“Babe,” the voice called out again from the other side of the door, “everything okay in there?” 

'Pretty fucking from far from okay, actually,' Omar thought beneath the flowing water. One moment he was in his dorm, busting out a quick one before Chem, next he was in another bed, sweaty, only light coming through a blinded-up window, entangled with someone MUCH larger. He struggled to shift himself amid the limbs and drenched bedsheets, only to come face to face with a bearded stranger. Omar let out a scream, but what came out was a high pitched shriek that terrified him further. He jumped out of the bed with a jolt. He didn’t get a good look at himself, but the unrestrained jiggling of his nude body all but confirmed his fears he was currently completely female. He ran into the bathroom to wash away the fluids he could acutely feel drying on his back. And stomach. And within the void between his legs. He cranked the shower as high a temperature it would allow, but his blood still ran cold as every drop against his hairless, unblemished skin was a stark reminder that his body was not his own. He hugged himself in an attempt to bring himself down, but accidentally scratching his slender arm with his long nails only caused greater agitation.

The knocking came soon after he entered, Omar’s little display must’ve gotten this mystery man almost as panicked as he was, but he simply couldn’t think about him right now. Or the rest of the world, for that matter. He especially didn't want to think what these two had been up to before he subbed in, but they were naked, out of breath adults together on a bed; there weren’t many other options that made sense. From how sore his new holes were, it was clear they were going at it multiple times, and considering how red and freshly throbbing his bubble butt was, he was regrettably, intimately aware how rough this body liked it. 

There would never be enough water for Omar to feel clean, but he spent enough time in the shower, and his new friend wouldn’t keep waiting forever, so he stopped the valve and slowly made his way back to the bedroom. Passing by the mirror, he was surprised to see that absolute bombshell from around campus- Olive, maybe? Well, any new face would be a surprise, really, though a funny coincidence that she was on his mind during his “alone time”. Although finding himself within her body with another man spooning him dulled the humor, somewhat. Omar wasn’t happy, but truth be told it would be a picnic compared to the fallout he was about to face. And how poorly Olive was currently taking it stuck his body.