"This is quite a shindig, Mark." John said walking through his friends annual pool party.
"Thanks, but just thankful that anybody came. I mean, its only been three months since the genderwave and i just didnt think people would be ready."
"I'll be honest, Im not sure if I was. Thats why I didnt bring my suit. I know its my body now but Im not ready to flaunt it like that." John said, unconciously casting a glance at his friends impressive clevage. Mark noticed this and grimaced.
"Trust me, I wouldnt be flaunting it if I had a choice." Mark said.
"What do you mean? You look amazing!"
"Trust me, I know. I'm basically a trophy wife now. Everyone stares at my tits and Greg-" Mark bit his tongue. "I mean Sarah doesnt let me wear anything that doesnt showcase my chest. She wont allow me to use our old names. I have to go by Julliet now." Mark vented, maintining a resigned smile.
"Wow... I dont know what to say. Does he hurt you?" A flumoxed John asked.
"Not if I keep him happy. Well I hope you enjoy yourself, help yourself to a drink. I have to go be a good hostess." Mark sighed. "Oh, and from now on, make sure you call me Julliet. I dont want to risk him fucking my ass as rough as he did last time." He said chuckling awkwardly, leaving a very concerned John wondering how he could help his friend.