When I got home, I immediately shed all my dirty clothes, grabbed a shower, and sent Biff a message.
Went home, not feeling well. Meet me at my place after school, OK?
Several hours later, there was a knock on my door. I opened it, and just as I’d requested, there was Biff. “Hey babe, what’s up?” He asked me. “Heard you’re feeling sick?”
I looked at him with terror in my eyes, and just shook my head.
He moved in and wrapped his arms around me. “It’ll be okay. Calm down, and try to tell me what happened. I’m here.”
I mustered up the courage to speak. “No, not exactly sick... I said I wasn’t feeling well.”
He had a confused look on his face. “What’s the difference?”
“Well you see, when I got to school today something felt off. It took me a while to realize, hey, I’m late on my period! When I did I rushed to a bathroom stall and used a pee stick—”
I could see his face become red with anger. “Who did it? You and I haven’t had sex in a while!” He clenched his fists and looked about ready to murder someone.
“Babe, no, it’s not like that at all! When I peed, that’s when all hell broke loose, I had this major unexplained accident, pee went all over me! And to make matters even stranger, it came up negative. My period is late and I’m not even pregnant. What the hell could it mean!?”
Understanding and sympathy came over his face then, as I saw him calm down. “You know, I had a problem in the men’s restroom today as well. I was standing in front of a urinal but none of my pee went in it, just all over my hand and pants!”
I guess this is what happens when a couple is together for a long time and knows each other well, but we said at the same time, “We need to get scientific about this,” while pulling off our clothes.
Biff took the initiative first, reaching out to my vagina and carefully touching around, then unfolding it. “Babe, I can barely feel you,” I told him. Then something happened that shocked us both. My labia popped out, more so than what you’d expect, but not completely because it was still attached at the bottom. The shock of seeing this caused me to pee a little, coming out the open end of my labia and making Biff jump. After examining it for a while, I said, “Now you, babe.”
I reached out and grabbed his penis, causing him to yelp and jump back in surprise. I said I was sorry and reached for him again, this time much more carefully. I was shocked when I saw some pee come out and land on my hand.
“Sorry,” he said, “I’m not used to this feeling.” I said it was fine, and I also noticed something strange.
“Biff, there’s some sort of hole there, above your penis.”
“What do you mean!?”
“I’m not sure what it is yet, but that must be where your pee came from. It doesn’t seem your penis serves that purpose anymore, though I couldn’t tell you why. But there is something I can tell you... I have a feeling you need this more than I do.” I handed him my pink satin panties, then took his boxer shorts and slid them up my legs. “I’m not sure, but this just feels right somehow.”
He had a shocked expression on his face, looking back and forth between what I was doing and what he held in his hands. “There’s…” he started to say, “There’s just no way I have to wear these!”
I told him, “Well you can go bare-bottom if you wish, but I wouldn’t suggest going outside like that.” I then grabbed my skirt and put it back on.
His shocked expression turned to disgust as he reluctantly saw no choice in the matter, and started sliding my cute panties up his legs, reacting vocally when he saw how they seemed to change size somehow to fit him. His face did show some relief though when he was able to put his shorts back on.
Shocked out of our minds at the changes and what we felt inclined to do, we both thought this was too much for today and agreed to part and think it over, reconnoiter another day
