It was a glorious morning. The sun was shining. The birds were singing. Light beamed through the window and splattered onto the bed, heating the room and giving everything a soft glow. A warm "mmmmm" rolled out of Jane's mouth as she awoke. She stretched out her arms, slowly opened her eyes, and saw the daylight beginning to pour into the room. A smile went across her face. But wait a minute. Something felt off…

Different…

She put her hands on her body and felt bare flesh. Firm flesh. Sexy flesh. Her hands rolled up to her face and her hair. It was short. It was square.

SHE WAS JAMES!

Oh, wait. Was that real? Did that really happen? There seemed to be some recollection of a female James, who slept with Camille, and went on dates with Kendall. What happened…just a dream. Oh, it was just a dream. Some sick choreography of the sand man, no doubt. But wait just a second. James focused his eyes a little better, and realized that he wasn't in his room. It was…

He rolled over slowly and saw Kendall staring directly at him. James let out a loud scream and pulled the covers up over his chest. "OH MY GOD!" he yelled. "OH MY FUCKING GOD! OH. OH. SHIT!"

"Shhh," Kendall cooed. He smiled and laid his index finger over James's mouth. "It's okay."

"Ohhh, God. Kendall, I'm ssooo…"

"I'm sorry," Kendall interrupted. "It's my fault. This is entirely my fault."

"Huh? What do you mean?" James was shaking all over. This was the moment of truth; was Kendall going to yell at him, or kill him? What next? James felt like he was going to throw up.

"This is difficult to say, but," Kendall continued. He sighed once. "See, I've known that you had a crush on me for a long time."

"Oh…" James was too overcome by embarrassment, shock and horror to really say anything else. He did his best to listen.

"I wanted to love you, too," Kendall admitted sadly. "I tried and tried, but I just couldn't bring myself to like another boy. So, see, well, the funny thing is…the night before this all happened to you, I made a sort of wish thing. I asked God if there was any way at all that he could make me fall in love with you. When you were gone in the morning, I thought maybe God took you away from me on purpose, to make me realize that it could never happen. Then I met Jane. I didn't know it was you at first. She was so beautiful and amazing. She made me feel strange inside. I connected so well with her, and I just felt incredible. You're gonna hate me for this next part, but since I was so worried about you, I called your mom."

"You called my…"

"Well, she said you weren't there and had no idea what I was talking about. That's when I realized something strange had happened. Really strange. So, I put two and two together, and I came to the conclusion that Jane was in fact James. It freaked me out at first of course, but then it occurred to me that if I could fall in love with Jane, then I could fall in love…with James. And that's how it reversed the wish."

James gazed into Kendall's eyes longingly. If only his brain worked better, he could fully understand what Kendall had just explained. All he knew was that maybe it was Kendall's wish that made him a woman, and then turned him back into James.

"So," James said quietly. "So does that mean…"

"When I said l love you last night, I meant James."

"Eheheh," James did a small, nervous laugh, but Kendall kept his eyes focused clearly on him. "What's wrong?" the blond asked.

"I guess I'm still a liiiiittle bit embarrassed about all of this," said James. "Sorry I lied to you. And manipulated you. And turned into a woman and secretly seduced you."

"Dude, it's cool," Kendall reassured him. He put his hand on James's shoulder and tugged at him to come closer. Somewhat apprehensively, James did. "And sorry I'm naked," James added. Kendall lifted up the covers briefly with his other hand and peeked. He looked back up at James.

"It's cool," he repeated. "There was something really amazing about you as a woman, you know."

"My giant titties?"

"Nah. Well, they were awesome, but no, no." Kendall giggled to himself for a second before becoming serous again. He slid even closer to James, so that they were just two inches or so apart. James's hard chest fluttered. Even though he had been playing around with Kendall the night before, now it was slightly different. There were no more walls to hide behind. This was it.

"You weren't arrogant and narcissistic as Jane," Kendall said. "Did you notice that?"

"I don't know what that means."

"Ugh. You weren't obsessed with your good lucks. Normally, you pander around talking about how great and sexy you are, and honestly, it turns people off. But when you were a woman? That disappeared. Suddenly, you had to work your brain a little harder."

"Maybe I've always been like that, 'cause I don't think people would like me any other way," James said quietly. His voice was suddenly quite low and serious. He looked down. "I never mentioned this, but when none of you guys were around, my parents used to tell me that the only thing I had to offer was my good looks. 'People won't like a guy like you for your brain,' mom would say. 'So just give up and make them like you for your body.' That's what she'd tell me."

Kendall looked shocked. His mouth fell open slightly and his forehead scrunched up. "I had no idea!" he exclaimed. "Why didn't you ever tell us? That's totally mean of them."

"I figured she was right, so that's just what I did."

"I like you for everything," Kendall said quietly. "Even as a narcissistic asshat."

James smiled timidly and slowly reached an arm around Kendall's waist, who pulled them together at that moment. They embraced and stay silent for some time. Kendall rested his head against James's cheek and nuzzled him gently. This was the real deal, and it even felt better than last night (if that was possible!). His hands went up James's thick back and traced circles all over. James held onto Kendall and closed his eyes. "This has been a fucked up week," he said.

"I know. It's okay," Kendall reassured him. "But I'm still glad you're my best friend." He turned his head and placed a kiss on James's cheek, which felt electric. He poked out his tongue and ran it over his flesh. James shuddered with arousal. "Are we,…" the brown haired boy tried to speak, but Kendall pressed his lips to his and silenced him. They kissed, and it was a beautiful thing. Kendall ran his hands to the front of James's chest and touched his pectorals. Mentally, James still felt like a woman. He felt like this helpless, pretty thing that was being commanded simply by Kendall's hands. He opened his mouth as Kendall's tongue demanded entrance. Their lips battled and smacked with passion that was not there last night. James put his hands up on either side of Kendall's face and held him close as they kissed. He made tiny moans. Here, Kendall pressed James onto his back and got up on his waist. He straddled him, and James broke off their kiss. "Is it weird?" James whispered.

"Is what weird?"

"You know…" James pointed down to his cock, which was all firmed up and pushing against Kendall's tummy.

"A little bit. But I'll have to get used to it."

"Oh, okay. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it." Kendall popped another kiss on James's lips and smiled. "I loved your body as a woman, so I can learn to love it as a man."

"A-are we gonna have sex?" James asked nervously.

"I'm not sure how to fuck a man properly," Kendall admitted. They both chuckled. "Maybe we should research this first. I don't want to hurt you or anything like that."

"Okay. But we will, right?"

"Yeah."

"I want you to be my first."

"I know. I want that, too." Kendall gave him another, slightly longer kiss on the lips. He cupped the side of James's cheek and ran his thumb across the soft skin there. Kendall smiled, put a tiny kiss on James's nose and whispered, "I want you to be my last."