Because the movie wouldn't start for a while the four guys decided to visit the food court. Jon bought a couple of egg rolls, Jeff bought a hot dog, and the twins each bought a sub sandwich. Everyone bought soft drinks.
After getting their food, they found a table of four. Jon and Jeff sat facing each other, with Sandy and Dale on the other sides.
"So you guys both know Alan, huh?" Jon began.
"Yeah, we met at the pool last summer and then hung around for a while. We've only talked with him a few times since school began, but then we heard about this 'magic shower' incident. What's with that? There's no such thing as magic, right?" Dale responded.
"Don't be so sure. Whatever happened to me, neither the doctors nor the scientists can explain it," Jon stated.
"So you were perfectly normal guys -- born that way -- and now you each have, uh, girl parts -- Is it OK to say that? -- instead of your package?" Sandy probed.
"Yeah, that's about the way it is," Jeff confirmed. "Jon has been living with it a long time but Alan and I just got changed yesterday. Plus five other guys, a gym teacher, and perhaps a few more guys who just got splashed a little and took longer to change."
"So what's it like? How does it feel when you go to the bathroom, or when you, uh, you know. Did it make you gay?" Dale asked.
"Those are kind of personal questions," Jon replied. "And don't forget, I've been like this for ten years now. I hardly remember what everything felt like before."
To Jon, of course, he'd only had a pussy for a couple of days. But with the exception of Karyn, everyone else in this reality remembered his change happening ten years ago, and Jon had wished to have ten years of those memories in addition to his own. Plus, he really didn't feel like answering Dale's pushy questions. Noneof that, however, stopped him from wondering what Jeff had to say.
"It's just weird, man," Jeff began. "Like, when I walk around, or even while I'm sitting here, I can feel something is missing. But I can feel extra stuff inside of me, too, and that's double weird.
"My jockeys kept getting bunched up in front so I bought some guy-style girls stuff. You know, like Hanes cotton underpants for women. But those felt weird too, and they fit me differently, they made visible panty lines. So then my mom bought me some cotton thongs, and those solved the panty lines, but they felt way weird inside my butt crack, and then in English class today they slipped up over my belt, and a couple of people saw them, and I ended up throwing them away. Plus, people keep looking at me, or rather at my crotch. It's embarrassing.
"These girls, they come up to me, and they touch my shoulder, and they ask about me, or they offer to help or teach me about stuff. I know they wouldn't be talking to me except that I had this accident. It's as if the accident is interesting but not me. Which I guess it is but even so... Then I get all emotional and depressed, and I wonder if its because of female hormones or whether I would felt that way anyway.
"And guys come up to me too, and some of them are curious, and some of them are lewd, and some of them, well, I find myself liking them, and wanting their attention. I never used to feel that way about guys. Then I think maybe I am turning gay, and I get depressed about that, and...
Sandy, at that point, became sympathetic. "Yeah, I guess it must be tough, Jeff," he said calmly. "I mean, who's prepared for that kind of thing to happen? And sure, lots of people want to know about it. It's news, it's unusual, but that doesn't mean people are looking down on you."
"I guess we're guilty, too," Dale told Jeff. "I guess we thought that meeting you two guys would be like going to a freak show. I guess we were being nosey. I'd like to apologize for that, and I'm sure Sandy apologizes too. We never meant to take advantage of you. We're kind of freaky ourselves, being twins. People look at us. We should have known. I wouldn't blame you one bit for dumping us right now, or you can have the movie tickets and we'll go home."
"No, that's OK," said Jeff, wiping his eyes. "Would you hold my hand, please?"
