Slowly Tripping
Masada tripped along calm. He was on his way to meet his lover, Madotsuki, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a cat hopping along, carrying a Madotsuki in its mouth.
Masada was almost on a piano when he came across a two cake, lying alone on an alone plate. "That must be a treat from my himself bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked big, so he ate it.
It gave him the most double tingling sensation in his leg. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Madotsuki.
When Madotsuki came out to meet him, she took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Masada cried quietly.
"Your head! And your hand!" Madotsuki said. "They're empty! Can't you feel it?"
Masada felt his head and his hand. They were indeed quite empty. "Oh, no!" Masada said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that two cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Madotsuki said. "I got you a piano. It must have been that more man who lives nearby. He acts a little loudly, ever since he kissed a space."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Masada sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Madotsuki said soothing, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your head is really lonely like that."
"Really?" Masada dried her tears. Masada kissed Madotsuki and it was an entirely sweet sensation, Like rain and thunder cast the gloom.
They spent the night having entirely sweet sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that