He's the Slutty Cheerleader (Patreon)

"Come on, babe," Jonah said.  "It'll be perfect.  I'll be a football star, and you'll be a slutty cheerleader.  We'll win Halloween.  I even bought the costume for you." 

"For the thousandth time NO!" Brenda said, adjusting her glasses and admiring her Ruth Bader Ginsburg costume.  'It's demeaning."

"So?  It's Halloween."

"Well, if you think it's so great, you should be the slutty cheerleader!"

"I would if I was a chick."  Just as Jonah said "chick" his voice cracked.  "Weird,"  he said putting his hands to his throat, hearing himself speak in a sexy, high-pitched girl's voice.  

"Turn," Brenda said, smiling.

"What?"  But he raised his arms and began to turn. A bright light flashed.  Blonde hair tumbled over his shoulders, and he felt his chest swell even as his pants pulled up his smooth, shapely legs and turned into a pleated skirt. "This isn't possible!"

'Of course it is, Joanie.  You're a slutty cheerleader now!"

"I'm a.. I'm a... I'm a slutty cheerleader!"  Jonah lifted his skirt and shook his booty, then started to wiggle, shaking his pon pons."

"You're perfect," Brenda said. "The boys on the football team are going to love you."

Boys on the football team? Jonah, buried deep beneath the new bubbly, airhead psyche, moaned.  No. No.  But a big smile spread across his new face, and he giggled.  "I love football players!  Omigod! Let's go!" 

I will leave what happened next to your imagination, dear reader!