As I closed the door on Karyn, I took another look down at the vagina, murmuring to myself, "fucking hell, how did this bloody happen."
I was briefly tempted to have a feel and inspect things more closely, but chickened out and just pulled on a pair of jocks. Oddly my hips were actually a little wider as well, the changes were more than just skin deep it seemed, and I wondered just how fully functional my genitalia might be. The thought of having a woman period sent shivers up my spine as I pulled on a shirt and pants.
While I was tying my shoo laces, bending over with a different posture than normal, Karyn called out to me, "Jon are you all right, do you need a hand?"
I stood up and opened the door, "OK, we'd better get a move on, we've probably already missed first period." I stopped and thought about the pun that slipped out, Karyn caught it too and looked at me, but neither one of us laughed, it was just an uncomfortable silence.
"We'll figure it out." Karyn said, trying to reassure me.
