(This is Enigma's episode, moved to its proper location - and maybe edited a little.)
SIX WEEKS LATER
"Oh, wow," Michelle exclaimed to the otherwise empty bathroom. She glanced from the test strip in her hand to the indicator results on the back of the pregnancy test she'd picked up at the drugstore that afternoon. Staring at the colored lines of the strip, there was no denying it.
She was pregnant.
It'd been a month and a half since (what people were starting to refer to as) the Great Shift. Things were still chaotic. Basic services like police and fire prevention/control had broken down completely in some of the larger cities, as the minds of those who had performed such tasks were for the most part now either inhabiting bodies unsuited to their former profession, or they remained unaccounted for, some flung halfway across the world to countries where they did not even speak the language. But, as is often the case with rural America, the quieter smaller towns (even the suburb town in which Mark/Michelle had grown up in) were proving themselves possessed of a much stronger sense of community and were therefore faster to recover something of their former equilibrium. Life had been turned on its ear for much of the population, but it did go on. People leaned on their neighbors for support as they always had in times of trouble, and this remarkable outpouring of mutual assistance and understanding had (at least temporarily) shattered the shell of the small town's sense of propriety.
Although, as the now-altered residents became accustomed to their new bodies, and the impulses and desires that now drove them, it became harder and harder to identify the affected from the unaffected.
I'm going to have a baby, she thought, still having difficulty absorbing the enormity of her discovery. In a little over seven and a half months, she would be someone's mother. Instead of filling her with panic however, the idea of the life growing inside of her filled Michelle with a new and not at all unpleasant glow as she thought of her belly growing fuller and rounder with her and her lover Keith's son/daughter. Her C-cup breasts growing more voluptuous and sensitive as the months wore on, swelling with milk to nourish her baby.
She felt her lips begin to moisten, as she thought back to how she came to be in such a state. She remained completely oblivious to how radically she had changed in such a short time. Not just in the obvious sense, but mentally and emotionally as well.
It was minutes after the Shift and she had stumbled into the girl's restroom to "inspect the damage", as she'd thought of it, only to find that the restroom was already occupied by the dark-haired goth beauty who'd become her other "steady", a former male like herself, who called herself Raven. Her new acquaintance quickly seized the opportunity to introduce her to the finer compensations of her imposed womanhood, bringing the new girl to orgasm after orgasm with both her tongue and a large artificial phallus.
It was during the new girls' romp that Katy, now Keith (a former cheerleader who now found herself in possession of the body belonging to one of the school's more masculine and attractive football players), entered the girl's restroom and discovered she/he was also in possession of the previous tenant's decidedly heterosexual male libido, as the new "he" gazed with lustful eyes on the writhing, delectably feminine nakedness before him. Quietly, but swiftly, the new male divested himself of his pants and briefs and moved into position behind the exposed and very wet opening between Michelle's thighs as she remained oblivious, pleasuring the equally oblivious Raven with her tongue. On Michelle's next upstroke, Keith filled her aching softness with his straining member, drawing a surprised but lustful gasp from the girl beneath him. Pausing in her ministrations to look back over her shoulder at her new lover, she smiled a welcoming intoxicated smile and moaned "Oh yessss," before turning and diving back between the parted thighs of the dark haired temptress sprawled before her.
Needing no further encouragement, Keith began to pump himself into her tight receptive pussy in earnest. The sounds and smells of the three's impassioned lovemaking filled the room as the two girls and boy paid no mind to anything but the pleasure their new bodies were giving them. Every thrust and lick locked them more firmly into their new mindsets. For the two young women, thoughts of the masculinity that had been theirs grew foggy and disjointed, like a dream remembered years later. The same inexorable process was gripping the new young man, as the soft pride he'd felt as a women in her body's ability to attract was slowly but relentlessly replaced with a harder, more virile satisfaction in his strength, in his athletic prowess on the field, and even in the impressive, engorged member he was stuffing between the creamy thighs of his first lover. Along with the rest of her girlish mentality went the increased awareness a girl has concerning the facts of life, contraception, fear of pregnancy etc. So she/he remained as oblivious as the new young ladies were of the consequences of the unprotected sex they were engaged in. Though that wasn't quite true. In the back of his mind, a tiny shard of the former girl grinned as she considered the future of these two lovely young ladies. That shard, merged with the budding and unarguably masculine drive to impregnate, flooded Keith with a sense of primal satisfaction he did not understand until several days later. He continued to pump his straining rod in and out of the gasping quivering babe beneath him, until with a strained grunt, his new equipment let go with a surge, spewing millions of eager sperm into the ovulating young beauty beneath him. Her eager vagina continued to contract for almost a minute as Michelle reached her climax with a shriek, milking his balls for the last drop ... as Mother Nature had designed her woman's body to do.
Once Michelle's flashback ended, the decided to go tell Raven.
"Of course, I'm sure. I took the test three times. I'm pregnant!" Michelle excitedly relayed to her lover Raven. "That stud of ours Keith got me in a family way, as my mother would put it. The OBGYN my mom took me to says I'm about two months along."
"How does it feel?" Raven inquired, interest (and ... arousal?) gleaming in her green eyes.
"Well, the morning sickness sucks, of course. And I seem to tire out easier. But I feel ... complete," the young mother-to-be dreamily explained. "I wish I could explain it better, but it's just something I feel. I wish I could share this with you, love."
"Who says you can't?" Raven finally said, rather enigmatically after a minute or two of silence.
"Huh?" Michelle responded, before catching wise with a happy sound of comprehension to what her best friend was implying.
"Let me talk to loverboy and see what he can do for me," Raven trailed off, with a cat-in-the-cream grin.
