John was always a very masculine man, from his looks, to his voice, to his behavior and mannerisms. Just a manly man.

One evening, after a job, he found a little abandoned shack, just exploring it in the hopes of finding money, he found some old pirate rum.

Bringing the rum back to camp, John found himself drinking some of it on a warm summer night. Everyone having fun while he just sips on that antique alcohol.

Though the next morning, instead of awaking with a hangover, he awakes with… Boobs!?

He groggily awakes, all confused, looking over to his mirror in his tent. I look… feminine…

He slides a hand into his trousers, not believing anything and — Oh my god! He’s… a girl now. A whole vagina. No way.