They had taken a slight detour to get dinner at a drive through. Jon had just parked the car, and Karyn was passing him his burger.
“Here’s your Jon-boyfriend Burger…”
“Thanks.”
Karyn took a bite of her own hamburger and got a thoughtful look. After she swallowed she said “Hey, we never wished to know what caused… uh… my pants python.”
Jon nearly gagged. He felt a rush of arousal. His body was still in female mode and Karyn’s in male. “Er… very… evocative imagery there…”
Karyn grinned at him. She had noticed that mentioning her size had an effect on him while they were driving and had been thinking up ways to tease him for much of the drive.
“Mmmmhmmm...”
“We could, you know, I brought the stone… I didn’t feel comfortable leaving it in my room all weekend. Mikey might find it… He snoops sometimes. We’re already out of range, I think, so if he found it… who knows what weirdness we’d come back to.”
“Oh! Yeah… that’d be bad. Interesting, but bad. Where is it?”
“I put it in the glove box.”
Karyn opened the glove box and pulled out the stone’s box. She opened it, placed it on the centre armrest, and touched the stone.
“I wish Jon and I knew what caused the worldwide change yesterday.”
She took her hand off the stone and pulled her hand away just before the stone flashed.
The knowledge filled their minds. From Karyn holding the stone Wednesday evening and wanting things… to a simplified version of what the stone did to satisfy that desire.
“Oh God… I… I did do it… I wanted… you to have boobs again… and it did this!”
“I… It… activated on its own!”
“Because I wanted… those…” Karyn nodded towards Jon’s chest. She felt guilty. She wanted everyone to have boobs—but she would never have actually wished for it. She knew it wasn’t going to be fun for everyone, and this was even more!
They were both silent for a while.
“It’s not your fault… you didn’t know this could happen.”
“I… you’re right. We should eat before our food gets cold.”
They started eating again, staying quiet; Karyn was still beating herself up in her head.
After he was more than halfway through his burger a horrible thought occurred to Jon. “Oh… I… oh no…”
“What?” Karyn nearly jumped out of her skin, she was on edge from her guilt.
“I… well when I first got the stone… I held it a lot, before I showed it to you… what if… what if… you didn’t actually like me before… what if that’s just… the stone doing it because I wanted… and I didn’t even know…”
Karyn wasn’t sure how to respond. Her feelings for Jon seemed real to her… but then, they would, wouldn’t they. There was nothing she could say that would refute the possibility that those feelings hadn’t existed before spring break. She knew how she felt now: that dating Jon had been the best thing that had happened to her. There was only one way to know.
“Well… you could find out.” She gestured to the stone in its open box on the armrest.
Jon stared at it. He was terrified of it now. That it could just on its own decide to do something. Did he even want to know? What if his horrible suspicion was right? Could he live with that?
“Jon… I… don’t care if it’s because of the stone, I love you now. I don’t want to change that. Promise me… even if it’s the stone’s doing, you won’t try to undo it?”
“I… don’t know if I can make that promise. I… wouldn’t ever consider doing anything without talking to you first. I don’t know… if I want to use it… at all. But I… have to know.”
He looked down at the stone in its box, took a deep breath, reached out and touched it.
“I wish to know all the times that I caused the stone to self-activate and what effect it had in response.” He removed his finger the instant he finished speaking.
The stone flashed. Karyn stared at Jon. She was terrified of what might happen next, that she might lose Jon.
“Why… didn’t you include me?”
She saw his face change into a difficult-to-read expression. Obviously he was trying to control his face.
“I… Sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I… Your feelings are real… the stone just gave you a push… to… make that five honest answers wish…”
“I see.” She could tell something was still bothering him. She frowned. “Are you OK? Did it do something else?”
“I’m… fine.” He paused for a moment. “That was the only time it activated… Let’s finish eating.”
They sat and ate quietly, finishing after a few more minutes. Karyn spent much of it looking out the window, still feeling guilty about causing the change.
Afterwards she turned to Jon cleaning up the trash, putting everything into the original bag. She noticed Jon was still looking very closed-off.
“Hey, Jon… Are you sure you’re OK?”
“Huh… yeah, I’m… a bit rattled by… the self-activating thing still…”
“Want me to drive the rest of the way?”
“I… Sure.”
“OK, I’ll take over, just a sec I gotta use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” She took the bag of trash with her and threw it out on her way in.
She headed into the restaurant, she worried about Jon as she walked, looking around for the washroom. She headed into the women’s room. She picked a stall and walked in. She found a bit of a mess. It looked like at least one woman had tried out going standing up, unsuccessfully. She sighed; at least she didn’t need to sit.
She managed not to make the mess any worse while she did her business. It was still a strange experience. Especially so with her body in male mode. It felt so different to be holding and aiming like that. She wiped the tip with a little bit of toilet paper and pulled up her briefs and pants.
Karyn got back to the car and found Jon in the passenger seat, putting the stone back into the glovebox. She pulled the driver’s side door open and sat down. She looked over at Jon, still withdrawn and tense.
“So… ready to go?”
“Yeah.”
She sighed internally and started pulling out of the parking spot.
After a relatively quiet hour of driving, they arrived at the campsite. As they had been hoping, there was no one else there. Jon set up the tent while Karyn got some other things set; Jon’s mother had given them something that Karyn had initially assumed was a hammock, but it was, in fact, a net for holding their cooler so they could hang it from a tree. Karyn went about getting out anything that wasn’t going in the tent and arranging it around the campsite. They had just finished getting the sleeping bags into the tent and were both inside it, sitting.
Jon’s mood had not improved, and Karyn was getting worried about him. She had been trying to figure out what could possibly be bothering him this much still. It seemed unlikely that it was actually the stone’s self activation alone, at least as long as he’d told her the truth. Had he lied to her about her feelings not being a result of the stone? Why would he do that? She'd been pretty clear that she didn’t want to undo such a change… and if he intended to, it didn't make sense to lie to her. What could it be?
“Jon, talk to me. Something is bothering you. A lot. Tell me. We’re in a relationship… we need to be able to talk. Moreover, I’m your friend. I care. Whatever it is, you can tell me.”
He stopped. Looked down. Sighed.
“I…” he paused, obviously having difficulty expressing whatever it was, “I… left some things out about… what… the stone did…”
“About me?”
“Errr… well, not anything it did to you…”
“What then?” Karyn kept her tone as gentle as she could.
“Me. I… When I was holding it… I wanted a girlfriend, a relationship that would last. I… didn’t have you in mind in particular… I just wanted someone. I… didn’t wish because it seemed wrong… but… the stone decided it would grant it.”
“So… It made me…”
“No. You already liked me… I told you the truth. That’s why it picked you. It gave me a crush on you.”
Karyn’s eyes went wide. The possibility that the stone had done anything to Jon had never crossed her mind.
“I… my feelings are the ones that aren’t real”
“You’re feeling them aren’t you? That’s real enough.”
“I…” he sighed “doesn’t it bother you that… well what about…” He stopped to collect himself. “Doesn’t it bother you that they’re stone made? The original me being forced to feel something”
“Jon, there’s only one you that matters to me, the one in this tent.”
“I…” he sighed again, “I have another confession. I made a wish while you were in the restaurant.”
“WHAT‽”
“I didn’t change anything… just to know…”
“To know?”
“What the original me would have felt if you… confessed to him.”
“Ah, err, what would he feel?”
“Flattered. Uh… a lot of things… He’d… want to be able to feel the same… worry about hurting you… I… the stone told me and still don’t fully understand.”
“Would you have… said yes?”
“... Maybe.”
“I… what exactly did the stone do?”
“I… I’m not sure? It… made me have… enough feelings to say yes to your question… about… romantic feelings.”
“And?”
“What and?”
“Well… how did you feel before?”
“I… well, I cared about you, a lot, obviously… just as much… but as a friend. It added the romantic desire.”
“Jon.” She held his shoulders and looked directly into his eyes. “You said it yourself: the original version of you would have wanted to feel that way. Have you enjoyed the past week and a half? For me, it’s been the best thing to happen to me. I… How some hypothetical version of you would feel at this point… just isn’t important to me. All that matters is how the Jon I’m sitting with feels. This is bothering you a lot. I can tell. The original you cared just as much. Would he hate this? Hell are you even sure if he said yes anything would have been different? I’d have stopped if you said ‘no’. Are you even sure it did anything other than make you say yes? As far as I’m concerned, your feelings are as real as you. As real as your boobs. You’re feeling them. Even if the stone made them, they're still both real.”
“I… guess?”
“Are you going to undo it? You probably can, it wasn’t technically a wish…”
“I… don’t know.”
“If… you do… do you think… you’d break up?”
“I… don’t think so… I think… he’d at least try.”
“I… look if it’s still bothering you in the morning let’s… try undoing it until midnight… and see how you feel?”
“Why… temporary?”
“If… it’s not you can’t… redo it.”
“Ah…”
“Look, let’s… drop it for now… and try to relax.”
“OK… hand me that other bag… are we still… going to zip them together?”
“Up to you… I… want to…”
Jon struggled a bit to get them started, but eventually got the two sleeping bags zipped together to form one double-sized bag.
“Can you step out for a minute so I can spread this?”
“Sure.”
Karyn crawled out of the tent’s door and stood, stretching for a moment.
“OK, come on back in.”
She got back down, Jon was in the bag, holding a book in one hand and holding the sleeping bag open with the other. She crawled in and got herself into the bag with Jon.
“We should probably just get ready to sleep, I’ll close the tent once I’m in.”
“I… sure… I, uh, didn’t bring anything to wear to sleep… I… wasn’t thinking I’d find something like that out…”
Karyn smiled “Me neither, Jon-boyfriend.” She was in the bag up to her hips and the tent was zipped closed behind her. She pulled her shirt off, unhooked her bra, and undid her pants, shimmying them down her legs under the bag she tossed all her clothes to the far end of the tent before sliding into the bag. Then smiled at Jon. “We’ll see how we each feel. I’m fine being naked with you… if anything’s going to happen or not.”
Jon felt a thrill of arousal. His body was still in female mode, so it was all female. He couldn’t not share the tent… and… Well, whatever happens, happens. He started by undoing his pants without getting out of the sleeping bag. Lifting his butt to get them started down his legs, he just kicked them the rest of the way off. He sat up slightly, still just his head sticking out of the sleeping bag to pull his shirt off. When it came to his bra he couldn’t quite get at everything without getting out… He didn’t want to, and it was already getting a bit chilly. He rolled onto his side, back to Karyn.
“Hey… uh… could you undo my…”
“Oh… Sure thing.”
He felt the hooks on his bra release and his boobs shift as their external support vanished. He got the bra the rest of the way off and tossed it down to where Karyn’s clothes were.
They lay there for a few minutes, quietly Jon tried reading his book.
“Hey, uh Jon… how are you feeling?”
“I… don’t know… It’s a lot.”
“Want a hug? Just… a hug from your friend…”
“I…” It hit Jon, that yes, that was what he needed. “Oh, God YES!” He rolled back to face her.
Karyn rolled over and maneuvered closer to him. She put her arms around him and pulled him tight to her.
She felt him relax a bit. They both felt their boobs squish into the other’s. For a while, the hug stayed purely comforting.
Karyn was doing her best to hold back arousal. She really did just want to help Jon feel better, but like any guy could tell her, penises didn’t know when it wasn’t appropriate for them to respond, and already being in male mode, she couldn’t even try to push her thoughts in a female direction. She felt herself rapidly getting hard. Her tip pushed against Jon’s belly.
Jon had been feeling his own arousal and had done his best to ignore it, but when he felt Karyn’s erection against him, he couldn’t ignore it any more. He considered breaking the embrace, but the emotional closeness was helping him more than he cared to admit, and his female libido was very much enjoying the sensation.
“I… I’m sorry about the…”
“Don’t worry about it… I know they have a mind of their own…”
“I love you Jon, I… just wanted to be here for you.”
“It’s OK, really…”
He could feel himself getting more and more turned on. He didn’t want to break the embrace, it really was helping his emotional state… but at the same time it was impossible to ignore the sensation of Karyn’s erection poking him. He was very aware of how much his new sexual preferences involved liking that particular part of her… and since she had mentioned its size, he’d become aware that he was very into how big her’s was. He was also feeling her breasts pressed against his own, this too was a turn on for him, he could feel the size of her bust. All of this combined with the awareness that they were both naked was adding up to a very arousing situation. He very much understood why she was turned on enough to poke him… the arousal was also getting strong enough to push down some of his feelings.
He shifted one of his hands behind her head, and gently pulled her face towards his, she responded by just letting him. They kissed. After a moment the kiss broke.
“Are… you feeling better then?”
“I… not… totally… but… well, being naked in a tent alone with a beautiful woman… makes it hard to stay… angsty.”
Karyn grinned at him. “Yeah… A snuggle with a hot guy is pretty hard to not cause things too. It’s pretty easy to forget to feel guilty about… the world when… well.”
Karyn calling him hot caused another surge in his arousal level. He felt not just wet, but a little bit of fluid actually dripping out of him onto his inner thigh. He felt a need building, a sensation of emptiness inside him, and the means to alleviate it were poking him in the tummy.
He kissed her again. Afterwards he pulled his head back a bit and said, “Let’s… try to forget what’s bothering both of us for now and enjoy the moment.”
“Oh! You won’t get any objections from me on that front Jon-boyfriend, or—for the night—girl!”
“I…”
“I bet someone’s curious what exactly is poking them,” Karyn grinned at him, “wanna see it? You certainly seemed interested while we were driving.”
Jon felt it: the part of him that was female now very much was interested in seeing Karyn’s new equipment. It felt very strange to want to see a penis… to like the idea of looking at one, in much the same way that he liked looking at boobs. “I… I’m… interested.”
She grinned at him. She rolled so that she was on her hands and knees above him and crawled forward a bit. She shimmed and lifted her body up so she was sitting straight, her dick mostly between Jon’s boobs. The sleeping bag was pushed open by her back.
Jon stared down between his boobs at Karyn’s dick. It was mesmerizing, the size of it. He couldn’t believe how big it was. He felt his arousal go even higher; he was more aroused now than he ever had been even before the change. He felt himself practically gushing out of his vagina it was a strange, new feeling. Part of him wanted to play with Karyn’s dick, another wanted to suck it… he tried to ignore that part. He also desperately wanted it inside him, to fill him up, to take away the emptiness between his legs. He needed to be filled.
“Holy crap! It’s massive! You weren’t kidding!” He brought a hand up and wrapped it around her dick… the feeling of it filling his hand… It felt as good as playing with her boobs. The soft surface, the hardness beneath. He had felt his own… but this was different… noticeably thicker, and just… the fact that it wasn’t his… The size of the entire thing, his hand was against her body on one side and his boobs on the other and still her tip was most of the way to the top of his boobs. The feeling of need and emptiness intensified.
“Yeah… Would I lie to you, Jon-girl?” She grinned at him.
For some reason her calling him that turned him on too. “God I… can’t believe… I… like big…” he exhaled, “I want you… inside…”
“Mmmm I bet you do… how do you… want to do this? I… well it’s so big, we’ll have to go slow to uh have a chance of getting it in… and well if you’re on top… you can control…”
Karyn’s words about having to go slow went right to his arousal, but as she started talking about him being on top, he was shocked to find he did not want that. He wanted her to take him.
“I…” his eyes went back and forth from her face to her dick, his arousal pushed him to say it, “I… want you to…” his voice got quiet, “take me… to fuck me.” The last part said softer with each word.
Karyn was shocked to hear him say that, but her male libido loved it. She felt her penis twitch. A bead of pre-cum formed on the tip.
“I… OK, I’ll take you,” She paused for a moment, “I’ll uh… God Jon I don’t know what to say.”
He smiled weakly up at her.
“Me neither… I… God, I feel so weird.”
She dropped back to having her arms support her and crawled backwards, one hand pulling the sleeping bag over her shoulder. Once she was more lined up with him, she repositioned so she could get both her hands on him. She started feeling him up with one hand and let her other slowly run down his body, down to his crotch. It felt strange slipping over where his male parts were; she could still feel them as her fingers passed over, the tip of his penis sitting nearly flush with his body, the skin just below that a little loose, his scrotum pulled against him and empty. Near that she found what she was looking for—his new female parts— and slipped a couple fingers inside.
By this time Jon was moaning, his voice was still masculine, but the character of the sounds he was making were decidedly not. They weren’t the soft moans that Karyn would be making in his position; they were loud. He could feel them pushing their way out of him, he let them. One of his hands had started working the breast Karyn didn’t have a free hand for. As he felt Karyn’s fingers slip into him he gasped and moaned harder. Her thumb found his clit and started making little gentle circles on it. Between how aroused he was, the sensations from his incredibly sensitive breasts and what Karyn was doing down below, he felt a rapid build up. A warm wave in his body. Building and building. Then he felt it release and was over him. His moans became a scream as he came hard. He felt his vagina clamp down on Karyn’s fingers, his legs shook, his free hand grasped the sleeping bag as tightly as it could. For nearly a minute he felt the waves wash over him, pleasure filling his entire body.
He started coming down, and felt Karyn’s fingers come out of him, and a few seconds later he was able to speak again.
“Oh my God, Karyn… I… ” He still felt the emptiness between his legs, he still felt a longing to be filled, he was still turned on. “I…”
“Ladies always cum first!” Karyn grinned at him.
At some point, she had managed to move; she was now kneeling, her lower body between his spread legs, supporting her upper body on her arms. More time must have passed after she took her fingers out of him than he had thought.
“Uh… could you… guide me in? If… you’re ready?”
“Oh fuck, Karyn am I ever ready. Take me now.” Jon was beyond feeling awkward about what he wanted in that moment, his body was demanding that he get Karyn moving.
He reached down, and found her erection, again holding it in his hand. The feeling was amazing. The female part of him absolutely loved it. The size, and hardness. The fact that he was helping her line up to push it inside him…
She started moving, lowering herself, and moving forward. It took a little bit of moving around to get herself in the right position. Jon’s hand on her dick was doing things to her mind, combined with how much he obviously wanted her. She could feel her male urges pushing her to thrust.
At last, they found a position that was going to work. The head of Karyn’s penis was pushed against Jon’s vulva. Jon could feel himself desperately wanting her to push, he found himself wiggling his hips up and down, but all that did was rub her tip along his labia, teasing him more.
Karyn took a deep breath, “OK Jon-girlfriend. I’m going to…” She started pushing forward, slowly. The tip parted his labia, found his entrance and started to stretch him.
A low moan forced its way out of Jon, long and drawn out, as he felt himself slowly stretch to accommodate the size. Suddenly he felt a change, the head was all the way in, his outermost parts slid down to the slightly narrower area just past it.
Karyn was fighting the urge to just thrust hard and fast. The sensations were incredible, Jon was so wet, she was sliding in far more easily that she expected. She could feel herself panting, not from exertion, but just from sheer arousal.
Karny continued to slowly push in, Jon already felt like it was massive, and as more of her length went in he felt the girth grow. He knew how big it was in his hand, but it felt much bigger inside him, like she was pushing a baseball bat into him.
“OOOOH God Karyn I… it’s so big.”
She was right about the need to go slow at first. Jon could sense every little bit that went in the extra girth as he got closer to the base was just on the edge of hurting, but he loved it, the feeling that he could only just barely take her in. He was still holding her, near the base, and she had gone in far enough that his hand was touching him and he had to move it, this was a bit less than half her length inside him. He was still amazed at the contrast in how he perceived the size between his hand and vaginal opening. He let go and let his hand fall to his side, palm against the sleeping bag underneath him.
As Karyn kept slowly pushing herself inside him, he found himself gripping the cloth underneath him with both hands, moaning with every inch. He could feel another orgasm building just from the idea of how big she was and that it was all he could take. He felt his hips start to buck reflexively, changing Karyn’s angle as she moved; he could feel her inside him pushing against different parts as he moved.
“Almost there, Jon!”
Jon’s breathing was heavy, his moaning intensified. He could feel the orgasm getting closer and closer, it felt quite different than the first one. A little more of her went into him and he went over the edge. Again he felt himself almost scream as he came. He felt himself squeezing Karyn’s penis, flexing, pusling.
She bottomed out just between his first two contractions. She pushed against him and held herself tight into him as he squeezed her. She was holding herself back, every fiber of her wanted to just start thrusting in and out as hard as she could.
As Jon started coming down from this second orgasm, he felt his vagina relax; Karyn’s size was still a lot, but as he relaxed more, it felt more comfortable. Right up until he had started to cum, she was at the very limit of how big a thing he felt he could ever take; now, it was still very tight down there but he didn’t feel like she was going to split him in half anymore. The fullness was incredible, he’d never felt anything like it, especially while he was cumming. He wanted to just hold here there.
“Uhhh, God Karyn, I just… want to keep you there.” He looked down; her face was just above his breasts, and she was looking at him.
Karyn had been watching his face as he came, enjoying the look of pleasure on it, the sensation of him clamping down tight on her member. “Oh, I think you’ll like the next part… how do you feel… It didn’t hurt at all, did it?”
“Huh, almost, I…Uhhh” he moaned as Karyn moved slightly, “Mmmm, it’s a—uh—little easier now… I, uh, think I relaxed a bit…”
“Good…” She held still for a few seconds. “Ready?”
“I… yeah.”
“Oh? For what?” She grinned at him. “What do you want me to do?”
“Fuck me,” Jon asked very softly.
“What was that?”
“Fuck me,” he said again softly.
“Are you sure, you don’t sound very sure.”
“God yes, Karyn, just do me!”
“There we go!”
She started withdrawing, slowly, though not as slowly as she had gone in. She got about three quarters of her length out and started pushing back in.
Jon again found himself moaning as she moved, back and forth, in and out. Karyn started speeding up. Jon bucked his hips in time with her; soon they had a nice rhythm going. Jon found that although this felt amazing—and very satisfying—it didn’t build to an orgasm, it seemed his female parts were ones that didn’t get off purely from penetration. He was fine with this; he’d already came, twice and this still felt fantastic. It was satisfying a need he’d been feeling since the previous night, one he hadn’t quite been aware of most of the day, but now that he’d literally filled it, he felt much better.
Karyn could feel the pressure inside her, urging her to just thrust as hard and fast as she could. God, she thought, is that how it always is for guys when they’re turned on? She was going to have to talk to Jon about things later. She let herself build speed, feeling Jon’s bucking in time with her. She felt the pressure build more. Soon it was more than a pressure, it was a need to get it out of her, she couldn’t stop. She felt herself groan, she was so close. She realised her eyes were closed, she opened them and looked down at Jon, at his face, at his boobs jiggling in response to each of her thrusts. She went over, a grunt pushed out of her throat that turned into a groan as she felt the hot semen move up her penis, the muscles pushing it contract. Pulse. She was pushing herself into Jon as hard as she could, every fiber of her being urging her to be as deep as possible. Another pulse. Another, the two speeding up each time. Two more, and she was spent. She let herself drop onto her elbows and held herself inside Jon, letting him feel it as she started to soften.
She thought for a moment… should she do more? She looked down at Jon, his face told her everything she needed to know. He looked very satisfied.
“Mmmm, Karyn, I’d love to just stay like this… with you filling me… God it feels weird to… say that, and want it.. . and to be filled…”
“Yeah… it feels weird for me too… I… it’s so weird how… I just... well I’m just done when I cum…”
“Yeah… That’s how it is for me too… when I…”
“Did you… have fun?”
“OH GOD YES!” He could feel that she was softer, smaller, at this point very noticeably smaller, still enough to feel good, still enough to feel big… “Uh, did you?”
“Oh yeah! Watching you cum that first time… that… moment when I slipped in for the first time… I… it was amazing.” She felt him give her a squeeze. “Oh!”
He grinned at her.
“Hey! I'm a bit sensitive there at the moment…”
“Oh I bet you are!” He switched to a softer voice. “So much… of you down there…”
“Yeah… there is… I can’t believe it all fit… and… didn’t hurt… or like bottom out…”
“Mmmm, believe me, it only just fits… and… uh… apparently… I… uhm like that…”
“Oh? Do you?”
Jon felt his face flush. “Yeah…”
“What else do you like?”
“I… uh… don’t really know… yet… it’s a lot to take in… I… there’s so many things that are different… and just… well the obvious ones feel so weird…”
“Oh, I’ll agree with you there!”
At this point Karyn’s dick was nearly soft, and a slight movement as she shifted her weight caused it to come out of Jon.
“Awww, you came out…”
“Sorry Jon-girl! My knees are starting to hurt anyway…” She shuffled around in the sleeping bag to get past Jon’s raised knee, and the both snuggled up beside each other.
Jon got a little surprise thrill of arousal from being called “girl” again. He really didn’t get why that turned him on… and he wasn’t ready to tell Karyn that it did.
Karyn was laying on her side with one arm and one leg over Jon, who was laying on his back. He could feel her soft male equipment against his side, and even the way he was lying was a little different since he was in female mode, his legs tight against each other, his male equipment still pulled inside him and out of the way. He still felt the embers of arousal, a little bit of afterglow. It was entirely different from the experience he’d had after orgasms as a male. Karyn's warm, comforting embrace helped him to stay in the moment, to ignore the nagging feelings he had about what the stone had done to him, that this love he felt for her was fake. He pushed them down. For now he was going to let himself feel good. Enjoy what he had, as Karyn would.
“Hey, Jon-boyfriend?”
“Mmm?”
“I love you.”
“I… love you too.”
After a few minutes, they were both sleeping soundly.
