When Tom’s girlfriend came home and said she’d had an unfortunate run in with an ex, Tom was concerned. His girlfriend was a witch, and he knew he was pretty much the only “normal” she interacted with. It made their relationship tough, because Tom couldn’t talk about her much with any of his friends, since he promised to keep her secret.
When she pulled up her skirt and revealed a cock, Tom freaked out. Now not only was he unable to talk about his girlfriend, he wouldn’t even get to fuck her. She tried to calm him down and said she’d figure out how to turn herself back to normal eventually, and that there were still things they could do together…
Tom launched into a tirade about how he wasn’t gay, and how there was no way the two of them with two dicks could work. One cock was the right number of cocks.
“Well if you really feel that way…” She said, clearly irked and snapped her fingers.
Tom was suddenly a naked brunette girl.
It took some convincing, mostly his girlfriend refusing to turn him back until they had sex, but twenty minute later Tom was bent over on the couch, rapidly becoming convinced that he was right in the first place. One cock was definitely the right number of cocks, even if it wasn’t his.
