Measures

"It's too soon to give up and accept life as a woman." Josh reasoned, "There's got to be some way I can fix this mess."

Josh began scrolling through the rules, desperately searching for one that could return his lost manhood. He came across a rule which completely filled the screen. This rule seemed to define the differences between genders. He thought for a second, then he brought up the onscreen keyboard, and replaced every "man" with "woman" and every "woman" with "man." Josh felt a small jump as the rule changed, and a sinking sensation as he realized too late that the other rule changes he had made would also be affected.

Then the jump ended, and he was back in his old body. Actually, he felt much healthier, and he looked much more toned than he had before. He was even happier to notice that his dick's girth had increased noticeably. He couldn't wait to test it out.

He looked around for one of the many hotties he could get with, but his heart sank when he saw that where there were once healthy, attractive, and sluttily dressed women, there were now healthy, attractive, and sluttily dressed men. Not a single torso was covered, and not one of them had bothered to put pants on. Even Josh, he now noticed, was wearing only fruit of the loom.

Even worse, there were very few women left in the room. Worst still, the rules no longer mandated that they be incredibly sexy. Josh had created a world in which the competition for the plainest sue would be a harsh fight between a dozen **** men, an unpleasant woman would be hard to get with, and sleeping with an incredibly sexy woman would be nearly impossible.

"Well," Josh thought "at least it can't get any worse."