Jon didn't have a particularly good night; several times he woke from strange dreams. In one, he was a puppet, controlled by a reddish metallic golem. In another, Karyn was pushing her penis into him and it was growing and growing, stretching him out further and further, until he felt like it had reached his throat and was about to split him in half with sheer girth. He knew she had pushed his ovaries into his head, where they were taking control. A third dream showed a purely female version of him, holding the stone, shouting commands at him; he felt his body obey and could not stop himself. There were others, involving similar elements blended together. Each time, he woke, still held by Karyn, and each time, the comfort of her embrace helped him relax and return to sleep.
The next morning, Jon woke first, still being held by Karyn. During the night both of their bodies had reverted to the default “neutral” mode. That, however didn’t stop Karyn from having morning wood. It was against his hip, most of its length against him. He had his own; he could see it pitching its own little tent in the sleeping bag—at least the tip, as his boobs puddling on his chest blocked some of his view, though not as much as normal since he wasn’t wearing a bra. The sensation of Karyn’s against him, though, was producing arousal in his female parts, and he didn’t want to be in “girl mode” all day. So he tried to shuffle away from her without waking her.
It didn’t work.
“Morning, Jon-boyfriend,” she said sleepily.
“Morning… uh… could you… stop err.. poking me… I’d rather not be in… ah… girl mode all morning.”
“Oh! Sorry…” She rolled onto her back.
“It’s fine… I… it’s not like I… don’t like it… But, well… Peeing is much easier if I can do it standing.”
“Oh I wouldn’t say easier… Aiming is hard.”
“Well… yeah, but we’re camping…” The park was managed, and the area was intended for camping, but it was also tiny. The only facilities were the parking lot, a couple picnic tables, and an outhouse. They’d be doing dishes in the nearby river.
“Ah, yeah… standing is better here… uh, how do you usually deal with… morning…”
“I just wait for it to go away usually…”
“OK… but… what if you have to… pee badly?”
“Oh! Well… I don’t know if it’ll work uh everywhere… but at home I lean on the wall behind the toilet and well I get enough angle to be able to aim…”
“Ah…”
“Did you have… a problem yesterday?”
Karyn turned a bit red “Uh, yeah… I… went to the bathroom and… well I got there and realised I wouldn’t… be able to sit… and I didn’t have my phone to ask you… and I was worrying about telling you… how big it is… and…”
“And you spent enough time fretting that it wasn’t an issue?”
“Yeah.”
“Mmmm.”
“Err, speaking of… issues. Are you… still bothered by…”
“The stone making… me like you? Yeah… I… was trying not to think about it… but…”
“Well… why don’t we try what I said… undo that until midnight tonight and… see how you feel. I… it’s obvious that this isn’t going to stop bothering you. We have to face it.” Karyn was internally terrified of losing Jon, but she was doing her best not to show it. She didn’t want him to do anything because of concern for her at this point.
Jon wasn’t sure how to feel. She was right. He couldn’t avoid this problem: either he’d have to be OK with things as they are now or find out… what might be different, and Karyn’s idea was a good one. He was also afraid, afraid of what he might not want without the influence of the stone’s changes, but neither could he stand the idea that what he felt wasn’t real. He could see no easy way out. “Alright…”
“I… I’ll go grab the stone… where are the car keys?”
“Uh… I think they’re still in my pants pocket… at the end of the sleeping bag.”
“Ah, well we’ll probably have to unzip one side to find them then… I’ll get some clothes on, and pass you your bag.”
They had stashed their bags at the far end of the tent, there wouldn’t be room to get in and out if they were near their heads.
Karyn slipped out of the sleeping bag and crawled down the length of the tent. Once she got to the far end she sat, grabbed Jon’s bag and tossed it to him. She could feel the chill of the cool morning air, her nipples were hardening from the chill and she could feel her male parts pulling closer to her body. She got out a pair of grey sweatpants and started putting them on while sitting, it took some doing and she looked down at herself, between her boobs, seeing her male parts as she pulled up the pants, shrinkage as very real. Her penis had shrunk all the way down to just an inch long, and her balls were tight against her body. She pulled out a sweater, though not her usual oversized one, this one was form fitting and pulled it on too. She had chosen the outfit to look good, for Jon… and she hadn’t really brought anything that wasn’t in some way revealing, since she was expecting to be alone with Jon… now though she did wish she had a better option to cover up since she didn’t want to… feel like she was pressuring him while he sorted out his feelings.
“Hey Kare, can you toss me my bra… I threw it down there last night…”
“Oh… sure.” She found it sitting just past the end of the sleeping bag and tossed it to him. After that she set about unzipping the bag and looking for the keys.
Jon had found himself watching Karyn dress rather than putting clothes on himself. The fact that the sweatpants she wore were tight and a women’s cut meant that despite the cold she still showed a bulge and Jon was reminded that bulges on women were a thing that he liked now. It still felt very strange.
After she tossed him his bra he set about getting dressed himself. His pants didn’t fit super well, his slightly expanded hips made them a little tight, between that and not being able to stand in the tent it took some effort to get them on. As he finished getting his pants up Karyn crawled up the tent to him, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, opened the tent, and left.
Once she was out of the tent he was left alone for a few minutes. He couldn’t help but think about what was coming, the wish he planned to make, and about the last week and a half of dating Karyn. It didn’t lead him anywhere except to worry and dread. He hated the idea that his feelings for Karyn were artificial, created by the stone, but he had also very much enjoyed having this new relationship with her. He also thought a bit more productively about how to word the wish. He didn’t want to interfere with anything the stone did when it made the change Karyn’s desire caused. It didn’t seem wrong to him to let those continue, he didn’t want to end up no longer attracted to what a woman now was… if attraction counted as an emotion. It was odd what he felt OK with counting as “real”.
Karyn poked her upper body into the tent, the stone’s box in one hand, the other supporting her.
“Here…”
“Thanks. I…” There were a lot of things he wanted to say, but he didn’t have the words. So he simply took the box, and opened it.
He stared at the stone for a moment. It still terrified him. He built up his courage and touched it.
“I wish that any changes made to my emotions made when the stone self activated while I was holding it would be removed from this moment until midnight tonight.”
He pulled his finger away from the stone as fast as he could once the wish was spoken and as soon as he saw the stone flash and felt the slight feeling like time had skipped a beat that seemed to accompany mental changes he snapped the box closed.
“I’m… going to make breakfast for us Jon-boyf…” she trailed off, unsure if she should finish the new version of her nickname for him. She pulled herself out of the tent and stood before walking over to where she had tied the ropes hanging their food the night before.
Jon sat on the bench of a picnic table watching Karyn cook the eggs and bacon she had pulled out of the cooler over a portable gas stove they had brought.
He felt strange. Karyn cutting herself off and not calling him “Jon-boyfriend” had… hurt, but the stone’s changes were gone. He also found himself looking at her admiringly, something he didn’t used to do before…
He tried to figure out how he felt. How was it different? What had changed when he made the wish?
Karyn had looked after not only cooking breakfast, but cleaned it up as well. She wanted to give Jon space to work things out. She desperately hoped that they’d still be a couple after he did, but she couldn’t bring herself to try to influence him.
They spent much of the morning reading, sitting near the river, or at least she did. Jon looked like he was mostly brooding.
She couldn’t help but notice her new equipment when she moved, it felt very different in the sweatpants than in her normal ones, especially since she wasn’t wearing underwear. As the day warmed she felt things shift a bit. She mostly tried to ignore it, but just having it still felt strange and new, so she was constantly aware of it. She now understood why Jon was so weird about his boobs at first.
After sitting and thinking for a while Jon decided a walk might help him sort out his feelings. As he walked he couldn’t help but again notice the little bit of extra sway in his step caused by the changes to his bone structure. The fit of his pants didn’t help either, it reminded him that he had noticeably wider hips than most guys, as wide as some girls. It reminded him of the previous evening, setting things up while in female mode, the way being in female mode made him walk with extra sway in his hips, beyond even what just his new body shape forced him to do. He had tried to suppress it, but it took constantly thinking about how he was walking and if he was doing anything at the same time he couldn’t do it.
He had noticed Karyn checking out his butt while they were setting up the camp, and watching him walk… the fact that she obviously liked the change made it a little easier to deal with… but he still felt like he was being ‘girlified’ to some extent, and it bothered him.
All of these things added to his already confused mental state. He didn’t get very far before he decided that sitting by the river would probably be a better head clearer than a walk, and he turned around.
Towards noon it became overcast, and a slight drizzle started to fall. They headed back into the tent.
Jon was still turning things over in his mind. He had still spent a week teaching himself to let himself notice Karyn’s looks. That had still happened. Undoing a buried crush wasn’t going to undo that. He was still very much attracted to Karyn. The stone hadn’t changed his preferences… or at least his desire hadn’t. So she was his type, that had always been true… especially with the wish-enhanced boobs. Then there was the new part, Karyn’s sweatpants did a very good job of showing her bulge, and Jon’s new preferences meant he couldn’t help but notice that too. It wasn’t massive, at least not while she wasn’t hard, in fact as far as Jon could tell from the outline there wasn’t any more there than there was in his pants. However, that part of him that was new since Thursday very much liked the way it looked.
The last one was how he felt about her. He’d started to question just what had the stone changed? Was there much difference between a crush buried so deep he didn’t know about it and one that didn’t exist? Had anything from before Karyn asked him her questions under wish enforced truthfulness changed at all?
It had been just that, a crush, at least it was…
Now… well the last week and a half had still happened to him. He’d still experienced them, and what he remembered as a crush growing into more… was it any different if he’d started from just seeing her as a friend?
He still wanted to be with her. He finally had been able to really convince himself of that. He realised he’d spent the time they’d been dating actually falling in love with her. Removing the changes the stone made didn’t remove that, it had happened afterwards.
Would he have given her a chance without the stone changing him? He didn’t know. He’d like to think so… but he knew how it turns out. A week and a half ago even with a crush he wasn’t sure it was a good idea.
Did that make his feelings less valid? Did it matter? Existential dread wasn’t something he enjoyed. The stone caused a lot of it.
He had the closest thing to an answer as he was going to get. He wasn’t going to remove his memory and get Karyn to ask him again, that would be even worse. The feelings that actually mattered were as real as it was possible for them to be without the stone never having done anything.
He’d been looping through variations on these for over an hour. It was time to actually talk to Karyn.
Since the drizzle had started they had been sitting cross legged facing each other in the tent on top of the sleeping bag. Karyn towards the foot end, Jon with his back to the door.
“Hey… uh Karyn…”
Her head shot up out of her book. She looked worried for a moment, then obviously did her best to hide it.
“Y… yeah?”
“I… I love you.”
He saw her face burst into a wide smile of joy. Then she was on him like a shot, with a hug.
“Really?” Obviously Jon wouldn’t lie… but she still couldn’t quite believe it. She thought the best she could hope for today was ‘let’s keep trying this’.
He looked at her, surprised, “Yes, of course really. I… well, the stone gave me a crush… the last week and half made me… fall in love, that hasn’t changed.”
Karyn held Jon tightly, reluctant to let him go, part of her was afraid if she did his feelings might evaporate. She had spent the morning terrified of losing him, potentially even as a friend.
“Uh… there was one more thing though…” Jon said.
Karyn froze.
“I… want to make the undoing changes to my feelings permanent. I want to know that everything I feel is… real… Uh… sorry for scaring you.”
Karyn had already relaxed again, “It’s OK… I don’t see any reason not to wish for that at this point… Hmmm…”
“What?”
“Well, it’s just that… what you said the stone was giving you… was a lasting relationship… so presumably the stone… ‘thinks’ that we’ll stay together…”
“Uh yeah…”
“Well we should probably talk about… long term stuff… make sure we’re compatible… since, well, we already know pretty much everything else about each other, there aren’t… many other things that could be a problem.”
“I… guess you’re right…” Then another thought occurred to Jon… He made a face.
“What’s the matter?”
“Oh… I just had another thought… what if… the stone planned this whole thing? From me wanting a girlfriend to… now. This was all part of it’s plan to get us together?”
Karyn also didn’t really care for the idea, and also made a face like she’d eaten something bitter. “We could wish…”
“I… don’t think I want to know that one…”
“Oh thank God, me neither.”
“So… long term stuff you said?”
“Yeah… like do you want kids someday?”
“Ah yeah… I suppose… that matters.” Then another thought. “OH! Crap, last night! Could I….”
“Naw… remember the wish? The way I worded it we’re covered uh… both ways. So… Kids someday?”
“I… I’m not sure… but I guess yeah… two I think. Er.. You?”
“Uhm at least two… I think three ideally…” She paused for a moment. “You know… with the change we can choose who… um… carries them…” Karyn couldn’t help but start to picture a pregnant Jon… would his boobs get even bigger… The idea of him carrying her baby… she put that thought away, to be examined later.
“I… Yeeesss?”
“Well… if we do have two… or more… do you think you’d…”
“I really don’t know the answer to that yet…” Jon found it hard to connect himself with the idea of pregnancy… carrying a child…
“OH! That reminds me… I uh, brought something just in case you needed it… “ She grabbed her bag from behind her and pulled out the box of tampons. “I… well you don’t know when you’ll need them… You can have these… er probably want to keep one in your pocket until you know… and uh… you’ll want to keep track…”
Jon wasn’t sure how to react… part of him was very, very uncomfortable with the idea of needing such a thing… but he also couldn’t deny that at some point he would. He very much wanted to put off thinking about it for as long as he possibly could.
“Uh… thanks… I… can we uhm talk about the details… when they come up? I… am not ready for that… and I’m pretty sure I don’t… need them right now… could you put them in my bag since you’re closer?”
“Oh! Sure… Do make sure you carry one though… and the instructions I guess… You don’t want to… not be able to get one when you need it.”
“I… will… at least once we start heading home…”
Jon’s head was swimming… he was going to have to do a lot of thinking… and coming to terms with aspects of his new biology.
“Uh… sorry for springing that… stuff on you…”
“It’s… OK. I’m going to have to deal with it… I should probably be thinking about that stuff…”
“Yeah… well I guess it’s… an afternoon of heavy conversation for us…”
“Yeah…”
“Err… on that… do… you uhm see… Well, that is, do you eventually want to get married?”
“I… yeah… why didn’t you ask that before the kids stuff?”
“I… dunno…”
“What about you?”
“Err… very much yes… at some point.”
“What about… names? I’m… OK with… well you doing whatever…”
“Oh, if we get hitched I’m Mrs. Gibson! For sure. I don’t really like my last name being a colour.”
“Wait really?” \
“Uh huh, I don’t really know why, but it’s bugged me since kindergarten. I think five year old me was just annoyed that the crayon stole my name… or something like that. But for some reason, whatever it was initially, it never stopped bugging me.”
“How did I not… already know that?”
“I… don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it to anyone actually…”
They fell silent for a little while both thinking about some of the things that had come up.
Jon was thinking about those tampons, pregnancy, the fact that he had a cycle… Intellectually he had known these things since Thursday morning, a little over 2 days ago, but this conversation had confronted him with the reality of those facts. This change had far more to get used to, to adapt to, than just having boobs had. Thinking about it had made him even more aware of the female parts of his body than he was. He was still very aware of them since they were so new, even normal movements of them refused to fade into the background awareness of his body and they stuck at the forefront of his experience. He turned the idea of one day bearing a child over in his mind, still unable to really confront the reality that he actually could. Never previously in his life had he thought about doing that. It was simply not on his radar as a boy.
Karyn couldn’t help but come back to the image of pregnant Jon, then the idea of Jon post-pregnancy, boobs bigger due to hormones, full of milk… all her doing. She had to stop herself, it was turning her on and she wanted to let Jon just think, she didn’t want to risk a distracting mode switch. So she pushed her mind on. She imagined introducing herself as “Karyn Gibson” or “Mrs. Gibson”, Jon with a gold band on his finger, a shared bedroom, with things from both of their rooms in it. Waking up next to him every day… sharing a bed every night.
“Hey, um Jon-boyfriend. There’s one long term thing we haven’t really talked about…”
“Oh?”
“Sex stuff…”
“Uhm… what do you mean… we…”
“Well… like how often…”
“Ah… If you’d asked me last week… I’d have said once or twice a week… but uhm…”
“Err, right…”
“So… uh… how often do you want…”
“Well I… guess pre-change… twice a week sounds good… Now… I’m assuming because of the whole ‘taking couples’ into account my… new parts… can at least keep up with yours… I mean I’m assuming… your uh female half is… a bit more demanding since you said uhm how easily uh… revved up that part of you is…”
“I… I’m not sure… about anything to do with that to be honest… But I guess you’re right about being compatible in that way. We… almost certainly are…”
“Yeah…” The topic was getting to Jon, he felt his female half starting to react, and a little from his male half too.
“Uh… there’s also… what do you like in bed? I… mean… we sort of stumbled on something your… girl half likes last night… well more than one thing.”
Jon turned a bit red… “I… yeah… I’m… still not really sure I’m… prepared to think to hard about what turns that part of me on…”
“Well then what about the other half? I’m sure you know a lot more about that half… what sort of stuff do you… look at?”
“You mean… porn?”
“Yeah.”
“Not much really… if you mean like videos and stuff on the internet… I… looked a couple times and… well it always had something weird in it that put me off…”
“Oh? So what do you do… to get off alone?”
“I mean sometimes… I just look at naked pictures of girls… but mostly I… fantasize…”
“Ooo, about what?”
Jon’s face continued to redden. “Err well… I had a made up girl I always… imagined… and…” Jon had a moment of realization, “I… oh… It just occurred to me that she… looks a lot like you… especially after the wish… It never occurred to me before… since well before you made that wish by accident I… didn’t know you had such a figure… but…. Well…”
It was Karyn’s turn to blush. Jon was basically saying she was his dream girl and he didn’t even notice because she hid her figure.
“Ah… Did… she have red hair?”
Jon looked down, feeling a little sheepish. “Yeah… long… like yours is now… Uh… though uhm I actually really like your new blonde streak…”
“Huh… and somehow the stone had to give you a crush on me!” She was smiling, but also turning bright red.
Jon laughed. “So… what about you…”
“Well, you didn’t actually finish answering… but I can go first I guess. I… uh don’t really watch… things either, they aren’t exactly targeted at women. I… fantasize too… uhm well sometimes it was about you...” She had looked down, in embarrassment while she admitted that.
Jon was surprised, and he felt a lot of things at the idea that she was that attracted to him. He didn’t think of himself as very good looking. Average was what he was in his own mind, the idea that Karyn masturbated to him, well he felt a surge of arousal, in both directions.
“Really me? You… thought about me?”
“Yeah… I’ve liked you for a while… I uhm… sort of tried to ignore it mostly because I was afraid of… losing our friendship… but well… it was the uhm easiest way to get myself going… I guess I should have taken the hint, but yeah… you’re… my type.”
“Uh… did I live up to your fantasies?”
“OH it was much better! Different but, the real thing was way more fun… and only a little bit of that was that you had boobs for our first time!”
“Different how?”
“Uh… well I like… being a bit dominant… not like whips or anything… just uhm in control…”
Jon wasn’t sure how he felt about that… he’d always pictured himself in control… but he didn’t really find it arousing, it just felt like being a guy that was the default, expected.
“So, what does that mean?”
“Uhm… well last night… making you… ask me to keep going… that kind of thing… being on top… I… well your boobs really sort of fed into it… it’s another way I can do things to you… I… don’t know how to explain myself…”
“You don’t have to explain all at once… the important thing is… I… think I’m OK with that…”
“Female Jon last night seemed more than OK…”
Jon turned redder. “Uh… yeah… I think that might… be a female only thing… it’s uhm never occurred to me before anyway…”
“Well we could experiment tonight… see if male mode Jon is… onboard. I.. if not that… wouldn’t be too bad, I… like things the other way around too… like what we did our first time was lots of fun...”
“I… suppose we could… experiment… I’d kinda like to uhm be in male mode again… I haven’t been since I’ve had two possibilities… Even if… I’m not all that into you being in control I… think I could at least indulge you. I… well I really liked uh… fingering you when we had sex before your boob wish ran out.”
“Well it’ll be fun to find out! So, what about you? You have your fantasy girl… what do you do with her?”
“Uhm… well just you know, make out, sex… nothing more complicated…”
“Huh. I kinda expected you might be into something wild.”
“What? Why? Like what?”
“I dunno… Just seemed like you might be… something like fantasies about green skinned alien space babes with three boobs. Or… I dunno some crazy thing I’d never think of. You like such wild stuff in non-sexaul fiction… I figured maybe…”
“Ah… uhm not as far as I know… but… I’ve never… uh branched out in my… fantasies either…”
“Hmmmm… well…” Karyn leaned forward and did her best to look seductive, “we can experiment a bit tonight! See if you like… me taking control… maybe other things if we can think of anything interesting…”
“Uhm… sure…”
“Or… well we don’t really have to wait…”
“I… someone might come and start setting up a tent… or just go for a walk and hear us…”
“Doesn’t seem very likely, especially with the weather”
While they had been talking it had gone from a drizzle to light rain, not enough to be any concern to their camping, but probably more than enough to keep people from taking any kind of day trip.
Jon sighed. “Uh… there is… another thing… I…” He trailed off.
“Go on, whatever it is I’m not judging. Well not much. I might giggle. I can’t imagine you saying something that will make me love you less though. So don’t worry about whatever it is.”
Jon sighed again. “Well… I… it’s just how big your…”
“Oh… that. You’re… worried about yours?”
“Yeah…”
“I… well to start with… I do not want anything nearly as big as mine inside me… I don’t know how you… uh… took it… but I don’t think I could, I mean it, I really don’t think it’d fit.”
Jon turned a bit red again, and felt a little surge of female arousal. “I… uhm… just…”
Karyn giggled a bit at his reaction. “You don’t have to explain… I get that… your uh female half is into that… but mine isn’t. You’re equipped with plenty of size for me. Seriously it felt huge to me last week… I can’t even imagine getting something as big as my… dick” it still felt strange to say that, “inside me. I… actually… you’re uh bigger than my… dildo…”
“You have a dildo?” Jon was surprised, he didn’t think Karyn would own such a thing, he didn’t think of her as… sexual enough to own… toys.
“Yeah... a girl's got... needs. I bet you'll be wanting one soon enough... especially given how horny a girl you are."
Jon felt another thrill of female arousal pass through him, partially from the idea… and he couldn’t fully deny, partially from being called a girl by Karyn. "Hey, not actually a girl."
"Yeah, yeah, you know what I mean. I'm serious though, that... empty feeling when you get super turned on..."
"Yeah..." Jon did know that feeling, very well, he’d kept going playing with himself on Thursday night trying to feel done and never quite gotten there. After the previous night, he was very aware of what he’d been missing.
Karyn continued, “I... well a lot of the time I... just don't feel... satisfied without filling…”
“Er... yeah, I... know what you mean... I... uh tried things out Thursday night... and... never quite felt done the way I did... last night.”
"See!” Karyn paused for a moment, her face became thoughtful then transitioned to a mischievous grin, “Hmmm” her smile got wider.
“What?”
“We should go shopping somewhere on Monday while we’re on our way back, if anything is open.”
“What... for?” Jon thought he knew… but very much hoped he was wrong.
“Well you are going to need something to fill you up when I'm not around!”
“I… am so very not prepared to even consider that…”
“Aww, it’d be fun! We could get a couple sizes… and you could compare! I could… compare too… cross reference our notes! Do SCIENCE!”
“Uh… huh.”
“C’mon Jon-boyfriend, man up and try the girl stuff!”
“I didn’t say no… but I’m… still a bit weirded out by the whole experience of having a female sexuality. Aren’t you weirded out by your male… urges?”
“Oh yeah, totally. But! We had fun last night! It was weird as hell, but also awesome!”
“I… mean yeah… it felt good… but…”
“Ok, we can explore girl-Jon’s preferences later… I… guess I get it. It’s probably hard for guys…”
“I… what do you mean?”
“Well… it’s… guys get told all their life that anything ‘girly’ is… well not bad… but not for them… and now this change happens… and… well every guy in the world now has female parts… and urges…”
“I… guess…” Jon could sense that this train of thought wasn’t going in a positive direction for Karyn, but he wasn’t sure what to do. She still obviously felt guilty for causing the change. He could tell from her tone, that when she said “this change” she was leaving unsaid that it was her doing.
“And I can tell… it’s bothering you… and probably most guys… and lots of women… and… it’s my fault.” She buried her face in her hands.
Jon crawled over to her, and got behind her, putting his legs to either side of her and his arms around her. He didn’t know what else he could do other than offer comfort. He didn’t blame her, nor did he think it was her fault, but what could he say?
They sat like that for several minutes.
“I’m… OK… thanks Jon.” She shuffled backwards a bit to snuggle closer to Jon.
“I… you know I don’t think it’s your fault… like, yeah you wanted… boobs on guys, but… the stone didn’t have to do… the other part. That had nothing to do with you… it could have just given every guy boobs. Even that isn’t actually your fault. You had no way of knowing just holding the stone would do anything at all.”
“Uh… thanks… that helps a bit… especially… you're not blaming me, but… I’d… rather just forget about it for now.”
“Sure” He started to move.
“Don’t… go though… I… just want to stay like this for a bit.”
Karyn felt Jon pull her back close to his chest and rest his chin or her left shoulder. She could feel his boobs pushing into her back… it was a nice feeling. She felt comfortable. They stayed like that for a while. She let her mind wander. She avoided thinking about her guilt, Jon’s embrace felt like a shield against the self blame.
After a while the closeness started to affect them both, Jon felt a little bit of arousal, this time in both his parts. He soon felt himself poking Karyn in the butt.
Jon’s erection pushing against her got her going in turn. She too felt in both sets, though Jon’s erection against her back pushed a little harder on her female side warmth filled her. She could also feel her partially erect penis pushing against the fabric at the front of her pants. It felt very strange to her, she had hardly any time feeling what it was like to have an erection while clothed. She could feel it strain against her pants, trying to straighten itself out as blood flowed to both her sexual organs. She did glance down, but couldn’t see much past her boobs without moving. She wasn’t sure how obvious what was going on down there would be to Jon were he to look. She was actually starting to feel a little pent up on her female side, having gotten turned on that way several times over the last three days and always had her body go the other way.
Karyn reached up and caressed Jon’s cheek, “Feels like someone is enjoying the hug.”
“Err… a bit…”
“Me too… wanna… do more than hug? I… I’m feeling better… for now at least… though a bit of distraction would be nice…”
“I… sure.”
Karyn gently grabbed his wrists and moved his hands up to her chest.
“Here… you’re getting very good at boob touching Jon-boyfriend, make me feel better.”
Jon started gently playing with her boobs through her shirt, kneading them gently together with his palms on the sides, a finger on each making circles near her nipples. The soft inside of the shirt rubbed her. After a few seconds she moaned softly.
“That’s nice, keep going.” Part of her wanted to call him a girl again, his reaction of arousal and dissonance was fun, but she didn’t want to push him into female mode, and indications were that that would turn that part of him on more. She felt him start to kiss her neck, and then up to her cheek. She turned her head so she could kiss him back. Their lips locked, their tongues probed each other’s mouths. Jon’s hands continued to work on her chest.
For Karyn this pushed the right buttons on both of her libidos, she could still feel Jon’s hard dick against her tailbone, which pushed her just a little more towards female arousal. She could feel her own penis harden further, straining more and more against the fabric of her pants, the warmth and slight wetness of her original parts as they too revved up. She felt something shift, her penis had fully hardened and the tip slipped, now it strained against being held close to her body, the tip caught in the waistband, the full length of the underside pushed against stretched fabric. The waistband held it from reaching as high along her body as it’s length would put it, so it pointed off to her right. The sideways bend felt slightly uncomfortable, but she was caught up in the moment and ignored it, all of this felt strange, but also good.
Jon’s right hand started drifting lower, down her front. He was at a tipping point, both of his libido’s as engaged as they could be before one would take over. Both sides of him were enjoying feeling up Karyn equally. His male libido keeping pace with his female one at last, neglecting it for a few days had built it up. His hand reached the waistband of Karyn’s sweatpants. He slipped it down, intending on reaching her vagina and slipping a finger inside, but first it found something else.
His fingers hit her rock hard dick, he grasped it to move it out of his way. He felt it in his hands, the slight softness of the layer of skin over the incredible hardness underneath. The female part of him knew what this was, what it felt like inside him, and it reacted. There was a rush of warmth, and wetness between his legs. His erection softened. His body was switching to female mode again. He moaned, a feminine moan, partially in frustration, partially from sheer arousal. It arrived, he could feel it, all the little things that made him feel undeniably female, the sensation of emptiness, a need to be filled.
The burst of pheremones released from his body rapidly airborne, found their way to receptors in Karyn’s nose, her body responded, she felt all her female arousal drain away and it seemed the sensations from her penis intensified. She felt all the other little urges of her maleness surge. A groan forced itself out of her as she switched.
“OH! Jon, I’m sorry…”
He panted slightly, “It’s… not your fault…” He was still very turned on, a small wet patch had started forming on his pants.
Karyn lifted herself and turned so she ended up on her knees facing him, hunched over to avoid hitting her head on the tent, still very close to Jon.
“I… do you want to stop?”
Jon thought for a moment. “I… no…” He thought for a moment more. “Fuck it. Let’s try everything you want. Be as… in control as you want. Call me a girl. Whatever, I want to know what I like! It’s just us. I’m still me.”
“You sure about that?”
“Not really, tomorrow me might feel… different, but right now… I… last night you calling me a girl… felt… hot… amazing… ”
“Alright…” She took a deep breath, and slowly let it out. “OK Jon-girl. Are you going to be a good girl for me?”
Every time she called him a girl he felt a little thrill.
“Yes.”
“Good. Now… tell me how would you like to make me feel good right now? If you’re good enough, you’ll get a reward.”
Jon felt his eyes go to her crotch, he could see her erection, the tip still trapped by the waistband of her sweatpants, still pointing to the right. Holding the waistband away from her body. Thoughts of what he could do to pleasure her filled his head, thoughts of taking it in his mouth, or hands, playing with her boobs again. He still didn’t think he could handle using his mouth on her new parts yet… the male half of him still felt deeply uncomfortable with that idea, but his female libido was very into the idea. He decided to compromise and use his hands.
He pushed her gently over.
“Just relax… I’ll…” he trailed off.
He pulled at her waistband, her dick sprang free, standing proud. He gently started running his fingers up and down it’s length, just the tips of them. He could feel his body reacting, his arousal building. A bead of precum was forming on the tip, he could feel his female urges, part of him wanted to just… lick it. He suppressed the urge, though if Karyn told him to… he didn’t think he’d be able to resist much. Now that his face was closer to her dick he got a much better sense of just how big it was. It was huge. He let his fingers start spreading the bead of pre-cum around, it was followed by more. He wrapped his hand around it and started slowly stroking. It felt so big in his hand, and very very good. It was a bit like playing with her boobs… but also totally different. He was overwhelmed by the strangeness of how it felt to enjoy doing these things. Karyn’s hips started moving in time with his strokes. She moaned softly, a strange sound, her feminine voice somehow making a sound that read as masculine. He couldn’t put a finger on what made the moan sound… manly, but it did, and the female part of him loved it.
Karyn could tell she was getting closer than she’d like to coming, and she wasn’t done with Jon. “Ah… Good Girl! That’s enough for now… we don’t want to end things too soon. It’s time for your reward. Good Jon-girls get to cum.”
Karyn shifted as Jon let go of her, he missed the feeling of her dick in his hands, and immediately felt weird about that fact. Still every time she called him a girl he got a little thrill, no just of arousal, but… just a pleasant feeling. He could tell this was his new female half that was feeling this… how different were his reactions in female mode?
“Now come here, Jon-girl, I’m going to make you cum.” Karyn was sitting with her legs apart, dick still sticking out above the waistband of her pants. “Like I was before… sit.”
Jon moved to do as he was told.
“There’s a good Jon-girl.”
He felt her penis against his back, even though he knew how big it was, he still couldn’t quite believe how far up his back he could feel it. He felt more wetness between his legs, more emptiness. He wanted her to just fuck him, fill him up, but he was playing her game…
She started playing with his boobs through the T-shirt he wore, much the way he had done to her, eliciting moans from him, she slowly ramped up how much she was playing with his nipples, and the aggression of her squeezing. Jon’s moans grew louder and more feminie in character, though not tone.
Soon her right hand started slowly sliding along Jon’s body, down his front, towards his pants.
Her hand slipped in and slid down his front. Two of her fingers slipped inside him, easily, he was very ready.
She ground her palm into his clit, forcing the most intense moan yet out of him.
“Are you my good girlfriend?” She whispered into his ear. “Hmmm? Good girlfriends get more good feelings.”
“MmmmOh fuck, yes…”
“Glad to hear it Jon-girl!”
She started moving her fingers, flexing, pushing in and out, searching for the right spot, all the while keeping her hand moving, a little rubbing on his clit. Soon she felt him react. She had found the spot she was looking for.
She rubbed, her left hand working his boobs, at some point she had pulled his shirt up for better access, her right hand working his clit and g-spot. Jon moaned. He felt the orgasm build, a warmth in his core, a tension. It built further and further he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
Karyn whispered into his ear, “Cum for me.” and he immediately went over the edge, he felt his vagina clamp down on her fingers, his legs shook and his moan nearly became a scream. Waves of pleasure radiated out from his core. Soon he felt himself starting to come down from his orgasm, but Karyn didn’t stop playing with him. She continued feeling up his boobs, rubbing his clit and working her fingers inside him.
“You’re not done yet, girls go more than once.” Karyn whispered in his ear.
Even as he felt his next orgasm start to build, the empty sensation in his vagina got stronger, his desire for it to be filled grew too. It didn’t take long for him to cum again, this time as he came down he started to move away from Karyn.
“Wait, Jon-girl… where are you going? Want something else?” She removed her hand from his pants, switching to gently feeling his boobs up with both hands.
Jon was still panting with the exertion of having just orgasmed as he spoke “I…”, being called a girl still felt… weirdly good to him… he was enjoying letting Karyn take control.
“Come on, spit it out.”
“I.. want you… inside me…”
“OH? What part of me do you want inside you? Hmm?”
“Your…” his voice became soft, almost a whisper, but breathy with his arousal, “cock.” Saying this gave him the same thrill as Karyn calling him a girl, it pushed his desire to be filled into a need.
“What does that make you?”
Even softer he spoke again “A girl.”
“That’s right…” She pulled one leg close and pushed herself around Jon, and pushed him down onto his back. “Good girls that know what they want sometimes get it! Now get those pants off!”
Jon started pulling his pants down, and he took his underwear with thim. It was slightly awkward in the confined space of the tent as Karyn was doing the same. He desperately wanted them off, and Karyn inside him, to fill him up and take away the empty feeling.
As Jon managed to kick off his pants Karyn gently but firmly grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down onto his back. Once he was down she held him pinned, swung her leg over him, resting on her knees above him. Her pants were off too, but she was still wearing her shirt. Jon couldn’t help looking down at her dick, it was standing proud, sticking almost straight out in front of her. It still looked massive, and to Jon’s new preferences it was stunning, it was becoming obvious to him that his female half would rather look at Karyn’s penis than her boobs. He liked her boobs just as much as normal, but his new interest in dicks was stronger, and to his taste, Karyn had a very nice dick.
“Now Jon-girl, are you ready for me to fuck you. To use you. ”
His eyes were stuck on her cock, much the way her’s had been stuck on his boobs when he first had them, they followed as it moved and swayed. He felt more arousal, a little helpless while pinned, and the way Karyn phrased it… he was enjoying it all, and it felt exceptionally strange.
He spoke softly, not ready to fully accept that he liked this, “Yes.”
“Good girl, now spread, ‘em”
Jon started spreading his legs, and felt Karyn’s weight push harder into his shoulders as she lifted one leg then the other, putting her knees back down between his legs. She leaned forward, and slid her knees down to get into the right position.
“Now, take hold and guide me in.”
Jon reached down, only just able to get hold with half of Karyn’s weight keeping his shoulders down. The tip of her penis was already touching him, just not in the right spot. He couldn’t grip it the way he had the previous night, just use the tips of his fingers, slide the tip around against his body until it pushed against his vaginal opening, just slightly spreading him, not quite starting to enter.
Karyn slowly began to push into him, not as slowly as the previous night, but not too fast. He felt the tip slip past his entrance, the slow stretching as her length went in and the thicker parts got closer. It was easier this time, he knew it would fit. He was less nervous, and less tense. It still felt absolutely enormous, on the edge of uncomfortably big. A moan forced its way out of him as she pushed in. As his moan ended she bottomed out, his need to be filled finally satisfied. He couldn’t move now, she had him thoroughly trapped beneath her, and again this realisation felt good, he liked that feeling, at least his female half did.
Karyn felt incredible, she had Jon like putty in her hand’s trapped, all hers. She let herself start thrusting, feeling the pressure inside her build, egged on by Jon’s moans, each time she thrust in he moaned in pleasure. As the pressure built and she felt herself getting close, she found herself grunting each time she bottomed out. Closer and closer, a building need to get the pressure released, to push out all the built up need, to fill Jon.
“I’m gonna cum” She moaned as she spoke.
It was enough to push Jon over the edge again, and she felt him clamp down as she pushed in, and her own orgasm began, her body instinctively thrusting into Jon as hard as she could. Pushing herself against him. The clench of muscles as her body pushed out her load. A surprisingly masculine sounding half grunt half groan pushed its way out of her throat. A second clench as she shot again. A pulse of pressure inside her dick, as it briefly got even harder. A third. A fourth.
She relaxed, spent. Still holding Jon down, still inside him. They stayed like that for a few minutes, Karyn enjoying the sensation of control over Jon, Jon enjoying the feeling of her slowly softening inside him as he came down from his own orgasm and arousal.
They were laying side by side, relaxing and recovering their breath.
Jon felt strange, not just because of all the things he was realising about what got his female side going, but also as his arousal faded he could feel something else, a little distant. It took a while to figure out what it was. He realised his male half was starting to feel pent up, and now it was enough that he could feel it just a little even in female mode.
Karyn too felt strange, in much the same way. She didn’t need to come down so much, once she was done with the afterglow of her orgasm she was no longer aroused. A big difference in her experience between male and female orgasm. She too took some time to figure out what she was feeling, but like Jon she was feeling pent up in her neglected half.
For a while they both lay there, trying to find the right words to say, nothing coming to either of them.
“Hey, Jon-boyfriend… we should probably start dinner.”
“Oh yeah… good plan…”
They chatted as they got dinner ready, hot dogs from the cooler. Eventually they sat down at the picnic table nearby and started eating. They were still both stuck in the same mode as far as their sex was concerned. So Jon’s crotch was flat and Karyn, back in her sweatpants, sported an obvious bulge.
“Uh.. Kare, I… think we need to figure out how to get… that is get things going so we can do it the… other way.”
“Oh, yeah… I… you’re feeling pent up too?”
“Very much… it’s well I can feel it now… and it was getting worse…”
“Yeah…”
They both fell silent, thinking, for a few minutes as they ate. The back of Jon’s mind had thoughts about eating hot dogs, unbidden, about its shape. He pushed those down, he didn’t want female arousal at the moment.
“Hmm. Maybe if… we focused on getting you to… mode switch to female, rather than trying to get me to switch to male?” Jon suggested.
“I… guess that might work…” She paused. “Uhm… did you… like the way we did things today?”
“I… yeah. It was… good. I… don’t know if I’ll like it as much, uhm, in male mode… I, well as I am… I… really liked it when you called me a girl… I don’t… I don’t know why… and the more you took control… and… once you had me pinned and were…” he paused for a moment, feeling his face flush and warmth in his loins, “filling me… I… God, it was incredible. Nothing like that ever occurred to me before… the change. I… always liked the idea of getting a girl off, making her feel good, and… well when I am the girl… it’s different.”
“Yeah… you did make me feel very good when we had sex pre-change… Seriously, you’re good. As we are now… it is a lot of fun seeing you react to being called a girl… it’s pretty obvious it turned you on.” She grinned at him, “Your body language in female mode isn’t subtle. Especially when you walk… you wiggle your hips like you’re keeping a hula hoop up…. It’s uhm fun to watch… I think I’m starting to understand what men like a lot more…”
Jon turned bright red. “I… do? Really?” He felt self conscious about the fact that his hips had widened more than normal for a guy in the change, and learning that he walked like a girl when his female half was turned on made him even more so.
“Oh yeah… you had a nice butt pre-change… it got even nicer.”
“I… it did? I… thought it got girlier… my hips…”
“Look fantastic on you. I like them the way they are… I… may not have thought so if what I like didn’t change a bit too… but… it did. You don’t look like a girl, despite the huge boobs… and your hips, you look decidedly like a guy. My guy. Let’s… talk about something else… I… it feels weird… my uh female parts feel like they want to respond… but can’t because I’m… in male mode and it’s… uncomfortable.”
Jon knew exactly what she meant, as she had talked about how he still looked like a guy he had felt the same kind of thing, but the other way, his male parts were still pulled up inside him, just the tip of his penis poking out so he could still pee, but it was out of the way and mostly desensitized. He could feel it wanting to respond, that he was horny as a male, but it was weird, distant, and slightly uncomfortable.
They chatted as they finished eating and cleaned up together and on into the evening, eventually it got cold and they headed for the tent. They undressed, much less awkward about it this time, and snuggled up to each other.
“OH! Kare, I never wished to continue to… get rid of the stone’s changes to my emotions.”
“Where’d you leave the stone?”
“It should be in its box around here…” It only took him a moment to find it. He slid his body up and sat up, his upper body out of the sleeping bag. He held the box, opened the lid and apprehensively touched it. “I wish that any changes made to my emotions made when the stone self activated while I was holding it would be removed from now on.” He pulled his hand away as soon as he finished speaking, the stone flashed as he snapped the lid shut.
“Feel better now Jon-boyfriend? No more worries about its influence?”
“As good as I can… I’d rather not dwell on it. I’ll get all mopey again.”
“Well C’mere.”
Jon slid himself down a bit. Karyn ended up resting her head on his left breast, his shoulders on the pillow he had had his head on.
“Oooo, comfy! Boobs are the best!”
Jon laughed.
“What? They are! You’ll have to try mine tomorrow night!”
There was a bit of a chill in the air and soon Jon started feeling cold. “Maybe best to save using boobs for pillows when it’s a bit warmer. I’m freezing.”
“Aww… I can tell though, your nipple is doing it’s best to poke me.”
Jon shimmed himself back down into the shared sleeping bag, head resting beside Karyn’s looking into her face. She moved in and kissed him.
“This is nice. Just being close like this… love you Jon-boyfriend. Or girlfriend, whichever you please at the moment!”
“Love you too, so much. I… I’m glad the stone showed me what was right in front of me.”
Karyn grinned.
They both closed their eyes, pulled closer together, and soon drifted off to sleep.
