Now that Freshman year was over I had the whole summer to kill. I had originally planned to head back home, but I changed my mind a couple months ago after I heard some terrible news from my parents. Apparently, my hometown had been hit by one of the Infamous Five...AGAIN! No, they hadn't re-modified anybody, but they did hit all the unmodified people in my hometown. Sure, most of the people in my hometown already had a modification from the first attack, but over the last nine years or so the number of unmodified people has grown substantially. Not only were there all the still "normal" people from town like me who had been kids at the time of the last mod nine years ago, but a lot of "normal" people had moved in over time.
In the early days of the I5 attacks, a town getting hit with a mod usually saw an influx of new residents. Some came because they were attracted to whatever the mod had been, others came because it was believed already moddded towns were safe from getting hit again. Well, my hometown had been safe for a long time, but now one of the I5 had seemingly come back to either finish the job, or reiterate that nowhere was safe...
The modification seems to be an update of our town's previous attack, only this time after the mod was done the women ended up even bigger and the men even smaller than last time.(New improved code they were trying out no doubt.) So needless to say I had no desire to head back home now that ALL the women my own age were flat chested giantesses now. Not only had I met more than enough overpowering women on campus, the truth was I was kind of a breast man, and the fact only men had tits in my hometown was unsettling to me, always had been since the first attack. And of course, if I went back now in the back of my mind I kinda worried I might end up shrunk to the size of a toddler and grow Dolly Parton sized boobs of my own if they struck a third time. I liked big boobs on women, but not on me!
While I was sure I didn't want to go home, on the other hand, I really didn't want to stay on campus either. Not that that was a true viable option anyway, my student loan had only given me enough to cover the school year. I would either have to get a dead end temp job or an internship to pay for food and housing over the summer. My grades weren't that great, so I decided to pick up an internship to pad my resume. Of course, with all the colleges in the area all the internships nearby were UNPAID internships. After some searching though he found an internship at a R&D; branch that actually paid money not terribly far away in a small town called of all things, Zebulon.
I thought that Zebulon was an unusually exotic name that sounded more suited for a medieval kingdom or an alien planet. In reality when I arrived I saw it was just a typical small town. Well, as "typical" as towns seemed to get these days anyway. Like many small towns in the area, it had been hit a while back with a mod. But it wasn't anything you would notice as you were passing through town. It seems that since the town itself wasn't very exotic, apparently the Infamous Five had decided to give Zebulon an exotic mod fitting of its unusual and exotic name.
Of course, for the first month or so of my internship I had no idea what the mod was, but I definitely noticed people acted differently here. I hadn't really noticed anything physically odd about people in my office or in the area in general other than they seemed...oddly normal. I actually suspected they were trying too hard to act normal around me. But after living in my crazy hometown and then being in the even crazier college scene, I figured a town full of normal people seemed strange to me now. I started to convince myself there hadn't been a mod here after all, but maybe I was just so used to craziness....a town that wasn't crazy was in itself unusual enough. I probably would have left well enough alone if I wasn't bored to tears living there. I didn't have much to do aside from work, so in my downtime I started investigating the town's secret.
Now, in a small town people keep things from "outsiders" like me, and whatever the mod was seemed to be something the town really wanted to keep to themselves. I tried getting close to a few of the local girls, but they brushed me off. The internet wasn't much help either, all I found was the town's website filled with pictures of generic things like a waterfall, a nature scene, and a town festival. I did find there was a well buried news article I found in Internet Archive about the people of Zebulon getting P-rashes dated August 14th 2020, but I didn't find much after that.
The first real clue I got came one day when I had caught two of my coworkers, Tammy and John making out in the break room. They were embarrassed to have been caught making out at work of course, but as they stammered and acted flustered at being caught, I also noticed Tammy had her hands over her crotch trying (unsuccessfully) to hide her obvious erection. It was plainly obvious John lacked any such bulge in his own khakis, so I assumed this town's secret was just another women have penises, guys have vaginas scenario that was becoming all too common these days. It wasn't until a few weeks later I found out there was a lot more to it.
The rest of the puzzle came from one of my coworkers, Greg. Greg was a 30 year old married man who had a big mouth and swore far too often at work but got away with it because he was really good at what he did. I spent a lot of time with Greg during my internship, and we had grown rather close. I still too this day sometimes use a couple of "colorful" foul insults I picked up from him. One Friday after work we went to a local bar and Greg had a few too many and decided to take on the whole bar. Well, after we were both bruised and tossed out into the street, we walked back to my place to lick our wounds and have a few more beers to dull the pain.
Back at my place, I finally got up the nerve to ask Greg directly what was going on in this town. At first Greg was cagy and distant like everyone always seemed to be towards me, but I was insistent and finally Greg spilled the town's dirty little secret (along with a LOT of other stuff I didn't want to know. It wasn't a simple case of men and women switching equipment, in Zebulon the women have BOTH the male and female genitalia. The men on the other hand had nothing; their groins were flat and empty. That would be odd enough on its own, but there was even more too it.
While women had both sets of reproductive organs, they seemingly lacked the ability to produce any of the sexual hormones that actually cause arousal. Well, that's the theory anyway, but it appeared that a dual-sexed Zebulon woman couldn't get aroused either on her own or even by being with another dual-sexed woman. It turned out the men had been modded to produce some sort of sexual hormone in their saliva that triggered sexual arousal in the women. Women picked up this hormone by simply kissing a man. All of this convoluted sexuality meant that even though women had all the sex organs, women on their own would never be "in the mood" without having a man involved. By that I mean no erections, no vaginal dilation or lubrication, no orgasms, no anything without a man involved. So even though women had both sets of equipment, in order to have sex of any kind, women had to first make out with a man.
So I found out that sex in Zebulon always seemed to involve more than two people!
I learned Greg had been out of town on business when the town got hit but his wife had been altered while he was away. So, he returned home to a wife who now had both a vagina and a cock, but never seemed to be in the mood. Because he wasn't around for the mod, unlike all the other men in town, Greg still possessed his penis. However, unlike all the other men in town he lacked the ability to get a Zebulon woman such as his wife aroused! So they found while he could mechanically still penetrate his wife, she would never be in the mood and would never "get" anything from it. At first both Greg and his wife had tried to just ignore her new penis and make love as they always had even though they both knew she wouldn't enjoy it very much. However, over time of course this wasn't a viable option. It only built up frustration in both Greg and his wife. They knew if they were ever to truly make love again, they would have to involve another man.
One day when they had finally built up the nerve, they went looking for a guy in a bar. The very same bar we had just been tossed out of in fact. After they had both had a few drinks, his wife expressed interest in a younger man with a medium build and sandy red hair. They went up to him and nervously made their proposal. Greg claimed the man had just smiled and nodded and introduced himself as Jeff. Greg mentioned that even though this Jeff guy had no dick, he came off as very cocky as he chatted with Greg's wife. His attitude and the added fact that his wife was not only obviously attracted to Jeff but couldn't be sexually satisfied without him or some other Zebulon modded guy was emasculating for Greg.
They went back home and after some awkward chit chat, the three of them all headed for the bedroom and got undressed. Fortunately, when Greg saw Jeff's bare ken doll crotch, it helped him regain some of his lost sense of manhood. Greg then watched his wife make out with another guy for the first time, and right away she started to respond. She frantically kissed this man with a wild passion Greg had never seen in his wife before. She was obviously enjoying it A LOT! It wasn't long that Greg saw her penis begin to stir and grow as she had her very first erection. Now, at this point in his story Greg didn't go into much detail about his wife's penis, but based on his tone and also the way the Infamous Five normally operates I have little doubt Greg's wife has a bigger penis than he does.
After making out with Jeff for a bit, Greg's wife was very obviously in the mood for the first time since she had been modded. She basically grabbed Greg and pulled him on top of her, begging him to take her now sopping wet and very aroused womanhood. Even though Jeff was watching, Greg made love to his wife properly for the first time in a long time. He did mention however it was rather uncomfortable having Jeff in the room and it was also unsettling whenever his wife's boner would poke him back as he made love to her. As Greg got his wife to her first orgasm in quite a while, he came not too long afterwards. After he had finished though he noticed his wife was not quite...done. Her large and throbbing cock raged on, and his wife quickly made it clear she wanted her "new needs" taken care of as well.
Greg wasn't quite comfortable..doing...stuff, well, in THAT way with his wife yet. But, he was going to bite the bullet and do it anyway when suddenly Jeff volunteered himself to take care of her not so little problem. Greg watched in both disgust and fascination as Jeff sucked off his wife's dick. Jeff seemed all too happy to do it too. Greg explained he had found out over time that because Zebulon men didn't have sexual equipment anymore, they now measured their "manhood" by how much pleasure they could bring to women, or more often by how many women they could get "in the mood" at once before their hormone supply ran dry.
Now, at this point Greg was getting rather sloppy drunk and his story kind of came apart. It became more of a string of swear words and vulgar sex references than anything else. Anyway the gist of it I got was his wife, Jeff, himself, and even a few other people in town got rather chummy over the next few months. But, it quickly became clear to Greg his wife now preferred sex with "her own kind" more than she did with him. He even found out she was actually doing a lot of stuff with other people without involving him. Greg had actually started to resent the other people in town a bit, hence the scuffle at the bar we had just had.
For the remainder of my internship in Zebulon, I finally put together all the little odd things about the people in town I had noticed before, but couldn't believe I hadn't figured out before. People's interactions were far more open and casual with each other than I had seen anywhere else, not to mention people always seemed to be in groups of three or more rather than in pairs. I started to notice as well that people switched up who they were with...a lot. For example I saw Tammy from work made out with lots of guys besides John. I also frequently saw her around town with not only other guys, but other women of course too. It would seem the town's true dirty little secret was that EVERYONE in town seemed to be doing each other! When the traditional male/female pairings broke down, threesomes and partner variety became the norm. Even the few unfortunate gay and lesbian residents in town who at first had been devastated by the mod just kind of...fell into the crowd. With no real sexual boundaries between non-family members in town, over time the town evolved into a kind of...slow motion non-stop orgy.
After I learned the town's secret, I knew I probably wouldn't be finding true love in Zebulon, not that I had really been looking for it. Even if I did, it would mean at least having awkward threesomes like the kind Greg had to have now, or more likely something far worse. I should mention while in town I did meet a nice 23 year old redheaded woman with four breasts who had recently moved to Zebulon from New Hampshire. We were among the very few non-Zebulon modded people in town. I even asked her out, but on our first "date" I found out her political views were rather, um, not my thing.
So I tried to stay focused on finishing out my internship and getting experience or at least some good LinkedIn contacts.
In the end I guess my time in Zebulon gave me not only a resume paragraph, but a needed break from the dating scene. I returned to college for sophomore year ready to face the usual chaos once again.
