"Is that what happened to your balls and your pubic hair?" Karyn asked me.
I nodded. "Well that's what happened to my balls anyway. I don't know what made my hair disappeared." Though it was strange to have nothing at all hanging below my penis I was almost relieved that my empty scrotum wouldn't be sticking to my thigh anymore.
"So when you jack off you change? I guess the solution is to not jack off anymore, or at least until we find out more about what is going on."
"I didn't really have any control over that. Did you think I wanted to masturbate while you and Zoe watched?"
"Zoe? You jacked off in front of your own sister? That's pretty gross Jon." Karyn said giving me a disgusted look.
"More like she walked in on me while I was doing it, but I still had no control just like with you just now. Every time I've gotten aroused my right hand has stroked my penis without me having any control over it."
"Maybe you only change when somebody sees you jacking off." Karyn suggested. "Maybe I should leave the room and you can do it again and see if anything changes."
"I don't think that's a good idea. What if I change anyway? I'll be worse off than I am now. Even if I don't change having that little piece of information isn't likely to help us find X is it?"
"What do you think is happening to you? What is Mr. X turning you into?"
"Mr. X? Are you trying to make him sound like a B movie villain? Assuming it is a guy, I don't even know that."
"Whatever, Jon. What do you think X is doing to you?"
I thought about it some more. "Well so far he has castrated me. Whatever else he has planned can't be much worse than that right?"
"Maybe he is turning you into a living Ken doll." Karyn suggested.
"Or a mannequin."
"Or maybe he is turning you into a girl. At least that wouldn't be so bad."
"Are you kidding that would be horrible. I don't want to be a girl." I blurted before really thinking about it.
"And what is so wrong with being a girl?" Karyn asked looking suddenly angry.
"Nothing. I just don't want to be one." I said. "No guys does."
"Is that so?" She said. I'd known Karyn a long time and I knew that the look on her face right now could only mean trouble. As she took a step toward me still laying on her bed I tried to scoot away but I could only go so far before my back was to the wall.
"Kayrn? Stop. What are you going to do?" I was afraid she was about to do something that at least one of us, namely me, was going to regret.
"Me?" Karyn asked with faux innocence. "Nothing. Just a little experiment." As she said the last she pulled her shirt over her head exposing her well fitting bra. I'd never seen anything like it in person before and Karyn's wish enhanced breasts were better looking than almost all of the ones I'd seen on the internet.
My fear rose at the same time as my penis. "Damn it Kayrn." I said as I felt my penis growing harder. I was concentrating all of my willpower on keeping my right hand where it was and away from my erection.
"The thought of watching you jack off again is making me really wet Jon. Won't you do it for me?" I starred in shock as she unbuttoned her jeans slipped her hand down the front of her pants. I watched her rubbing herself for a second before I realized that my hand was once again stroking my penis.
Karyn pulled her hand out of her pants and giggled. I looked at her my anger coloring my words, "Why did you do that? You knew this would happen."
"Maybe if you do turn into a girl you'll respect us more." she said while watching my hand stroke up and down without my consent.
"Is this really turning you on or were you just messing with me?" I knew that knowing her motivation wouldn't change what was likely to happen when the orgasm I felt building finally broke but I needed to feel some sort of control in this crazy situation.
"Why can't it be both?" She asked. I hadn't been paying that much attention to what she was doing so when she sat on the bed next to me I was surprised to see that she'd taken her jeans off and was only in her underwear.
I only had a second to realize that her hand was once again in her panties before my orgasm broke and I was once again wracked with pain. The pain at least as intense as it had been the last two times if not more so. The burning, tearing pain was intense like my crotch had been lit on fire and tossed into a wood chipper. As the worst of the pain abated I could hear Karyn laying next to me moaning.
Finally my eyes were able to focus again and I saw Karyn's body shaking as her own orgasm rolled over her. I could tell that her moans were not of pain as mine had been.
Eventually she stopped twitching and looked over at me with a glassy stare. "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" She asked.
"I've been too afraid to look." I told her.
She sat up and crawled to the foot of the bed to get a better look. "Oh my god Jon." she said in shock. "You... you've got a..." Then she burst out laughing.
Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I say up and looked down at myself. To my relief the first thing I saw was that my penis was still there and it still looked unchanged. Looking beyond that though I noticed that the area where my balls had been was no longer an empty featureless stretch of skin. "Is that a..."
Karyn stopped laughing long enough to say "Yep, you've got your very own pussy Jon" before laughing louder than ever.
