Clive smirked for himself. In about fifteen minutes Kevin would pass through this area on his morning jog, and Clive would be ready for him.
He concentrated on his shape and began to change it from his normal male into a petite female. He didn´t become his dreamgirl, it would have been to obvious, but his form was close enough.
He had been transforming into this girl a couple of times now, every time making eye contact and smiling when they met.
Clive removed his cap, as it would have given away who he truly was, and arranged his longer hair in a ponytail.
It was due time they began to talk so he planned on tripping when they met and give Kevin a chance to help him up.
Clive was playing the long game. He was enough of an ass, and stubborn enough, to go into great lenghts to prank his friend.
He would let Kevin take him to bed after a fancy dinner and then at the point of penetration he would transform back and leave Kevin with a set of epic blue balls.
He giggled at the thought. It would be so funny!
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