Joe58
Joe guided the Mazda into the Honeybone parking lot just as the news was
coming on the radio. He had hoped to arrive earlier, before seven, but things
just didn't work out. Just as he was ready to leave, he decided to put some
laundry in the washer, and it took a little longer than expected to gather up
his things to make a load. Linda added some of her things too, so that added
to the delay. There really was no rush anyway. There was nothing special to
do today, at least till this afternoon, he figured. That would surely be when
Dr. Krell would have Phil use the cage, if he was going to do so today.
Joe had mixed feelings about what was likely to take place. For him and
the others from the flight and ground crew, the change had occurred because of
a strange accident. Nobody knew or had any idea something like this would
happen. For Norm, it was quite different. When he tried the cage, he didn't
know for sure what really caused the strange effect, but he apparently decided
that if anyone was going to have be the first to try it, it might as well be
him. The fact that he had been experiencing gender related problems for some
time was probably only a convenient side benefit. Being the first took real
guts. No one was sure if the cage concept would have the same effect, indeed,
it could have other, much worse results.
For days before, they had experimented on primates with no result of any
kind. But, first time with a human in the cage, it worked. With what
appeared to be exactly the same results as from the GPS transmitters.
But, like the others, Norm's body began to feminize only a few hours after
exposure to the carefully controlled mix of radio frequencies and modulation.
It worked, almost like a miracle. No visible damage, but the cell structures,
perhaps even to the chromosome level, had been changed. The resulting cell
damage manifested itself in a very bizarre way. All males exposed to the
radio energy had been altered, apparently at the cellular level, and almost
immediately began to acquire the primary and secondary sexual characteristics
of the opposite sex.
They became, physically at least, completely female in appearance.
In fact, it might be said they were more than perfectly healthy. Since
the exposure, each of them continued to show indication of a strange "age
reduction". It was hard to describe, but they had, and were continuing to
experience, signs of becoming ever more youthful.
Norm Peterson, the oldest, was well over sixty at the time he was exposed.
He now looked to be about thirty-five perhaps forty, no more.
Tim Werner, the youngest at just over twenty-one, now appeared perhaps
fourteen, if that. And the change continued.
Joe walked passed the guard shack and presented his security badge. It
was hardly necessary. He was sure the guard already knew who he was, indeed
he was certain all eyes in the little building were watching him walk down the
drive to the main building. They always watched the women. Now they watched
him too.
He tried to emphasize the slight swiveling movement of his hips as he
walked. Might as well give them a little show.
Entering the main building, Joe proceeded to the Avionics Test area where
his desk was located. Just down the hall was the lab... And the cage.
Probably nobody here yet, he thought as he took a seat. He checked his
in-basket for mail. There wasn't any.
He sat back in the chair, wondering where he might have left his coffee
cup.
Probably in the lab.
Joe got up and straightened his blouse as he walked down the hall to the
double-doors ofthe lab. Inside, he was suppressed to see Dr. Krell and Karen
already there.
"Good morning, Joe." Dr. Krell called as soon as he saw him. "You're a
little early, aren't you?"
"Morning." Joe answered. "I wasn't sleepy, so I thought I'd come in now".
"I'm glad you did." The little doctor responded. "I have some interesting
news for you, and I want to schedule yet another physical examination if I
can, this morning."
Joe winced. Not more tests. It seemed every doctor at Hillcrest had
already seen him naked.
"Get some coffee, and settle in." Dr. Krell said. He noticed the
expression on Joe's face upon hearing about another examination.
"What's up?" Joe said casually as he went to the Lab coffee pot.
"I want to talk with you in the conference room." Doctor Krell said. "Get
your coffee and go in there. I'll be with you in a few minutes."
Joe filled his cup and went to the small meeting room off the lab. There
was one large table and perhaps ten or twelve chairs. Joe took a seat half
way down one side.
"I wonder what he has to say?" Joe thought to himself as he sipped the
warm black liquid.
Joe was looking at the old aircraft pictures on the wall when Dr. Krell
entered.
"Well, you certainly look nice this morning!" Doctor Krell complimented.
"Still trying to get it right with this make-up thing." Joe said
apologetically. "I still don't have it down yet."
"You're doing very well." The doctor advised.
"What's up, Doc?" Joe asked, grinning at his pun.
Doctor Krell looked at the picture of a Gulfstream jet, taken just as it
was touching down.
"How are you feeling this morning, Joe?" He asked.
"How do I feel?" Joe repeated. "Fine, I guess. I'm sorta getting used to
all this, if that's what you mean."
"You seem to be adapting well to what has happened." Dr. Krell went on.
"Is that a fair assessment?"
"Yeah... I guess so." Joe answered.
"No feelings of depression... Of being out of place... Things like that?"
"Well... I mean... I guess I might feel more "in place" if I wasn't
wearing all this female stuff." Joe admitted.
"Really? I thought you were liking it... You were getting used to it."
Dr. Krell went on.
"It gets easier as time passes.... What's this all about?" Joe asked.
"Have you figured out a way to get us back?"
Dr. Krell raised his hands and smiled.
"Nooo. Nooo. Nothing like that, unfortunately." He said. "We do have
some information, however."
"Good, or bad?" Joe asked.
"I don't know." Dr. Krell said. "I don't think it could be considered
good news, but it may not really be so bad either."
"What is it, Doc?" Joe pressed. "What's going on?"
"Well... We sent the tissue samples to a more well equipped lab in
Atlanta. They have, among other things, a very powerful electron microscope
and a much more sensitive spectrum analyzer than we have here, or in San
Diego." Dr. Krell started.
"Initially, as far as we could tell, all subjects exposed to the radiation
exhibited exactly the same symptoms, and the same physical changes."
"We don't?" Joe interrupted.
"No, you do, at least so far." Dr. Krell explained. "But there were some
interesting additional findings."
"Go ahead, Doc." Joe urged.
"Don't worry, it's nothing life threatening." Dr. Krell said. "But we did
make one discovery that might have a long-term effect."
"Permanent cell damage?" Joe offered.
"Well, by definition, everything that happened might be considered damage
to your cells."
"What then?" Joe urged.
"Joe... As you are aware, your body has developed the external
physiological characteristics of an adult female. Indeed, I believe you have
already attempted intercourse with a normal male and found it satisfactory?"
He grinned.
Joe blushed and nodded his head.
"We... I originally thought you had made a total transfiguration...
Completely... Including the gonads."
The word "gonads" caught Joe's attention.
"If we never find a way to transform you back, I'm certain you can live as
a woman, and no one will ever know, unless you choose to inform them of your
experience. You certainly fooled me."
"What's going on, Doc!" Joe asked, wondering what the man was trying so
hard to explain.
"Joe. According to the findings of the lab in Atlanta, and I believe
these are the best in business... Your body contains the same gonads as
before. We thought they had been transformed... Become ovaries... But, they
only moved... Up in the abdominal cavity."
"And?" Joe asked.
"Apparently they still function normally... As testes." Dr. Krell
announced. "They are undescended, of course, but quite functional."
"I still have my balls?" Joe asked in amazement.
"Well, I suppose that is one way of putting it." Dr. Krell said, smiling
slightly at the street language coming from this so very feminine person.
"Then why'd I grow these?" Joe asked, placing his hands under his breasts.
"Well, along with the extensive, unusual cell damage, which is apparently
responsible for much of your new appearance, we believe you have become
unresponsive to androgens." Dr. Krell explained. "You still produce
testosterone, probably at or very near previously normal levels, but, for some
reason, your body has ceased to react to it. We suspect the cells receptors
have been damaged in some way. Of course, those testes also produce minute
levels of estrogen as well. This is quite normal, and you seem to be reacting
to it in a very positive manner."
"So, what does it all mean?" Joe asked.
"Well... Simply put, from a purely medical point of view, you are
genetically still male." Doctor Krell said.
"Yeah... Right... But with boobs and a beaver... I'm still a guy?"
Joe looked at the little man with disbelief.
"Yes... Unfortunately, because of the cell anomalies, you have become
what I would describe as a pseudo-hermorphodite." Dr. Krell announced. "The
first patient so afflicted that I have ever seen personally."
Joe's eyebrows raised.
"What?" He said.
"Again, simply put... You now have the body... The external genitalia
and features, at least, of one gender but still retain the internal organs of
the other." Dr. Krell explained.
"On the outside, unfortunately, you have developed the appearance of a
normal female. But... inside... you remain, by most clinical standards, quite
male."
"What does this do to me legally?" Joe asked. "Do I stay a woman, or can
I become a man again?"
Dr. Krell looked at him.
"I really don't know, Joe." Dr. Krell admitted. "In my opinion, you might
have less difficulty adapting if you remain as your external appearance
indicates."
"But... What about long term?" Joe asked.
"You may be surprised to know that there are a number of people born
naturally every year with practically identical symptoms. They usually...
Almost always... present as female and live long, productive lives. Some are
well known, beautiful fashion models."
"Oh, yeah... Who?"
"Privileged." Dr. Krell responded, grinning.
"What about... You know... Sex?" Joe asked wondering about the obvious.
"I think you've already discovered you can now function as a female." Dr.
Krell answered. "You certainly fooled me and the other physicians."
"But... What about... Am I sterile?"
"In a practical sense, you probably are." Dr. Krell explained. "I
reviewed your scans and I believe there is evidence of a small amount of
tissue that may be the prostate in your MRI's, but is apparently quite
atrophied. I doubt it capable of significant spermatic fluid. And besides,
with completely undescended testicles, you are probably incapable of producing
viable sperm. And, in addition to all that, there is the obvious physical
limitation."
Joe felt the warmth of embarrassment redden his face.
"What about getting pregnant?" Joe questioned.
"I would say, completely impossible." Dr. Krell returned. "You have
developed no ovaries, uterus, or cervix."
"I thought you said you could see my cervix during an examination." Joe
retorted.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." The doctor admitted. "You have developed a very
normal vagina, and at the anterior, there is a tissue formation that certainly
appears to be a cervix. But, the more detailed pictures from the MRI show it
to be blind. It leads nowhere. You can not... You will not experience
menses, therefore, you could not conceive a child."
"I can't get pregnant, and I won't have a period?" Joe asked.
"It will probably be safe to assume that, yes." Dr. Krell agreed.
"But... I got this infection." Joe counted.
"You do possess a functional vagina, and now unfortunately, you are quite
susceptible to ailments of that sort.
"So, what should I do?" Joe asked.
"Just as you have been is what I recommend." Dr. Krell advised. "You seem
to be adjusting quit well."
Joe eyed the friendly little man.
"First, you tell me I'm a woman. I try to adapt, now I'm told I'm still a
guy... I just look like a girl." Joe summed it up. "What's next?"
"I wish I could answer that." Dr. Krell confided. "We'll just have to
wait and see."
"What about the others?" Joe asked.
"I would rather talk to them first, and let them tell you what they want."
Dr. Krell said.
"What about Phil Berg?" Joe continued. "Will he go ahead anyway?"
"Phil will be informed of this discovery." Dr. Krell said. "He will be the
only one who can make that decision."
"Anything I need to do about this?" Joe asked finally.
"No. I have nothing more to recommend." Dr. Krell admitted. "Go about
your life as you have been. I'm sorry if this isn't what you wanted to hear."
"Well... No periods... No babies... That sounds pretty good to me." Joe
concluded.
"Remember, you are still vulnerable to STD's." Dr. Krell reminded. "Use
your head if you decide to become intimate with someone. This is an HIV world
now. I'll schedule the examination for this afternoon at Hillcrest. I'll let
you know the time. We can talk some more after that, if you wish."
Dr. Krell rose from the table and left the room. Joe remained sitting for
a few minutes. He had a lot to absorb.
Part woman... Part man... A hermorphodite. Actually, not even... A
psuedo-hermorphodite. It sounded like he had become some sort of circus
freak.
Until now Joe had been worried about how to deal with becoming a woman.
Now he had to figure out how to live as a hermorphodite.
"He did say no one could tell." Joe thought to himself. "And, even the
doctors can't, without powerful microscopes and other things."
Sterile... Sterile... "No babies for this babe." Joe thought. It was
somehow both a relief and disappointment. If he had to be a woman for the
rest of his life, at least maybe it would have been better to be a complete
one.
Not some "psuedo-hermorphodite".
He thought of the others. How was Dave going to take this?
Last time he talked with him, Dave was thinking of taking hormones in an
attempt to restore at least some of his masculinity. Even that probably
wouldn't work with this new discovery.
They looked like women, and they would continue looking like women.
"But, women with balls." Joe thought, grinning at the total irony of the
situation.
His own now apparently hidden testicles were causing him look like this.
He placed the palm of his hand between his legs to feel the moist, warm,
softness there.
"Might as well get used to it." he decided. "I guess I'm going to be like
this a long time."
"Wonder how Linda is gonna take the news?" He considered. "Will she care
to mess around with a psuedo-hermorphodite?"
Tears appeared in his eyes. He didn't want them to, but they did. Maybe
the hormones were still the same as before, but there was no doubt these
emotions were stronger now. Probably the testosterone masked only them
before. Now they were free to do as they pleased. They made him cry like a
woman.
No wonder he still felt like a guy most of the time. Inside, he still
was. Lot of good it would be.
He thought about Jay. How would he react to finding out his pal hadn't
really become a woman after all, just some freak with the best disguise
imaginable.
Joe placed his hands on both sides of his abdomen, in the approximate
locations he figured his ovaries, now his testicles, were located.
"Kinda hard to get kicked in the balls now." He mused, rubbing his tummy.
Joe sat back in the comfortable chair and closed his eyes. He thought of
how it was before all this happened. Life was so much easier as a guy, that
was certain. It seemed possible to adapt to being female, it was even getting
a little easier as time went on. But this... This Psuedo-hermorphodite
thing... This was almost too much, even for him.
If he wasn't sure what he was before, now he was really confused.
I feel like a guy... I look like a woman... What am I?
Joe considered how he felt with Linda. No doubt he retained the desires
and urges of a man. He somehow felt more complete when around her. But, last
night was only a sample of what a life together would be like. Frustrating.
He was no longer capable of functioning as a guy anymore. He couldn't be
happy... And Linda wouldn't be happy either.
Could he live his life as a woman? Could he ever have a real relationship
with a male? Could he be a woman for another man? He recalled the experience
with Jay. Physically, it was very pleasant. The changes his body had
undergone were obviously very complimentary to sex with a male. It actually
felt good. He couldn't believe just how satisfying it had been to have
intercourse with Jay.
Surprisingly, it wasn't embarrassing to be intimate with his old friend.
He didn't know why. Although it was a little strange, it all seemed rather
natural.
He didn't know how Jay felt, but when their bodies touched everything
seemed all right. They were old college buddies, but the transition to
intimacy happened as easy as anything so far. In fact, Jay seemed to be
falling for Joe.
Joe didn't quite have the same feelings, at least not so far. It was
impossible to feel very macho wearing a bra and panties... Especially with a
body that looked like this... But he didn't feel at all ready to be a
girlfriend. To Jay, or anybody else.
Dr. Krell advised to stay female. That did seem the easier path. His
records had already been changed. He was amazed at how simple everything had
been so far. It might be considered the default decision.
He certainly looked female enough. And, if Dr. Krell explained it
correctly, little or nothing would work to change that anyway.
There was no way he could pretend to be a normal male looking like this.
Even baggy clothes couldn't hide his feminine features. And, he didn't want
to spend the rest of his life hiding behind closed doors. Maybe it wasn't
that bad, even if he had to "pretend" to be female the rest of his life.
No one could tell he wasn't.
He laughed as he considered the scenario of walking into the men's locker
room at the health club. That would create a stir.
Joe was a little surprised to feel his body's reaction to his thoughts.
Sexual arousal had become a bit different now, usually starting with a slight
"tickle" in the breasts, just behind the nipples, as they stiffened. Then, a
more familiar "hard-on" feel as his penis, or clitoris, began to become erect.
There was not enough tissue for the resulting "erection" to extend much beyond
the labia majora, but the sensation was exquisite. A short while later,
another sensation, unlike anything experienced as a male, became the primary
sensation. Whenever his new vaginal opening began to lubricate, Joe could
feel it as a warming sensation, sometimes even a very wet feeling in his
underwear. This was usually accompanied by an overwhelming desire to have
something inside. Joe read in a book that this was probably caused by a kind
of "ballooning" of the upper vagina. Whatever caused it, whenever that
happened, it made him feel very horny.
There was little doubt. Maybe his brain remained male. Maybe his
internal organs were still male too. But, his body had indeed changed. Joe
not only looked like a woman now, but he couldn't help but react like one
sometimes. It was beyond his control, as if something else was controlling
him.
If nothing else, it might be interesting to live as a woman.
Joe opened his eyes. Time to get going again.
He got out of the seat and walked to the closed door. Before opening it,
he carefully wiped his eyes and straightened his clothes and hair.
In the lab, Joe saw that Dave X had arrived.
A few days had passed since Joe last saw Dave. Like the others, Dave had
continued to undergo subtle changes each day.
To Joe's eyes, Dave looked younger than the last time he saw his somewhat
overweight friend. The continueing feminization was evident in the noticeably
wider hips, larger derrier, and even fuller bustline.
Dave had developed very large breasts. It was strange to see his pal's
familure face above that matronly body.
Joe went over to his friend.
"Good morning Dave." Joe called out as he came up from behind. Dave was
engrossed in something he was reading.
Dave turned and smiled when he recognized Joe.
"Morning, Joe." Dave returned. ""You sure look nice this morning."
Joe was glad to see his friend sounding so chipper.
"You do too." Joe responded, his eyes on Dave's substantial chest.
Dave noticed his friends attention.
"Yeah... I know... Kinda big, huh?"" Dave admitted. He was smiling, but
his embarrassment very evident.
"Uhhh no... I ahh..." Joe stammered.
I'm even bigger than Cindy now." Dave continued, straightening his back to
emphasize his generous endowment. "Who'd have thought this would happen?"
"How's it going, Dave?" Joe asked. He knew his friend had been
experiencing deep depression over what had happened.
"Lot's better." Dave said simply. "I don't know what all's helping, but
I'm dealing with it Ok, I think."
That's good." Joe said. "How's Cindy doing?"
"She's an angel." Dave answered. "I couldn't get through this without
her."
"I'm glad everything is working out." Joe went on. "I was getting worried
about you, old pal."
"I'm all right." Dave insisted. It sure could have been a lot worse,
couldn't it?"
"That's for sure." Joe admitted.
"Your sure are looking great." Dave went on, winking as he looked Joe up
and down.
"Yeah...That's what they tell me." Joe said, realizing what Dave was
probably thinking as he almost leered.. "I keep trying to adjust."
"This female stuff can be kind of fun sometimes, but I'd rather be a guy
again, wouldn't you?" Dave said, to Joe's complete amazement.
Joe couldn't believe Dave's new state of mind.
"Well, that's a change in attitude from the other day." Joe declared.
"Not much anyone can do about it, right?" Dave concluded. "Dr. Krell
gave me some pills that have been helping me deal with this, I think."
"They certainly seem to work for you." Joe admitted.
"Yeah. And Cindy has been a big help too."
"How's all that working out?" Joe asked, refering to Dave's family
problems.
Dave looked straight into Joe's eyes.
"I can't lie about it, Joe." Dave admitted. "I wish everythig were
different, but we are dealing with it. I've been taking your advice about it,
too." He winked.
"And, I've discovered, these things can even be kind of fun in the sack."
Dave continued, rubbing his large bosom with his hands.
"There is some good things about the change." Joe agreed.
"I know I need to lose some weight." Dave acknowledged. "I want to, but I
just seem to gain it even easier than before."
"It's not easy, I know." Joe admitted.
Dave laughed.
"You know?" He said. "What do know, with your little boobs and that tiny
butt.
My hips are bigger now, too." Joe insisted. "I know what you're going
through, even if I haven't changed quite as much as you have."
Dave turned around, making that large derrier stand out.
"Come back to me when you look like this." Dave ordered. "Or when your
chest is this big." He pulled his blouse up to expose his bra covered breasts.
Joe couldn't help staring at his friend. Except for pictures, he couldn't
remember actually seeing a woman with breasts that big.
Joe smiled. He tried to not look amazed.
Dave grinned.
Joe didn't know what to say.
"What's it feel like to be that big?" He asked.
Dave grinned wider.
"Oh... They get in the way all the time." He admitted. "I can't believe
all this is really me. I feel off-balance anytime I move around."
"Yeah..Me too. I don't look anything like that, but it feels wierd to
sleep on my front." Joe agreed.
"I wish it just felt wierd." Dave offered. "I haven't been able to sleep
in any position but on-my-back for three days. Even my shoulders hurt."
"I feel for you." Joe told him. "Maybe it will help if you can take off
some weight."
"That's what Dr. Krell advised." Dave said. "I don't know how I'll ever
be able to do it though."
"You've got to come to the aerobics classes with me and Linda." Joe
suggested. "I think you might find it interesting."
"Yeah, Tim told me about the scenery in the locker room." Dave said,
grinning. "That's all I need, Joe."
Joe smiled.
"It's true, too." Joe explained. "I think if you go along, you'll find
plenty to take your mind off the exercize."
Dave got a little closer.
"Joe, I know I've become a woman, but I'm telling you, I don't think any
of my urges changed at all." Dave whispered. "I still feel just the same as
before. I just can't do what I want about it anymore."
Joe nodded his head.
"It's the same for me, Dave." Joe conceded. "I basicly feel the same as
before, too."
"What does that make us... lesbians, bisexuals, what?" Dave asked.
Joe looked serious.
"I don't know." Joe admitted. "I just don't know."
They looked in each others eyes, and smiled.
"What the heck has happened to us, Joe?" Dave asked.
Suddenly Joe remembered the meeting with Dr. Krell.
"Have you talked with Dr. Krell yet this morning?" Joe asked.
"No, I just got here, why?" Dave responded.
"I think he's got some interesting news for you." Joe said.
"What is it?" Dave asked.
"I better let him tell you." Joe insisted.
"They've found a solution?" Dave suggested.
"No, I'm afraid not." Joe hinted. "But I'm sure he'll tell you as soon as
he see's you."
As they were speaking, the swinging doors to the lab opened. Tim Werner
entered, followed by Phil Berg.
"Good morning, everybody." Tim chirped in his little girl voice.
"Hi, Tim, Phil." Joe returned. "Phil, this is Dave X. He's one of us."
Phil and Dave awkwardly shook hands. The handsome, fit man, and the
rather overweight woman were a strange contrast in the human physique.
Joe turned his attention to Tim, who was grinning widely, as if he had
something he was dying to tell.
As Joe studied his young friend, it was obvious he had continued to get
even younger looking since last night.
How young could he get?
"What are you so excited about?" Joe asked.
Tim looked surprized at the question.
"Why... What do you mean?" Tim said innocently.
"You look like the cat that just ate the canary." Joe explained. "Don't
say something isn't going on."
"Nope... Nothing... Nothing going on." Tim insisted. But his smile
covered his whole face.
Joe looked at Phil.
"What's going on?" Joe asked.
Phil looked serious.
"Hey... I don't know." Phil said, acting very innocent.
Joe decided to drop it. He knew they had spent the night together at his
apartment. He could imagine what might have happened.
He rose from his seat. The coffee had seemed to go right through him.
"Excuse me." Joe said, as he walked the the restroom in the hall.
He felt uncomfortable entering the forbidden ladies room.
Joe found the room empty and entered a stall.
He carefully took a seat and then heard someone else enter the room.
Great. There were very few women on this end of the Engineering building,
and Joe figured he would be undisturbed. He hated company when using the
women's john.
"Joe. Are you in here?" A little girl's voice called out.
Tim.
"Yeah Tim, I'm here." Joe answered.
Joe heard footsteps along the three stalls.
Tim was probably checking under the doors to determine if they were alone.
"Joe, I know you know, so I want to tell you." Tim spoke enthusiasticly.
"It happened. Last night. I asked him, he agreed, and we did it."
"Really?" Joe responded, "Did you like it?"
"It was unbelievable." Tim answered. "I was scared as hell, but I wanted
to try it... I was afraid it would hurt, but it wasn't so bad."
Joe smiled. He imagined the scene... The handsome, worldly, Phil Berg,
agreeing to sleep with the teen-age looking Tim Werner.
"Was it anything like you though it would be?" Joe asked, knowing Tim
really wanted to talk about it.
"We talked a while." Tim explained. "He asked about how it felt to be
female. I think he's really interested. When he asked if I had experienced
sex yet. I said no, but I wanted to. I offered... He accepted."
Pretty good, huh." Joe concluded.
You wouldn't believe..." Tim went on. "We touched each other at first...
That was kind of awkward, I guess... I mean, he is a guy and all. But then
he started undressing me and my knees got all wobbly. He really knew how to
make me feel good. When I saw him... God, I thought he would rip me apart
when I saw him... I still can't believe it went in..."
"So, I guess you're a woman now, huh?" Joe asked.
"I was worried it might never happen." Tim replied. "It did, and I kind
of liked it, I really did."
"Keep your pants on, pal." Joe recommended. "You've got to be careful."
"Yeah... I know." Tim acknowledged, "I won't hop into bed with just
anybody. We used protection, so I won't get pregnant."
Tim hadn't heard the news either.
"Was he good?" Joe asked.
There was a long silence.
"Well, I don't have all that much to compare him with, but he sure knew
how to make me feel good. I couldn't believe it. It didn't feel like much at
first, except kind of a stretching pain when he went in. In a while, it
started to feel pretty good. I think it sorta feels like somebody is playing
with your balls instead of your cock."
"Did you come?"
"Well, not while we were doing it, but before... Like I said, he knew how
to make me feel good. He went real slow, like you did." Tim said.
Joe finished and stood and wiped, stopping to inspect the small wet spot
in his underwear before he pulled them up.
The converstion was making him feel like a big sister. Maybe this was how
it would be to live as a woman. Joe flushed and opened the stall door.
"Well, are you glad you did it, or wish you hadn't?" Joe asked the very
young looking person looking at him.
"Oh, Joe, I feel so much better... I know it won't be as bad as I
thought." Tim said enthusiasticly.
"Good." Joe announced. "I'm glad you feel that way. I wish I could be so
sure of myself." He grinned.
Joe washed his hands and straightened his clothes and checked his hair.
"What do you mean by that?" Tim asked. "I thought you were the one who
had his act together on this."
Joe looked at the young "girl".
"I'm just as confused and as worried as you are." Joe said. "Maybe I just
hide it better."
"Well, I feel a lot better, anyway." Tim decided. "I really think I can
live with all this female stuff, if I have to."
"Then let's get on with it, OK?" Joe asked, walking to the door.
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