These things are too freaking funny.
Vince tripped along rampantly. He was on his way to meet his lover, Vince, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a cat hopping along, carrying a chicken in its mouth.
Vince was almost in front of a mirror when he came across a hip cake, lying alone on a cool plate. "That must be a treat from my funny bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked lovely, so he ate it.
It gave him the most funky tingling sensation in his thigh. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Vince.
When Vince came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Vince cried vicariously.
"Your bum! And your tongue!" Vince said. "They're gorgeous! Can't you feel it?"
Vince felt his bum and his tongue. They were indeed quite gorgeous. "Oh, no!" Vince said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that hip cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Vince said. "I got you a rap. It must have been that rules man who lives nearby. He acts a little slowly, ever since he slapped a teddy."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Vince sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Vince said huskily, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your bum is really wonderful like that."
"Really?" Vince dried her tears. Vince kissed Vince and it was an entirely groovy sensation, as alike as two birds, rested firmly on the palm of a hand,overlooking a mirror.
They spent the night having entirely groovy sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.