"Jon has a girl's body from the waist down and a guy's body from the waist up, wears gender-appropriate clothing to each half of his body, likes boys and wants to be a mother." Jon stopped and looked down at the knee-length skirt he was wearing. He slid his hand down his skirt, felt his silk panties and, beneath that, his pussy.
"You mean that I haven't always been a he-femme?" asked Jon.
"Of course not," giggled Karyn. "How many guys have pussies, anyways?"
"A few," said Jon. "Not many. The only other he-femme at our school graduated last year, remember? Do you really mean that I'm not really like this?" Jon gestured vaguely at his body. "I'm happy this way. I like what I am, even if I do get a hard time from the other boys at gym class. I've seen the way they look at me when they think I'm not watching. You know that Pete and I have been on dates before and I really like him. I've been seriously considering that he might be the one I want to spend my life with; the way he holds my hand, the way he kisses, the way he makes love to me. I really do want to have babies, Karyn. Its the most beautiful part of being a he-femme and I think that Pete's babies are the ones that I want to have." Jon was sitting on his bed now, and tears were starting to come out of his eyes.
Karyn felt guilty. She had changed his life, made him like what he was and was now telling him that something he enjoyed being was a lie. She knew that she would be just as upset if Jon had done something like that to her. She sat down next to Jon, put her arm around his shoulders and said, "I know that I changed you and that you're upset about it. I can change the message to change you back to your normal self. I could also leave you like this if you would prefer. If you really like what you are now, I can leave the message alone."
"I think I'd prefer," Jon said...
