In the kitchen I found my wonderful handsome husband just finishing up dinner for us.
We ate our dinner and told stories about our days and had a few jokes and laughs. We never mentioned modifications through the whole dinner. It was a wonderful sublime escape from the horrors of a newly chaotic world outside our door.
Later on as I was washing the dishes I felt Roger come up behind me and put his arms around me. The only intrusion into our little bubble of normalcy was a slight whiff of a scent on Roger's clothes as he kissed my neck. I knew exactly what the scent was. I could of course clearly smell the classic "fishy" smell of female secretions.
I remember hearing about a few people a while back when all this bullshit began that had a transformation that changed their sweat glands into vaginal glands. Like many of the Infamous Five's first transformations, it had just been a test. Apparently the Infamous Five were now rolling out a lot of their test mods in full force now, and a whole small town called Wells east of here had that modification last month. It had happened elsewhere a few times as well. Both men and women in these towns found that their bodies were now covered in vaginal glands. Roger happened to work at a company on the east side of town where a lot of people from Wells commuted into our city to work.
Being surrounded by these people all day of course left Roger's clothing smelling like it. He was around them, sat in the same chairs they did, rode the same elevator, etc.
Having a husband that reeked of a woman's sexual excretions when he came home from work would normally be a cause for a wife to be concerned, but I was used to it now.
I was distracted for another reason. The story of those giant penis women was stuck at the front of my mind. I couldn't imagine having to live my life as a blind armless legless . penis. I would be totally dependent on my husband for survival. Even if Roger and I could still have kids afterwards, I doubt I would even be able to let my kids see me, it would be too traumatic for them. How could they even comprehend that this big ugly thing is their mom?
I could tell Roger was trying to initiate something, but I had to ask him a question to try to put my mind at ease.
"Roger? Roger!"
Roger grumbled in frustration as his advances didn't seem to be very effective on me tonight. "Roger, would you still love me if I got transformed?"
"Ugh, Susan, why did you have to bring the changes up? YES, Of course I would dear. We've had this discussion many times. I will always love you no matter what."
"How can you be so sure though? The changes are starting to get a little extreme. It's not just part swapping anymore. Some people are being cruelly altered now into hideous helpless deformities. It's not just 'what if I had a penis' anymore, it's what if I was a penis, or became a monkey or something?
"What do you mean if you were a penis?"
"Never mind, just answer the question"
"Well like I've said before, if you grew a penis I'd lovingly suck it for you. If you were a monkey I'd learn to love monkey sex. If you were a penis I guess...umm I'd have to find you a really big vagina?"
"Gee thanks for that. Damn it, I'm serious. This isn't stuff on the news anymore, this crap is all around us now. We work with the victims. A man at my work is pregnant. Your coworkers secrete vaginal juices all over their bodies. What if I turn into a man one day? What if I had some horrible deformity and needed to be taken care of? Would you stay with me?"
Roger took on a more serious tone as he noticed I was actually concerned. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Our relationship isn't just sex or physical appearance honey. I love you more than anything. I will always love you. Nothing will ever change that."
