"The quarterback would be up for a threesome with you and me."

"Y'know Jason, the quarterback?" Bonnie asked. Derek didn't know the guy at all, didn't even know that was his name, but she found herself nodding. After all, while Jessica hadn't bedded the guy yet, she knew him pretty well all the same. "Well, don't tell anybody, but we were talking and junk and I might have, like, told him that you and I wanted to have a threesome." The sentence was delivered in a whisper, so no one else could hear, and Derek's head spun as she listened to the words. Whatever was left of the man she once was would love to have sex with Bonnie, her voluptuous form everything that teenage boy had ever wanted in a sexual partner. But having sex with a guy wasn't something Derek wanted, regardless of the fact that she still could still taste Mitch's cum in her mouth. That was, like, different.

Jessica, on the other hand, was totally stoked for this. Any thoughts about not liking guys were, like, totally dumb. She loved guys! And Jason was one of the hottest guys at school. Her only issue with the idea was Bonnie's involvement. She wasn't a lesbian, no way. Still, just because it was a threesome didn't mean she had to do anything with Bonnie, right? Instead, they could just take turns with Jason and stuff. With no lingering objections, Jessica smiled dumbly at her friend. "That sounds amazeballs!"

That must have been what Bonnie wanted to hear, because she smiled mischievously. "Alright, let's..." Then, Bonnie thumped her forehead, faking a realization that Jessica was too dumb to see through. "I totally forgot! I told you I'd, like, turn you back into a boy and junk, right?" Bonnie pulled out the coin and held it out. "There, now you can, like, turn back. Too bad Derek isn't the one invited to the fun, right?" Jessica...Derek...the person standing there was torn. This was a chance to go back to normal, to leave this insanity behind. But a non-insignificant part of them wanted to stay this way, to fuck Jason, to never change back. What were they going to do...