Stephanie, the other naughty student in the dorm

"Ugh, that felt weird," a girly voice groaned as Marcy heard petite footsteps walk over to the sink to fill a glass of water. As you get your vision back, you see that your former male roommate now looked like a pert young woman, wearing worn jeans and a small top that she'd begun unbuttoning the moment she got into the hallway.

You'd wished for a girl roommate, a student like yourself, though not with as much smarts. You can't have two smart girls fighting for the same guys in the same dorm, you know. You did wish that she had a head for numbers and finances and a bit more of an affluent background, along with a bisexual orientation so you could keep your casual "fuck for rent money" racket going. You weren't stupid, after all, you thought to yourself as you adjusted your top and put the gun down.

Yet, you couldn't quite focus on what you had wished for, as you've just confirmed something radical. You had turned Steve into a girl... and she seemed quite... slutty, when you thought about it.

Maybe this Mark dream she'd had actually had some truth to it? Whatever was the truth, the Stereotype gun did work!

"Well? You hit me with the ray gun, Marcy," the girl formerly known as Steve smirked from the kitchen bench where she'd perched herself. You glanced over at the pile of letters and realize that Steve now was named Stephanie. She shot you a knowing smile and began unbuttoning her jeans. "What did you have in mind for payment?"

You admit she was acting kind of dominant, but that was maybe to be expected when she was paying most of the rent. Also, if someone was going to be the man in the household, it might as well be the one who had been a guy until a minute ago.

Taking a few moments to think of your options, you decide to...