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Listen, I’m sorry I said that, but turning me into your hijab? Really?

“You implied that I was my boyfriend’s property! That’s incredibly offensive!

But, I... I just asked about women in Muslim countries and culture, I wasn’t talking about YOU!

“I’m Muslim, so when you talk about Muslim cultures, you’re talking about me!”

Come on, you know I didn’t mean YOU!

“Please, this isn’t the first time you’ve been insensitive like this. The only way to teach you about our culture, is to give you a front-row seat. So you get to be my hijab for a while until you learn something.”

The second we see anyone else, I’m screaming for help.

“Please, only I can hear you, so scream all you want. Well don’t, that would be annoying, but you won’t get any help that way.”

Come on, please turn me back!

“Nope, you’re stuck up there. Any my boyfriend is coming over later, wow, he really is hurrying after I sent this picture.”

Yeah, but you’re going to put clothes on first, right?

“Well, probably not. I mean I’ll be taking them off anyway.”

You’re not going to... have sex with him wearing me, are you?

“I mean, why not?”

Aren’t you not supposed to have sex before marriage, isn’t that a Muslim thing?

“I mean yeah, but that’s true with Christians too and you see how THAT goes...”

Please, don’t make me watch that!

“Oh quiet”

She activated the ‘mute’ function on the Transform-It app and her hijab’s mental screaming stopped. When her boyfriend came to the door, she answered it naked, and they wasted no time. They immediately started messing around, with her still wearing her friend wrapped around her head. He was forced to bear witness to everything, screaming in his head for her to turn him back so he didn’t have to watch her boyfriend thrusting and grunting on top of her. Once they both finished, they lay and cuddled, the friend still trapped in silence in the hijab.

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