The End?

You wake up in the evening to the feeling of her full, warm lips on yours, gently tugging away. They're both seemingly afraid to wake you, and afraid not to enjoy it.

Realizing you have a huge decision to make, you do your best to pretend you're still asleep while you think about what to do. You just dressed up like a girl, and had sex with your best friend, also dressed like a girl. And if that wasn't bad enough, you've given yourself girly names and locked up your dicks in a cage. If you had known this would have happened a month ago, you wouldn't have agreed to this game. But now... now it all feels right. You feel really happy. Would it really be so bad to keep being a girl? I could always go back to being a guy anytime I want, couldn't I?