Jon's alarm went off the next morning as it always did on Saturday mornings at 6:30 a. m. "That's the only downside to the swim team," Jon grumbled as he got out of bed. As Jon walked to the bathroom to relieve himself, he absent-mindedly reached down to scratch his crotch. His hand encountered nothing but a small bump down there, and he started. Looking down, Jon said to himself, "Shit, it wasn't just a dream." Jon retreated to the bathroom and sat down to pee. Remembering to wipe before he got up, Jon continued to grumble as he went to his room to get ready for swim practice. As usual, Jon put on his speedo and swim trunks for drag and then put on a t-shirt and sandals. As Jon quietly left the house, he said, "Well, at least my speedo isn't as uncomfortable.
In Jon's parents bedroom, Linda heard Jon leave the house. Looking over at her husband, Linda shook her head as she thought about what the two of them had done last night. Ordinarily she never gave head, but she guessed it made sense given that she lacked the equipment for ordinary sex. Linda uncomfortable walked to the bathroom to relieve her morning wood. She sighed as she relieved herself standing up. "This has been fun," she thought to herself, "but I'm glad this is only temporary."
Jon got off his bike after arriving at swim team practice. "Wow, that was different experience!" he said as he rubbed his new crotch. The next few hours wasn't that much different from regular swim team practice, although Jon did find that he was much more flexible and could kick wider on the breast stroke. He also noticed that the girls in swim suits did nothing for him, but some of the guys... Fortunately, the coach worked the team too hard for Jon's thoughts to wander too far down that road. Or at least that worked until the team hit the showers. Surrounded by several dozen athletic naked men, Jon found himself dripping down low. "Thank God we're in the showers and wet already," Jon thought as feelings of unfamiliar lust tingled within him. Jon noticed that his teammates pretty much ignored Jon's vagina, despite the fact that Jon could hardly keep his eyes off of his teammates' genitalia. Jon closed his eyes and decided to wait until everyone had left before finishing his shower.
Meanwhile, Linda had decided to go grocery shopping. As she was walking down the magazine aisle, Linda found her eyes drawn to a magazine with an opaque cover on it. Suddenly, Linda felt her son's equipment swelling. Tantalized, Linda picked up the bagged magazine. She ran her hands over it before impulsively throwing it in her cart. Her aroused member gave her a throb of thanks as she continued shopping. Later, as she went through the checkout lane, Linda blushed as the teenaged boy rang up her Playboy. "I wonder what he's thinking..." she wondered as she paid and left.
After showering, Jon left the pool and headed for the park nearby his house. Jon and several other buddies from school met there every other Saturday for some pick-up basketball. Once again, Jon was amazed at how empty his crotch felt in his basetball shorts as he walked out on the court. Jon was playing his second game when the guy who was guarding him accidentally kneed him in the crotch. Jon went right past him and scored. "Man, lucky you don't have a dick," one of the other guys said as they set up for the next play. Then it hit Jon; he had just taken a hard shot to the groin and it hadn't hurt nearly as much as it used to! "Hmmm... this has some advantages," Jon grinned as the game resumed.
Linda couldn't believe how much the Playboy aroused her. As she masturbated for the third time that afternoon to the beauties on the pages, she finally understood why men looked at these things. "I wonder how this compares to real porn," she thought.
Later that evening, Jon was finishing his homework for the weekend while Linda was masturbating again. Jon suddenly felt a tingling and the feeling of a growing erection while Linda found herself with her hand plunged into a vagina rather than wrapped around a penis. She was also suddenly not interested in the girls in her Playboy. "Wow," they both thought, "that was wierd. I wonder what we should do next?"
