A Fuckton of Polygrumps

Egobang: Danielle Sexbang Pt.1

Warning: This chapter contains explicit concepts, language, and actions

Synopsis: Dan is turned into a girl for one day after he and Arin make wishes on a shooting star. He calls Arin to see if he can help him experiment with his new, temporary body.

Dan yawned loudly, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He'd been up until 3:00 A.M. just dicking around with Arin at the Grump Space and he decided he'd use a day off to sleep until 1:00 P.M. like he used to do when he was a teen. He ran his long fingers through his curly hair and raised an eyebrow, feeling his wild locks trail down his back. His hair was ridiculous, but not that long. He looked at his hand and gasped.

"Holy fuck," a voice that was certainly not his own exclaimed. "Oh my fucking god."

He stumbled out of bed, falling onto the floor and grabbing his chest. With his mouth agape, he grasped the newly acquired breasts sitting prominently inside his oversized New York Giants jersey. He stood up and tried his hardest to walk calmly to the floor mirror near his bed. He was still tall, but his hips were curvier, his hair was longer, and his normal flat chest seemed to elevate by quite a bit. He was a girl, to put it simply. A mix of utter confusion and disgusting fantasizing raced through Dan's mind as he looked down at where his cock would normally be. Excalibur had vanished. He had been inside girls many times before, but now possessing what he had once been inside seemed so bizarre.

"Dan, you okay in there? I heard a loud noise," a muffled voice called from outside the bedroom.

"I-I'm fine, dude," Dan yelled, jumping back under the covers as Barry opened the door.

"You sure? You sound super weird..."

"I'm just losing my voice or something. Seriously, it's cool if you just wanna head out. I'm gonna stay in bed."

"Alright, I'll see you later then. I'll be out later because Suzy and I have games we need to look at for the next Table Flip episode. Get better, okay?"

"Will do!"

Dan waited for Barry to walk out of the house before he leapt out of bed and grabbed his cell phone. He scrolled through his contacts, trying to find someone who could shed some light on what the fuck happened to him. Ross, maybe? Fuck that. He'd just be a dick about the whole thing. Swoozy? Nah, she'd just try and put him in some of her cosplays. Brian. Brian? Oh fuck no. He'd never keep his hands to himself. Kevin? No, he's too adorable to see him like that. Markimoo! Nope. He's probably busy. Besides, the sexual tension with him was already outrageous. He wasn't about to get fucked by Markiplier. He finally tapped Arin's number. He was the last person to see Dan the night before. He had to know something.

"Yo, dickweed, where ya at," Arin answered, obviously chewing something obnoxiously. "I thought we were gonna go grab lunch?"

"Dude, I need you to come over," Dan said in an urgent tone, his voice still cute like before, but a tad higher pitched. "Something happened to me and I need you here-"

"Dan? What the fuck is up with your voice?"

"Fuckin'...just get your ass over here! I'll explain later."

"Wait; before I get up, show me that you're actually Dan."

"What?"

"How do I know you're really Dan? Say something only Dan would say."

"Are you fucking kidding me? Fine. I know that your dick curves to the left slightly. And I've involuntarily seen it."

"Shit, dude, you sound fucked up-"