Welcome to this sizzle site for LAST BRO STANDING, a gender-bending horror comedy about a Wall Street bro who finds himself on the wrong side of his firm’s toxic masculinity when a demon gives him an STD that starts to turn him into a woman.

Let’s meet our players, shall we?

First, there’s JORDAN STANFORD, a handsome Finance Guy whose charm with the ladies is waning. He never made the Forbes 30 Under 30, despite his Henry Cavill stubble game and Ivy League education, but those cheekbones might keep him warm at night for a few more years:

Jordan works at RICHARDSON PETERS, a seething stockyard of finance bros where you can count the female employees on one hand:

The bright spots in Jordan’s days are the moments when he can one-up his BFF, CHAD PALMER, who makes up for what he lacks in cheekbones with a killer business instinct (that just might be the death of Jordan’s career).

Jordan and Chad start every week the same: trying to kiss the ring of their Managing Director, WALT BERENSON – the biggest Big Dog in their billionaire boys’ club (whose clock is ticking, according to Chad):

In a thinly veiled effort to prove he can still roll with all his Young Turks, Walt is throwing Chad’s 30th Birthday party at the classiest strip club in midtown, which turns it up a little something like this:

But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

Before any of this goes down, Chad recruits Jordan to be his wingman at a gallery opening where Jordan first meets DANICA: The Unicorn all his friends told him was an urban myth.

Sure, she’s got a Danica Talos vibe, but our boy is smitten, and can’t resist a challenge:

He even charms her with an ode to Baz Lurhmann (and Leonardo DiCaprio):

Unfortunately for Jordan, Danica’s a demon, and over the next few days, he realizes she’s cursed him with more than an STD: thanks to their hook-up, he’s slowly transforming into a woman.

That’s right.

There are panic-filled bathroom scenes where balls drop off.

You read that right: Balls. Drop. Off.

Because this is a horror movie, y’all.

There is inexplicably shiny hair. Embarrassing ER visits. Catcalls that turn into The Worst Night Ever for a throuple of douchebags.

And… a bloody girl crawling out of a red velvet cake. At the aforementioned strip club. We’re talking:

But mostly, this is a story about a man, turning into a girl. On Wall Street. With claws. Maybe like these:

Now, because this is also a comedy, it all works out in the end. There’s even a nod to Nikki Minaj’s pickle juice rant.

If this sounds like your kind of project, reach out to me at [email protected]. You can check out my other scripts on Coverfly and listen to this LAST BRO STANDING playlist on YouTube, which kept me inspired while I was writing this gonzo story.

And, if you think a woman can’t convincingly play a man, ask Taylor Swift. Or Tilda Swinton (no doubt someone is probably already talking to Timothy Chalamet about remaking Orlando).

Author’s note: The videos above were made with Runway, DreamStudio by Stability.ai, and Giphy.