Wingman

(Based on John Tucker Must Die)

Kate Spencer, a long-haired blond girl, sat in the stands for her university basketball game as star player John Tucker made the winning basket. He was fairly tall, had an athletic body, short brown hair, pale complexion, and was often compared to as a Greek god. He also had that winning smile. After the game, John was interviewed by a school reporter, Carrie Schaeffer, a short-haired blond. John casually put his hand around her flirtatious implying to Kate they were dating as the camera rolled. However, it also seemed like John was paying close attention to head cheerleader, Heather Montgomery, an African American girl with a very sexy body.

Kate first met John face-to-face at a restaurant she worked at. He was there all by himself seemingly lost in thought. "Hi," she said pleasantly.

"I'm not just ready to order, yet," he said awkwardly.

"Of course, I'll be back later," Kate said leaving him be. Shortly thereafter, Carrie arrived. John politely pulled the chair out for her.

"I've decided to write a children's book," Carrie said resolved.

"That's great. I like kids," John nodded.

Carrie then expertly pronounced the French items on the menu. "So sexy when you speak French," John said impressed and gave her a kiss.

Over the next couple of days, Kate noticed John inviting multiple women for dinner. The second was Heather where he entertained her new cheerleading chant. "Two green salads and lobster for her," John said smoothly knowing Heather's tastes intimately. "Steak for me, medium-rare."

"That top looks so hot on you," John said referring to Heather's orange tank top. "I bet it looks even better off of you," he smiled flirtatiously as he kissed her.

The next time, John was with a curly brunette named Beth McIntyre who happened to be a vegan. John proceeded to order the best vegan dish on the menu. In all of this, Kate was genuinely impressed he could keep track of all three girls' tastes.

Finally, John had dinner with Scott Williams which was a little out of place in a romantic French restaurant. Kate couldn't help but overhear their conversation. "So, how are you hitting it off with the girls?" Scott, his best friend, asked.

"I have three, so far, but I'm always looking for more," John assured him.

"Good deal but you have to have actual sex with them for this to work," Scott reminded him.

"I don't know. Is this really the best approach?" John said skeptically.

"You want to be lonely during your college years? I mean, it's up to you," Scott allowed.

John sighed. "Alright, I'll get me a few more."

"That's the spirit," Scott smiled.

Kate hid her shock and disgust as the two men casually entertained cheating and womanizing. "So, what will it be, guys?" she asked.

John deferred to Scott in an unusual move allowing him to order for both of them. Kate then walked off with their order but not before hearing more of their conversation. "That was weird," John admitted.

"You're going to have to get used to it, buddy," Scott smiled.

***

At the university, John made the rounds on his three girlfriends as Kate watched intrigued. He snuck up behind Heather and gave her a twenty for raffle tickets she was selling. He then made his way over to Beth, gave her a pat on the butt, and signed her animal-rights petition. Finally, he went over to Carrie to give her a cupcake as she ran her media booth. Carrie was thrilled with the gift and seductively placed her chocolate-covered finger in his mouth.

Kate was certain that Carrie was John's favorite but couldn't be entirely sure. It just seemed to depend on his mood at the time. Unfortunately for John, Carrie, Heather, Beth, and Kate were all on the university volleyball team, the only thing all four had in common. It was there that Kate decided to do her civic duty.

"I'm dating John Tucker," she lied pretending as if it slipped.

"Wait, I'm dating John Tucker," Heather said outraged.

"The fuck? I'm dating John Tucker," Carrie said and the two proceeded to fight about it.

"You two are delusional. I'm dating John Tucker," Beth interjected.

Kate watched passively as the three girls got into a physical fight that the coach had to eventually break it up. There were a number of bitch-slaps, balls being thrown at people's heads, and tackles. Feeling she had done her duty, Kate then walked off.

***

In the library, Kate happened to see Scott studying by himself. Curiosity getting the better of her, she decided to ask him some questions. "You're Scott Williams, right?"

"Yep," he said disinterestedly.

"You're like John Tucker's best friend. You two come to my restaurant all the time," Kate said sitting down across from him.

"You're the waitress," Scott recalled.

"Right, so, what's his deal? I mean, I'm not judging or anything but there was a huge fight on the volleyball court over him."

"Well...shit," Scott frowned.

"Is there a problem?" Kate wondered.

"Yeah, the three of them weren't supposed to know. It kind of ruins the whole thing," Scott said vaguely.

"Why not share them?" Kate asked boldly. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Well, no, but it's simply not the right time for me," Scott said awkwardly.

"So, John gets three girls and you don't get any. Doesn't seem fair," Kate pointed out.

"We have a special friendship. I'm his wingman. I help him with his relationships the best I can. He's my bro. I would do anything for him," Scott said.

"But what does he do for you?" Kate asked curiously.

"Right now, it seems really one-sided but soon I'll be the one generously compensated," Scott smiled at the thought of it.

"Sure, nice talking to you," Kate gave him a fake smile and left the library.

Scott eyed Kate wondering what to make of her and then texted John to warn him of a potential girl ambush.

***

John eyed his phone with a frown as Heather came up to him in the halls. "Hey, John, can I talk to you for a moment?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure, what's up?" John asked nervously.

"On the court today, some loser said she was dating you," Heather said.

"And you believed her? Really?" John asked smoothly.

"No, I mean, I don't know," Heather admitted.

"You're the only one for me. You know that," John said giving her a kiss. "I don't know why girls say stuff like that. I think they're just jealous because we share something special. We have an unspoken bond," John said to her as he gave her another kiss.

It wasn't long before Carrie, Heather, and Beth ended up at the library to hash out what was really happening. Kate eyed them from a distance pretending to be studying but secretly intrigued by this drama. The three girls began to verbally fight over who John was really into and then discussed their sex lives with him in graphic detail.

"You know what I would do? I'd get even," Kate said to them and walked out hoping it would cause even more chaos.

***

At her house, Kate continued to study while her slightly older sister was getting ready for a date. "You have a date, tonight?" Kate asked surprised.

"Yes, he's a college athlete and a veterinarian student named John Tucker. You might have heard of him," Lori said.

"I have and he's bad news. He's dating at least three other girls, right now," Kate said nonchalantly.

"Wait...what?" Lori thought she misheard.

"Let me guess, a guy named Scott got you two together at some bar?" Kate assumed.

"How did you know?" Lori asked stunned.

"Go ahead and have your fun. I'm just warning you," Kate shrugged.

"Now, I have to rethink everything," Lori said displeased.

***

At the bar, John frowned as he was given a rejection text from Lori. "Lori isn't coming," he said to Scott.

"Lori Spencer," Scott said thoughtfully. "Does she have a sister?"

"Facebook says...yes," John said showing her face.

"That's the girl. She's the waitress at that French restaurant. She's bad news, bro. She has you figured out. She's likely behind those three girls fighting over you at the volleyball court," Scott said.

"It doesn't matter. I had sex with all three girls and I am now locked in," John said dismissively.

"Well, too bad about Lori. I'll find another girl for you," Scott promised.

"The more the better," John said giving Scott a high-five.

***

John ended up with a blond girl named Holly for the evening. They went to the movie theater only for an ad to be displayed showing John as the poster boy for genital herpes. "It's just a modeling gig," John said to Holly but she immediately bailed.

The three jilted girlfriends and Kate were in the theater as well, pleased with John exiting the theater humiliated. What they didn't know was that Scott had eyed the four of them together and now knew what was up.

To get ahead of this incident, John not only denied having herpes but volunteered for an outreach organization to reduce STD transmission and awareness on the college campus earning an award for his efforts. For this, his popularity with the ladies actually soared.

***

On the basketball court, John met up with Heather. At this point, John was aware that Heather was on to him but didn't care. He just needed to remain civil with her. He went for his water bottle and his protein powder not aware that Heather had drugged it with estrogen powder.

"What's up, babe?" John asked her as he saw her.

"Are you trying to bulk up?" she asked him as he went for the powder.

"Yeah, I figured I would until the basketball season ends," John confirmed.

"Well, it's not working. I think you're losing tone," Heather antagonized. "It's cool, though. I like the slim guy look."

"I'm losing tone?" John asked genuinely concerned.

"Maybe you should double up doses," Heather suggested.

"Yeah, thanks for the heads-up," John said appreciatively. Heather then walked off as John got a text warning him as to what Heather had done from Scott who was in the bleachers. John pretended to drink his protein shake in front of Heather and then put it aside.

***

At chemistry class, Scott strolled over to Kate. "I notice you don't have a lab partner," he said casually.

"I wasn't aware you were taking this class," Kate said surprised.

"I newly transferred in. It's complicated," Scott said.

"Alright," Kate allowed.

"Look, I know that you're trying to make it difficult for John, but it's not what you think," he said to her.

"Oh really? Because as far as I can tell, he's a cheating scumbag in need of some poetic justice," Kate said calmly.

"John just wants to have a lot of friends...who happen to be girls. But society finds that odd so he has to play the part of being interested in them sexually," Scott said.

"So, he's gay?" Kate wondered surprised.

"No, no, it's just..., I don't know," Scott said trying to figure out what to say.

"Take your time, I believe in you," Kate said sarcastically as she read her chemistry instructions.

"I think you should date him and have sex with him. It would make it better for both of you. I promise," Scott said bluntly.

"Wow, you have to be the best wingman ever," Kate rolled her eyes.

"I'm actually inexperienced in this area. I mean, I've helped John get a dozen girls, so far, but I'm sure he would get more if he were in better hands. I mean, he's just masculine perfection," Scott said adoringly.

Kate gave him an odd look. "Are you two gay and simply pretending to be straight, because you're trying way too hard."

"No, it's not like that at all," Scott denied.

"How about I go on a date with you and only you," Kate suggested.

Scott gave her a torn look. "I can't," he said.

"Do I not meet your criteria?" Kate asked mockingly.

"It's that...I couldn't do that to John. He gets first dibs," Scott said.

"I assure you, I will never fuck John now or ever," Kate said resolved.

"Well, can you at least not interfere in our operation, here?" Scott asked nicely.

"As long as your friend is being a man-slut, I'm going to expose him," Kate told him off.

"Well...shit," Scott said frustrated and walked off.

***

That evening, John wasn't playing his best game. He was getting pushed around, his chest was sensitive, and he was lacking that drive he usually had. At halftime, John went over to Scott on the sidelines. "I feel like shit out there. Is it already happening?" he wondered.

"Fuck that noise. You are in peak condition. This is your last season. Make it count," Scott said to him. The two gave each other a bro-hug and then John went back out onto the court.

Heather couldn't help but give a WTF look as she stared at them. John went down the court with the ball, slammed into an opposing player, missed the basket, and then hit the floor hard. "Tucker, you good?" the coach asked him.

"Yeah," John said getting up.

The crowd clapped for him as he got back up much to the dismay of the jilted girlfriends. John didn't play very well for the rest of the game but his determination to keep going won the respect of many in the stands.

***

The next day, John talked it up with three girls impressed by his performance on the court. At the gym, John felt his strength greatly declined but was able to hide this fact from his female admirers. No longer needing Carrie, Heather, or Beth, he proceeded to dump them earning some slaps. The three now ex-girlfriends counter-attacked by talking mad shit about John to the girls.

Wanting to get to the bottom of this, John finally met up with Kate. "You having fun making my life difficult?" he asked casually.

"Absolutely," Kate smiled.

"I know you think you're on the right side of the moral equation but it's not that simple," John said to her.

"Oh, do explain to me how cheating and womanizing is the moral thing to do," Kate requested.

"I just want to be friends with all of these girls. I can't help it if they want something more. I'd like to be friends with you," John said to her.

"You figure if you can silence me, your operation will go more smoothly?" Kate assumed.

"Look, I'm kind of a big deal. My family has money. I can take you wherever you want. We don't even need to do anything...sexual," John said to her.

"You're asking me to throw my gender under the bus to get perks from you?" Kate asked accusingly.

"Yeah, something like that," John agreed.

"Normally, in a situation like this I would tell you to fuck off, but you and Scott are a very curious duo. So, heads I accept and tails I block your every move," Kate said taking out a quarter and flipping it.

***

At chemistry class, Scott made his move on Kate who happened to have flipped tails. "You know, there's a great music scene in this town," he said.

"Cool," Kate nodded.

"I mean, John's pretty good at guitar and has a good singing voice," Scott continued.

"Really?" Kate asked unimpressed.

"These are for you," Scott said giving her flowers.

"Wow, is this a bribe?" Kate asked astonished.

"Yeah," Scott nodded.

"Try harder," Kate said to him.

***

Down the hall, John ditched two girls he was trying to romance up and walked over to Kate. "Oh, hey. Did you like the flowers?" he asked her.

"Uh, yeah," Kate said appreciatively.

"Do you want my number?" John asked her.

"I don't have a pen," Kate said dismissively and walked off.

"Damn it," John said frustratedly.

He then went to see Scott in the cafeteria. "You're now in her chemistry class. What's her deal?" John asked exasperated.

"She's got this self-righteous thing going on. I don't think she's your type," Scott said honestly.

"Type is irrelevant. All I need to do is romance them and then fuck them," John said.

"She's into Elvis Costello, obscure podcasts, and reads Dave Eggers. She's deeper than most girls," Scott said.

"I'm deep. I got the poetry club in the bag," John said.

"Maybe, you've done enough, man," Scott considered.

"Maybe," John said uncertainly.

***

That evening at the game, John did better this time winning the game for the team. His teammates carried him around the court. Scott clapped approvingly for him. Kate eyed John and Scott wondering what their deal was. John came up to Kate.

"How about we go to the beach at sunset. There will be lots of people there. Just as friends," he suggested to her.

"Will Scott be there?" Kate asked.

"Sure," John said.

"Okay," Kate said as curiosity got the better of her.

***

That weekend, Kate went to the beach and was met by an enthusiastic John. "So, tell me about yourself," John asked not bothering to hold her hand or anything. "I want to know everything. Your whole life story."

"It's still being written," Kate said coyly.

"So, it's a mystery," John detected.

"Yeah, kind of like you and Scott," Kate said knowingly.

"Scott is my best friend, my bro. That's all," John said defensively.

"Why don't you help him get dates. Sharing is caring, after all," Kate asked.

"He's still not over a very messy breakup," John lied.

John proceeded to take off his jacket and then his shirt showing some impressive pecs and abs. "Like the view?" he enticed.

Kate rolled her eyes but then noticed something a little odd. His nipples were slightly larger than they should be with a little fat underneath them greatly contrasting with the rest of his chest. John seemed to catch on and decided to put his shirt back on. "Yeah, too cold for that," he said awkwardly.

"Is it?" Kate questioned.

"You know what we should do? We should cook smores," John suggested.

***

The two epically failed at cooking marshmallows but neither cared. "So, can I give you a ride home?" John asked her.

"Sure," Kate allowed.

"Alright then," John helped her up and led her to the parking lot.

Once inside his truck, John sighed as he wondered what to do. He ended up driving her home while playing Elvis Costello. "You like him?" Kate asked.

John bristled at that. "No, but I know you do."

"Your spy wingman, Scott," Kate assumed.

"That's right," John confirmed.

"Not very romantic of you to admit that," Kate said obviously.

"I was hoping all this effort Scott and I have been trying to do would win you over," John said.

"You want a threesome with me?" Kate wondered.

"No, no, no, Scott's my wingman. He would never," John clarified.

"What is Scott getting in return for helping you out?" Kate asked.

"I could tell you but then I'd have to kill you," John joked.

The two arrived at Kate's house. John walked her over to her door. "Kate, I really like you. I want to be really good friends with you. I don't want to risk anything by going too fast but I am kind of running low on time. So, I could walk you to your door or we could go to my place, have some wings, maybe some sex," John suggested.

"John, you don't have sex with someone you just want as a friend," Kate said obviously.

"I do," John said bluntly.

"Tell you what, John. I'm going to give you a pity kiss because I pity you," Kate said and then gave him a kiss.

"Wow, that's a start," John said pleased.

"Goodnight, John. I had fun," Kate said and then entered her house.

***

A few days later, John took Kate to her own restaurant shocking Kate's co-worker who was completely aware of John's antics. Surprising her, John took Kate out of the restaurant and onto a sailing boat he had reserved for them. Inside the boat was a bed if the opportunity arose.

"Thank you for organizing this. It's very romantic, but I'm not sleeping with you," Kate told him off.

"I really think you should reconsider. I want to be the best of friends with you," John said sincerely.

"You keep using that word. I don't think you know what it means," Kate rebuked.

"Have you lost good friends over the years?" John asked.

"Sure," Kate nodded.

"What if you didn't have to lose them? What if you could change reality, so you never lost any of your friends?" John asked.

"Sounds great but this is the real world," Kate pointed out.

"The truth...is that if we have sex, it will be as if we have always been friends, even best friends from the beginning. We'll have such great memories together," John said to her.

"You're telling me your penis can warp all of reality?" Kate asked incredulously.

"Yes," John nodded.

Kate couldn't help but smile. "What?" John asked her.

"Why settle for best friends? Why not be my lover?" Kate asked.

"I can't...," John said vaguely. "But best friends would be good."

"You...want to have sex with me...so you can be my BFF?" Kate asked.

"Something like that," John agreed.

Kate simply stared at him. "Oh, now, I get it."

"What?" John gave her a haunted look.

"You're dying. Is that it? You're dying and you want to fuck as many girls as you can before you kick the bucket. You're not looking for commitment because you're going to die anyway. Did I figure it out?" Kate asked.

"I'm not dying," John said truthfully.

"Then, you're just an asshole," Kate concluded.

"Look, it might still work if you suck my dick. I don't know for sure. No one has to know," John offered.

"Answer is no," Kate refused him.

"Well, I'm going to get shit-faced then," John said getting a wine bottle out.

"You drink wine?" Kate asked incredulously.

"No, but I figure I better get used to it," he said as he poured himself a glass.

***

John and Scott looked over their notes on his conquest in the locker room. "You've got thirty confirmed kills and ten maybes. Don't you think that's enough?" Scott asked.

"Sure but I'm looking for quality over quantity now. I want Kate Spencer," John said resolved.

"Forget that bitch. She's been a thorn in our side, and she's not cracking," Scott said.

"That's why I want her. I mean, this list just proves that all of my future friends are total sluts," John disapproved.

"There's no way around it. If you don't fuck them, they won't be your friends now or ever," Scott pointed out.

"I'm scared, man. All of this is coming so fast. I can't even be shirtless in public, anymore," John lamented.

"You'll get through this. I got you, buddy," Scott said giving him a bro-hug.

What the two of them were not aware of is that the three jilted girlfriends had been recording them. Kate watched the video wondering what the fuck was going on.

***

John and Scott made preparations for his 21st birthday party. "I can't believe it's upon me," John moaned.

"I'm going to make this the best birthday party you've had," Scott said to him.

"How can I ever repay you, man?" John asked.

"You know how," Scott smiled.

***

At the party, the hall was filled with college students. The music was blaring from the speakers, a live band, and there were giant birthday balloons suspended from the ceiling. In attendance were Kate and the three jilted girlfriends. "It's John Tucker toast time. Hey, John, come up here, man. Check this out. A birthday party comes once a year. Now, old pal, cut this cake and see who's giving you a spanking," Scott said up on the stage.

Two girls then sprung out of the fake cake and took either side of him. Carrie then came up with an incriminating CD to give to Scott to play. "Thanks," Scott said having no intention of playing it.

Kate then surprised John by getting on stage with him. "Tell me the truth, the whole truth, and I'll be with you, tonight," she said softly.

"Okay, my place," John nodded.

***

After the party, a very nervous John drove Kate to his place looking at his watch every so often. Once he was in his room, John started throwing up from anxiety.

"You didn't even drink," Kate said surprised.

"I feel like my whole world is coming down upon me. I'm going to call Scott," John said getting his phone.

"No, I just want you," Kate rejected.

"Unless we go all the way, there's no point," John told her.

"What the fuck are you on about?" Kate demanded.

John felt his body starting to shift. "Fuck, it's already starting," he said as he felt his bones and muscles begin to shrink.

"What's wrong with you?" Kate asked alarmed.

"I'm okay," he said panting as he rested on the bed.

"You look like you're having a heart attack," Kate said.

"It's just part of the process," he said.

"What process?" Kate demanded losing patience.

John hesitated to answer. "I'm under an old family curse, alright. On my twenty-first birthday, I change sex from male-to-female," he said finally.

"What?" Kate asked doubtfully.

"I know it sounds crazy but you'll see soon enough," John said as his hair started to grow out, his face becoming more feminine, and his body continuing to shrink.

"But what about all the girls? Was it a last hurrah before you lost your dick?" Kate asked incredulously.

"No, according to the spell, my best friend becomes my soul mate and all my lovers become my friends when reality changes. You see, it's not just a physical change. By tomorrow, everyone will think I've always been female. As a girl, I wanted to have lots of friends to support me. I didn't want to be lonely. It's not enough for a girl to have a boyfriend or husband. She's got to have friends and according to the spell all the girls I fucked will be my friends once reality changes," John explained.

"So, that's why you've wanted to get into my pants. To be best friends with me when you become a girl?" Kate asked.

"Right. I'm not the asshole you think I am. I'm just...scared," he said honestly.

Kate wasn't sure what to think. John was changing before her eyes becoming smaller and more feminine. His clothes were now loose on his body. "Even if I wanted to believe you, why would I want to be best friends with you?" Kate asked crossly.

"You seem lonely, yourself. If you want, you can leave now. Scott should be over in a few hours," John said painfully as his voice began to crack.

"And if I just leave, I'll forget everything about you. It will be as if you never existed. I won't even recognize the girl you," Kate said.

"Right," John nodded.

Kate closed her eyes in contemplation. "I can't believe I'm considering this," she said and then took off her shirt. John stared at her as she took off her bra keeping her back to him. "What if you end up a Lesbian?"

"The spell won't allow it. I know because it's hit every generation of my family," John sighed.

Kate truly felt bad for him. "Fuck it," she said as she got out of her pants and panties. "Well, get out of your clothes before you lose your dick," she said impatiently.

John obliged her taking off his clothes revealing a very slender man. Kate eyed John's shrinking dick realizing she was running out of time. She got on her knees and sucked on him to get him hard. John moaned as she worked on him. In quick order, he was sufficiently hard enough.

"If reality changes, you can't get me pregnant, right?" she asked him.

"That's the idea," he said.

Kate got on top of John and placed his cock at her entrance. With some difficulty, she got him inside of her despite its softness and shortness. Kate then began to ride him working to firm him back up. As she did, she saw John's breasts push out until they were a B-cup. His abs disappeared becoming flat. His arm and leg muscles dramatically shrank. His Adam apple disappeared. Now, John's voice was higher pitched as he moaned. Kate then felt his hips widen underneath her.

"I think I'm almost there," John said in a feminine voice.

Kate brought him up so that they were both in a sitting position and then rode him as hard and as fast as she could. "You almost there?" Kate asked him.

John nodded tensing up. "Fuck," he cried out as he had his final male orgasm. His penis quickly shrank, his testicles disappeared inside him, and he could not longer penetrate her. Kate got off him as she witnessed John's penis shrink until all that remained was a clit.

Finally, John cried out as a vaginal opening manifested itself. Kate watched in wonder as John's genitals were no different than her own. John was now female with all of reality changing with him.

***

The next morning, John awoke to find Scott in her bed. They were both naked under the sheets. John, now Joan, got out of bed and curiously touched her breasts. She went to the bathroom mirror and examined her feminine appearance. Looking back at Scott, she smiled happily. Her best friend had become her lover. Unbeknownst to anyone, Scott had been the only man to have sex with her while she was still a man. It had been a one-time thing requiring a great deal of alcohol but it had worked.

Now, it felt like all of the shame and hesitancy with being a man had been washed away. She was now free to explore like never before. Getting back in bed, she kissed Scott passionately to wake him up. "John, is that you?" he wondered.

Joan simply nodded. "It's Joan now, baby."

"Did we...fuck?" he wondered.

"I think we would have if I had always been a girl. It is my birthday, after all," she said.

"Right. You okay?" he asked concernedly.

"It's going to be weird getting used to, but we can figure it out together," Joan said.

"Well...do you want to figure out sex?" he asked bluntly.

"Yes!" Joan nodded.

"Alright, we'll take it nice and slow," Scott said as he entered her.

***

Later that day, Joan merely wore a t-shirt and women's jeans with sneakers. She wasn't ready to be too adventurous with women's fashion. She met up with Kate, Carrie, Heather, and Beth who all greeted her enthusiastically and gave her hugs as if they had known each other forever.

"So, did you finally hook up with Scott, last night?" Heather asked.

"I did," Joan confirmed.

"That must have been so exciting. How did it go?" Carrie asked.

"He was great," Joan assured her.

"Well, now that you're taken, we'll have to flirt with the guys on our own," Beth said. The three girls then took off to do their own thing leaving Joan and Kate behind.

"I don't remember a lot of what happened. Did I leave you out to dry?" Joan asked Kate.

"Don't worry about it. Now, that you have your man, you have to do something for me," Kate said mischievously.

"What?" Joan wondered.

"Be my wing-girl," she smirked.

Of course. That's what best friends are for," Joan smiled.

***
Author's Notes: I appreciate those who took the time to get to the end. I realize it must have been a little confusing until it finally got to the twist. In a lot of stories, the main character is slowly feminized in "preparation" for the ultimate change. Here, I wanted to put a spin on that trope by having the opposite occur. I also wanted to put forth the notion that having a male lover isn't enough for a "new" girl and that female friendship cannot be ignored which is John's entire motivation.