They were an odd sight, 8-year-old girl with an enormous penis and sack and 12-year-old brown-haired boy with a blond, furry muff that seemed to belong on a much older woman, trailing behind a beautiful woman with male genitals the size of a little boy's and a large man with a tiny, hairless vagina. Benny went into his bedroom led by his mom, and Jenny went to her bedroom with her dad, to have some time with the new owners of their parts.
Benny sat down on his bed and stared at his mom, really realizing for the first time what had happened. He held back his tears, just staring, until his mom sat down next to him and pulled him into a tight hug, crying herself. She pulled him into her lap, and they cried in each other's arms... until Benny felt something poking him, and an almost electric tingle of pleasure. He scrambled off of his mom's lap and looked at her... it was hers now, he reminded himself... new penis, which was hard and as big as it would get.
"Oh, I'm sorry, honey! It's alright!" She tried to push it back down, but he knew from experience it wouldn't go, and after a moment she gave up. "That was unexpected. I guess I need to learn just as much as you do, don't I?" Smiling at him, she glanced down at his lap and back to his face, determinedly watching his eyes rather than anything else. "I know you must have a lot of questions about your.. new vagina... do you think you can ask them?"
Benny shook his head, blushing furiously. He didn't feel much like talking. "I have a question for you, then. Sorry, honey, but this is something I need answered. Have you ever had sex? How often do you masturbate?" Stunned, Benny sat there, staring wide-eyed at his mom. "Answer the questions, sweetie. I can answer them back if you'd like."
"No, no, that's fine, mom! I haven't had sex, and I... um... jerkofftwiceaday." She nodded, and answered him despite his asking not to. "I've had sex before, with your father. Obviously. How else would you be here?" A tinny laugh. "And there's a dildo and a vibrator in my underwear drawer. They're not as big as your father... well, your sister... but he wasn't always home. I don't mind you using them, I can't anymore, but clean them and put them back when you're done."
She seemed to have a bet going on how close she could get him to puking. He just wanted to forget he had this... thing, not talk about it and put stuff in it! His dad and sister probably weren't having so weird a time...
