After an unfortunate misunderstanding with his young girlfriend at a New Year's Eve party the night before, real estate agent Clarence Henley talks with his friend Mike on the phone.
Mike: "So... does this mean you go by 'Clarice' now. Nah, that's my grandma's name. How about... 'Clarissa'?"
Clarence: "(Groan) Whatever, it doesn't matter! Look, just call me Clair for now, okay? I'm only gonna be a woman for a year."
Mike: "God, a FULL YEAR as a chick! And those boobs! God, you've got even bigger tits than that chick you kissed last night!"
Clarence: "Look man, she kissed me. I'm telling you I lost Janey in the crowd right before midnight and that dumb drunk slut thought that I was alone so she kissed me when the ball dropped. Janey saw it all and she put a fucking curse on me!"
Mike: "That's what you get when you date a Magical Studies major. These college girls are learning a lot of nasty little tricks nowadays. So she said you'll change back in a year as long as you don't fuck any dudes?"
Clarence: "(sigh) ...Yeah, that's what she said."
Mike: "Well, THAT shouldn't be a problem. You're not into big hard cock, are you? (Chuckle)"
Suddenly, at the mere mention of that question, Clarence feels an undeniable arousal wash over her. An incredibly powerful desire for men and thoughts of massive erect penises penetrated her mind. The curse had changed more than the man's body. Clarence instantly tried to shake herself out of this sudden feeling as not to arouse suspicion in her friend.
Clarence: "(Gasp) ...N-no!"
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