"How did you get pregnant?" Karyn asked.
"You know I'm a hermaphrodite, Karyn," said Jon. "I was born with a uterus and ovaries in addition to my cock and balls. My reproductive systems are connected and that's how I got pregnant. I just don't have a vagina. I'll have to have a c-section to give birth to my daughter. It's a good thing I have boobs, too." With that, Jon cupped the double-d breasts undearneath his dress and bounced them back and forth. "Mom says that nursing my siblings and me was one of the most beautiful aspects of motherhood and I'm glad I can bond with my baby the way my mom bonded with us."
"But what about your clothes," asked Karyn. This would be more difficult than she imagined.
"You know I've always preferred wearing women's clothing," said Jon. "Particularly since I hit puberty and my boobs started coming in. Skirts, pantyhose and dresses have always felt more natural than male clothing."
"And the other guys at school?" said Karyn.
"I'm just one of the guys to them," said Jon. "I'm just a little different, is all. Until I got pregnant, the only way to tell I was different at all, besides the way I chose to dress, was my boobs. I like having them and I like the way a lot of the guys enjoy looking at my body. They're proud of me for having this baby and a lot of them ask questions about what its like for me to be pregnant and put their hands on my belly to feel the baby kick. My relationship hasn't changed much since I concieved."
"So," said Karyn. "There's nothing I can say to convince you that you've been changed?" Karyn unconsciously set down the rock and Jon casually picked it up.
"Not much," said Jon. "And even if you have changed me, I like what I am. I want my baby and I want to be a mother. This is so beautiful, Karyn. I wish that you could know what its like to be pregnant." The stone flashed and Jon and Karyn realized that a wish had just been made. Karyn screamed as her belly swelled up until it matched Jon's in size. Her boobs enlarged a cup size and became more tender. At last, the changes stopped and Karyn caressed her newly pregnant stomach. Even as she looked at herself in horror, she felt the baby kick and a surge of emotion flowed through her. Regardless of how much of a tomboy she was, Karyn had a strong maternal instinct, loved children and wanted to be a mother. She just didn't want to be a mother at sixteen. What were they going to do?
