrone leaning against the doorframe, smiling slightly. "Keep that energy for Demetrius. You know D loves to see them." You blush slightly and cover your chest with your arms as you walk back to your room. "Don't forget to put some makeup on too!" Tyrone calls as you close the door to your room.