“Umm… wait… Something about this doesn’t seem right.” Dave said, taking his sweet time to finish his sentence and then even longer to figure out what was wrong.
“Damn it Dave,” Cameron thought to herself, “could you be any slower!”
“Oh, I know what it is! How could you be watching a horror movie if the DVD player isn’t turned on?”
“I turned it off right before you walked in.” Cameron told him, expecting him to call her bluff.
“Oh, okay then. I guess that makes sense.”
Cameron was amazed how dense Dave seemed. Was he always this dense she wondered? Maybe being a guy he had never noticed but now that he was a she…
Then again, maybe Dave was just particularly tired tonight or maybe even a little drunk?
“Wait, what’s the smell? Cameron, do you smell that? I smell the faint scent of… *sniff sniff*… wet pussy.”
“Dam it Dave, your super sniffer would pick that up wouldn’t it!” Cameron thought to herself. Dave had always had an abnormally strong sense of smell and very ‘unique’ vocabulary. “At least he didn’t refer to the smell as ‘cunt funk’ like he used to.” She thought.
“I don’t see any girls in here though… wait… Do you have a midget under the covers with you?”
“No!!” She howled, wondering if he was really that stupid.
“Liar!” Dave yelled with glee as he ripped the covers off Cameron’s bed, inadvertently revealing Cameron’s newly changed body.
Her secret discovered, Cameron didn’t know what to say. For a moment both of them were silent.
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