Biff carried Jon into his room, talking to him and trying to sooth him the whole way. He lay back down in his bed and set Jon down beside him. As Biff lay down he felt very strange. He had gotten kind of used to his boobs moving about all the time but the lack of a penis stuffed into his panties was a while new set of feelings to wrap his head around.
Turning away from Jon, who seemed to have calmed down now and was falling back asleep, Biff started to explore his changed anatomy with caution. He kept his hands outside his panties for now, first just cupping his crotch with the palm of his hand, amazed to feel around down there and have nothing sticking out in his hand. Being honest with himself, he had to admit that the soft material of his panties, lying snugly against his smooth crotch didn't feel uncomfortable. In a lot of ways it was more comfortable than having his penis and balls stuffed in down there. He traced his fingers around the fabric, building up the courage to go a bit further down. When he did he felt a pair of very soft lips at the opening to his vagina. It was all very sensitive down there. For a second he thought he felt the familiar feeling of his penis, nestled in amongst the folds but it was hard to be sure. The lack of anything sticking out put this idea to rest. "Maybe that's my clitoris?" he thought to himself. Eventually he ran one hand in under the waist band of his panties and moved it down along his short ojbic hair and over the cleft where his penis used to hang from. He delved a bit further down and soon his hand reached, the soft, fleshy genitals he had woken up with. He very gently ran two of his fingers over the lips. They seemed to react to the presence of his fingers, becoming ever so slightly engorged. He felt a little jolt of electricity coming from them and moving up to his nipples which were starting to harden. He could feel the whole insides of his crotch reacting and starting to pulsate a little bit. He explored further with his fingers, pulling the lips gently apart and pushing his fingers slowly in to the warm, moist tunnel within.
His free hand had moved further up his body and made its way inside one of the lacy cups that were surrounding his breasts. He started to massage one of his nipples with one hand while the two fingers of his other hand starting to make their way in and out of his vagina, building up a rhythm. He could feel his pulse racing and his heart beating in his chest. He started to fantasise about Sarah again but it wasn't having the same effect. He didn't know it but his changed anatomy brought with it a change in hormones and his desires matched his body in that he was slowly changing his mind into one that would prefer to be on the receiving end. Now that he and Sarah were both girls, she couldn't give him what he wasn't even aware yet, he wanted. Not thinking too much about it he kept the rhythmic moving going and before long he could feel some wonderful feelings building up inside him. He was building quickly towards an orgasm and just before it happened the idea of having a oenis in his vagina in place of his fingers popped into his head. He knew he should have been disgusted with the thought but in the heat of the passion he was feeli g he loved the idea. He soon peaked and felt an orgasm exploding deep within him. He was tingling all over with the feeling heavily focused on his vagina and his engorged nipples.
He finally regained control of himself and removed both hands. He lay in the afterglow, a million thoughts running through his head.
