Jon, here is your choice. Please click on your selection. Would you rather...
Be a woman with a penis instead of a vagina?
Or a man with a vagina instead of a penis?
Meanwhile, on Karyn's screen, the following message appeared:
Karyn, here is your choice. Please click on your selection. Would you rather...
Have four breasts instead of two?
Or have no breasts at all?
"Karyn," Jon asked, "What is your choice? Because mine sucks."
Karyn didn't reply. Jon looked, and noticed that her image was frozen on his screen.
You can't discuss this with her, read the message. You'll have to make your choice first.
Jon scratched his head. He didn't want to turn into a woman; he wasn't sure if the change would seem 'normal' to everyone else, like wishing with the stone, or if nobody would recognize him. On the other hand, he didn't want to give up his manhood, either.
Finally, Jon decided that it would be easier to get through a day of looking like himself with a vagina, and clicked the second option.
Meanwhile, Karyn pondered her own choices. She quickly decided that having no breasts at all would be easier to conceal than having four breasts, and clicked that option.
She looked at her screen, but Jon's image was still frozen. Then she felt a strange, cold sensation in her chest. She looked down to see the front of her shirt collapse and deflate.
Karyn pulled the neck of her shirt out and looked down. She was still wearing her bra, but the cups were collapsed and empty.
Karyn stood up from her computer, went over to her bed, and pulled off her shirt and removed her bra. She looked down at her chest and gasped. Where her breasts once hung, there was nothing. No nipples, and only the slightest swelling from her pectoral muscles. She looked like she had had a masectomy, except there were no scars.
Just then, Jon's image began to move on her screen again.
"Karyn? Are you there?" Jon asked. Karyn covered up her chest with one arm and sat down in front of her computer again.
"Hi Jon," she said, "Did you make your choice?"
"Yeah," Jon said, "I did. What was your choice?"
Karyn blushed, and then tilted her camera down so Jon could see her chest. Then she slowly pulled her arm away.
"What happened to your.... chest?" Jon asked, amazed.
"I had to choose between having four breasts, and having no breasts at all," said Karyn. "I figured this will be easier to deal with. What about you?"
Jon blushed. "I'd rather not say," he said.
"Oh, come on, Jon, I showed you mine!" said Karyn, a bit annoyed.
"Would you have showed me if you had chosen four boobs?" asked Jon.
"Maybe not," said Karyn, "but fair's fair."
Jon said "Well, I had to choose between being a girl with a penis or a guy with a vagina." His cheeks blushed bright red as he said this.
"So, you have... a vagina?" asked Karyn.
"Yeah," said Jon, "I guess so."
"What's it look like?" Karyn asked.
"I don't know, I haven't looked at it yet," said Jon.
"I'm coming over," said Karyn, and signed off.
"Wait!" said Jon as his chat window went blank. "Ah crap," he muttered.
As Jon waited for Karyn to arrive, he tried to examine his body. Nothing really looked different, although he noticed that he could put his knees together without squishing his balls. He tried peeking down his pants, but couldn't really see anything. He pulled his pants and underwear right off, and leaned over. He had a normal-looking tuft of pubic hair, but he couldn't see anything else. It was strange, not seeing his cock and balls between his legs, but he couldn't really get a good look at what was in their place.
Gingerly, he reached his right hand down there. He felt soft lips parting beneath his fingers. He probed around, and gasped when he found his clitoris. It felt almost exactly like touching the tip of his penis, except it was far more sensitive. He quickly felt his pussy growing moist.
Jon stroked and rubbed his new crotch, faster and faster. God, this felt good. He slowly slipped one finger inside his pussy, going deeper and deeper. He pulled it out and smelled it. It smelled strange... he couldn't quite place the odor, but it smelled musky and sexual. He quickly put two, then three fingers inside himself, gasping in pleasure at the feeling. He rubbed his clit with two fingers while thrusting his other hand into his cunt. He moaned and grunted softly, involuntarily, as he brought himself to his first female orgasm.
What surprised him was how sensitive everything got at his climax. Unlike when he jerked off his penis, the orgasm came in waves rather than a burst. He found that he could reach another small climax again, like aftershocks from an earthquake, when he stroked his clit gently. His body shuddered again and again, and he finally lay down on his bed.
The doorbell rang several minutes later. Jon pulled on his underwear and his pants and rushed down to answer the door. Karyn stood outside, wearing a bulky sweater even though it was quite warm outside.
"Come in," he said, opening the door for her.
As they headed into his room, Karyn sniffed the air. "I think I know what you've been doing," she said with a smirk. Jon felt his face flush with shame.
"What, like you wouldn't have tried?" he said.
"Oh, probably," she said. "Now let me take a look."
"No way, you first!" Jon said.
"Hah, I already gave you a sneak peek on the webcam. Drop 'em, buster," she said, pointing at his pants.
Reluctantly, Jon pulled his pants and underwear down. Fascinated, Karyn moved closer to look at him.
"You really need to trim down here," she said. "You're looking very bushy. Maybe we should get it waxed?"
"No way!" said Jon, "I'm not going to let anyone else see this!"
"I could help you shave it," said Karyn. "It would look a lot nicer."
"I don't really need it to look nice," said Jon.
"Oh, come on!" said Karyn.
"Let me think about it," said Jon. "Now it's your turn."
"Alright," said Karyn, and pulled off her sweater. She was wearing a bra underneath, which she removed. Crumpled-up facial tissues spilled out of the cups, and Jon looked at her empty chest.
"Wow," he said, "That's weird."
"I kinda thought I would still have nipples," said Karyn, poking her blank pectorals. "Can I compare it to your chest?"
Jon shrugged, and pulled off his t-shirt, standing naked before Karyn.
She looked at him, and covered up one of his nipples with two fingers. "Yeah," she said, "my chest looks a lot like yours."
Jon gasped slightly at her touch. He thought for a second he was feeling his penis harden, and he reached to cover it reflexively. Instead, he felt his clitoris swelling very slightly.
"You like that?" asked Karyn, leaning closer. She blew on his nipple, then licked it. Jon gasped with pleasure.
Karyn pulled him down onto the bed, and lay him on his back. She reached down between his legs with her hand as she continued to lick and suck on his nipple. Jon shuddered and sighed.
Soon, Karyn had her pants off too. Jon reached to pull her panties down, but Karyn stopped him.
"Not until you let me help you trim down there," she said.
"Fine," gasped Jon.
Jon's parents and sister were out of town, so they had the place to themselves. Karyn led Jon to the bathroom, and they shaved his pussy clean. Then they returned to the bedroom, and Karyn (who turned out to be bisexual) taught him several things he never knew you could do with two pussies.
As they lay in the bed, sweating, Jon's phone buzzed. He picked it up and read a text from his mother.
"Don't forget to bring your swimsuit and towel to school tomorrow," it said. "Tomorrow is swim day!"
