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May's New Equipment
by Regal
The built-in alarm turned the television on and caused May to open
her eyes. It was seven a.m. and a Monday. A horrible combination.
Moaning, she got up and made her way to the bathroom. She did not want
to go to work today. She certainly did not want to see Kevin, not after
that disaster last night. Maybe she could call in sick.
She sat down on the commode as she normally did, but this time
something didn't feel right. Still half-asleep, she looked down.
Instantly, she was wide awake. Somehow, she kept from screaming.
"Wha..." she said, staring. "Oh my... how?"
She stood up and looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror.
Then she looked down again. Slowly, with her hand shaking, she touched
the new equipment between her legs. It was there. It was true. Somehow,
she was sexually a man now.
She walked back to her bed and sat down. It wasn't possible. There
was nothing out there that could cause a change like this. What was she
going to do? She considered calling an ambulance, but what would she
say? Hello, 911? I just woke up and I'm hung like a horse?
In shock, May just stared at the TV, when something caught her
attention. It was a commercial for a local used car lot, only now they
called them "preowned". It featured a loud salesman and two busty
blondes in pink bikinis. She had seen that annoying ad dozens of times
before, but something was different this time. Both of the women had a
large bulge in their bikini bottoms.
This couldn't be. Quickly finding the K-Mart sales paper she had
been looking at last night, May turned to the page featuring underwear.
The women had bulges. The men didn't.
"This is insane!" May exclaimed. Then she got an idea. As a gag gift
for her birthday several months ago, one of her friends at the office
had given her a copy of Playgirl. As fast as she could, May grabbed it
and turned to the centerfold. There was the nude model, who was supposed
to be some construction worker from Milwaukee. He had a rugged face,
a big muscular chest... and a vagina.
May let the magazine fall to the floor. "Am I going insane?" she
asked herself. "I...I just don't know. I don't know what to do. I wish
I knew what was going on."
"As you wish," said a female voice.
May started and turned to see an oddly-dressed copper-skinned woman
sitting in her desk chair. "Who are you? How the hell did you get in
here?"
"My name is Abir. I am an ifritah. If it helps you, you might think
of me as a... genie. It's a completely inaccurate discription, but it's
one you can comprehend. Aeons ago I was bound within a lamp and
commanded to grant three wishes to whomever summoned me."
Under ordinary circumstances, May would have thought that the woman
was some kind of lunatic, but these were not ordinary circumstances.
"I... I don't have a lamp," May said.
"No, but remember that flea market you visited Saturday? You picked
up the lamp then and you rubbed it. That counts as a summoning."
"But I didn't see you Saturday!" May protested. "You didn't tell
me anything about wishes!"
"It's not required," Abir responded. "You see, one day I realized
that while I have to grant the wishes, I don't have to tell the summoner
about them. So whenever anyone rubs the lamp now, I simply grant the
next three wishes they make."
"That's terrible," said May. "What if someone wishes for something
horrible, like a death?"
"Then they get something horrible, like a death," Abir replied
casually. "It makes things more interesting. You wouldn't know about
me either, except your second wish was to know what was going on."
"My second...?" said May. She looked down. "I did not wish for this
thing!"
"Oh yes you did," replied Abir. "It was last night, after your date
with Kevin. I'm sure you remember it fondly, all the groping and
squeezing. On the way home, you said, and I quote, 'I wish women had the
cocks and balls for a change.' Not very eloquent, but it was a wish.
And it wasn't easy to grant, let me tell you. If you had just wished
for a change to Kevin or yourself, no problem, but your wish included
all men and women, so I had to rewrite reality. It wasn't the first time
I've done it, but it sure ain't easy."
May couldn't believe what she was hearing. "But, but, but, but...."
"By any chance, are you wishing for a quadruple derriere?" asked
Abir.
"No! Wait a minute! Let me think! This just isn't right. I... I have
breasts. Women still have breasts. How can men have the babies?"
"That was a toughie, but I worked it out," Abir answered. "Pregnant
men in their last trimester give off a pheromone that causes women to
lactate. It works slowly over time, so usually only wives are affected.
However, in a closed setting like an office, it can cause a few problems
once in a while."
May didn't know what to think. "My third wish. I still have one
left. Can I undo this?"
"You can, but why? This is what you wanted, remember? Men are now
the ones who have to worry about getting pregnant. Men are now the ones
who suffer from that time of the month. And to everyone in the world
other than us, this is the way it has always been. You wanted this."
"Actually, I really wanted revenge on Kevin Goss," May explained.
Abir smiled a sinister smile. "You still have one wish left."
May knew what she should do. She should make things like they used
to be. But then again, as Abir said, why? Maybe this was a better
arrangement, at least from the woman's point of view. She thought for
a few moments, then asked, "Can I make a two part wish?"
"It depends on what you ask for, but I can probably let you have it.
After all, you didn't get a lot from your second wish. Go for it."
May felt her heart pounding. "Okay. I wish... I... I wish men had
breasts instead of women and I wish Kevin's were gigantic and I wish he
could never have them reduced!"
"You're squeezing a lot into one wish," said Abir. "But I've always
like wishes of revenge, so granted. Nice doing business with you, May."
May was suddenly alone in the room. She examined her chest. It
was flat. She then checked out the television, the sales paper and the
Playgirl. All the women were flat-chested. All the men were not. The
construction worker from Milwaukee had a huge set of hooters.
That reminded her. May looked at the clock. She had to hurry to get
to work on time. Before she didn't want to see Kevin at all. Now she
wouldn't miss it for anything in the world.
END
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