Except how else do you explain the way this night is going? First it was a practical joke that got out of hand, the three of us guys wearing schoolgirl skirts to a Halloween party, and I took it a little too seriously. I couldn't help it. It felt so...right.
Then I met Cassandra, who apparently wasn't just dressed as a witch; she really was a witch. And not only could she read my mind, but she knew intimate details of my life, and knew which spell to cast that would make me the most uncomfortable. As in, she really turned me into a girl. And now if I ever want my old life back, I have to go all the way with someone before morning. Her rules.
Of course someone at the party has taken an interest in me, the girly me. So...how badly do I want my old life back? If it's not my real body, does it matter how far I go?
It was a good story, but quite a bit disappointing to discover that over a quarter of the book was cover, legal info, and self-advertising, especially when it ends with having the rest of the night to explore... turn the page and begin the advertising.