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Birth Error is a story by JC.ARBY. The story is about twin brother and sister
who develop secondary sexual characteristics of the opposite sex. The rest
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Birth error
This is a brief story of what happened to me and my sister, years ago.
In 1977 me and my twin sister Melissa were born. We both were just
ordinary children, nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary. I grew up
with the guys in the street, playing cowboy and that kind of games. Melissa
was just one of the girls, playing with dolls, playing house and doing other
girls stuff. In the first ten years of our lives nothing really special occurred,
except for us being spoiled by our rich parents.
Back in 1987 we reached our 10th birthday. As we were both spoiled with
candy all the time we both had developed some overweight. In school
Melissa started to notice some changes in her girlfriend's bodies. Some of her
friends' chests started to expand in the front. At the gym she noticed that
some even started to wear a sports bra. Melissa however did not notice any of
these changes in her body.
One day at home Melissa started to inquire about the things she's seen at
school. My mother was quite understanding and took Melissa with her to my
parent's bedroom, while I had to do the dishes with my father. I cursed my
sister for always knowing a way to avoid doing the dishes.
Melissa started to ask some questions. "Mom, my friends at school grow
some lumps on their chest, some even wear a bra. Will I grow those things
too ?", "Yes my dear, you're a girl just like me and you will grow breasts
too", my mother answered. "But I still haven't anything up here", Melissa
complained. "Even Brian has more up here, than me", another complaint.
"Well, Brian has some overweight and that may cause some breast looking
effect, but he hasn't got breasts. Just be patient, you can worry about your
breasts all your life. Some girl are just developing quicker than others and
you apparently are one of the latter", my mother comforted her. My mother
then unbuttoned her blouse and took off her bra to show Melissa what was
ahead of her. The nipples of her quite big breasts were staring at Melissa.
"Wow, are those heavy and can I touch them", Melissa asked. "Well, my
breasts are quite big for I have D-cup sized breasts, and yes they are quite
heavy. I might even add that sometimes their weight hurts my back", my
mother answered honestly. "Then I don't want breasts", Melissa stated. "Will
Brian grow breasts too ?", Melissa asked. "No, Brian is a boy and boys
don't grow breasts". "But, he has nipples just like me", Melissa exclaimed.
"everybody has nipples, but girls nipples will grow bigger , just like mine,
men's nipples won't grow that much". "It's not fair !"
As both Melissa and me haven't ever seen the genitals of the other sex, not
even each others , my parents thought it would be wise to give us some more
explanations. I was called to the bedroom where my mother was sitting with
Melissa. "Brian, do you know what the difference is between boys and
girls?" my mother asked. "Yes, girls are stupid - playing with dolls and all -
and boys are smart", I answered. "No, that is not it", my mother corrected
me. Both Melissa and me were ordered to undress completely and when we
were completely naked we both gasped looking at each others groin. "You do
not have a peepee", I exclaimed. "I am so sorry for you", I said with
compassion. "You have a strange thing between your legs !!! What is that",
Melissa questioned. That was the moment my mother came between us to
explain. "Boys can pee with their peepee, girls have just another kind of
peepee. It is not bad or something, just different. Boys can pee standing,
girls sit down when they go peepee and wipe when they're finished." My
mother explained.
Then my mother showed me her breasts too. A shocking experience for a 10-
year old. She explained that Melissa would grow those too and that I
wouldn't because I am a boy. She also told us where babies come from. That
a boy puts his peepee in a girls peepee and that then after some time a baby
would come out of the girl's peepee. So far so good, but when my mother
told us about menstruation and loosing blood and having mood changes and
all I lost it. The last part of this educational talk was most shocking for
Melissa as my mother was just sketching what the future has in store for her.
Melissa envied me that I wouldn't have to go through with all this and that I
did not have to sit when I have to pee.
Three years passed by and a medical check up was scheduled for the both of
us. As we were now 13 years old we would soon be leaving primary school.
Melissa's check up was done in just a quarter of an hour, mine lasted a whole
hour !
2 weeks later my parents received the results of the examination :
Dear Mr. And Mrs. Nicholson, The results of the examination of your son
and daughter leaves many questions open as we think some results may have
been mixed up. We do not want to alarm you at this stage but we strongly
recommend further examination of both your son and daughter. Bla bla bla
Yours Sincerely,
Doctor Renolds.
Curious and a bit alarmed Melissa and me were checked into a hospital for
further tests by our parents. In the hospital they took some pictures, listened
to our hearth rhythm and so on. We had a complete physical including urine
samples and a internal checkup for Melissa. 3 weeks later my parents receive
a letter from the hospital.
Dear Mr. And Mrs. Nicholson,
The results of the examination of your son and daughter confirmed the first
signs that doctor Richardson noticed. Your daughter Melissa does not show
any development of female characteristics. At first and taken separately this is
not alarming as children develop in a different speed, but looking at her in
combination with the check of her twin brother, caused us to be alarmed.
Your son has started to develop secondary female characteristics. The
expected expansion of your daughter's hips were found with your son. Also
a narrow waist on your son although he's some overweight cannot be
expected with a male. This lead to our suspicion that his body's fat
distribution may be more like that of a female. Then on his chest we found
breast development, in such a way that it cannot be explained by his slight
overweight. We measured that your son has developed B-cup breasts which
need bra support. His muscle tone stays well behind normal for a boy his
age.An hourglass figure for a boy his age is not normal. As for your
daughter, she should at least have developed some breast tissue on her chest,
but she has none. Her hips are still narrow and her waist is maleish plump.
She has developed more muscle tone than normal for a girl her age. The urine
samples and internal test confirmed our worst fears. Your daughter is
developing as a young man, while your son is developing into a young
woman. Unfortunately this is not just a hormonal thing. Our tests ruled that
out. The internal test and the photo's taken inside Melissa's vagina shows
that Melissa has hidden testicles in her tummy and no female reproductive
organs were found in her tummy. This explains why no exterior female
characteristics have developed in the last few years. Technically Melissa is a
boy with a vagina. As for your son, our tests show no production of sperms
by his testicles. In his tummy the echo and photos showed the presence of a
complete female reproductive system including a uterus. Technically your son
is a girl with a penis. As these findings must be quite shocking for you we
must add that we do not have much time to lose to correct some things. Some
blood has already clotted in Brian's tummy and must be removed. When the
internal testicle of Melissa start to produce sperm, it may cause pain beyond
bearable. The testicles my be retracted. Please contact us as soon as possible
to make an appointment.
Yours Sincerely,
Doctor Renolds
"This can't be true", my mother screamed to my father. "Well, my father
added, I already thought that Brian's boobs were a bit big for a boy and
thinking of his mood changes now and then I often refrained to remark if he
was having his period.", my father answered. "I think we better make that
appointment and see what they have in mind".
Melissa and I were curious about the test and were surprised that our parents
were not sharing the information the hospital sent them. We were just told
that they made an appointment to talk about it. "Maybe it's because you still
haven't grown any titties", I teased Melissa. "Maybe it is because you have",
she snapped back. We had a small fight but our fights always end quickly as
Melissa has more strength than I do. I always lose my physical fights with
her.
"Welcome Mr. And Mrs. Nicholson, I am glad you could come so quickly.",
Dr. Renolds said. "Well, your letter was quite a shock to us and we didn't
want to wait any longer to find out what's going on and what we've got to do
about it", my father replied. The doctor was quite straight forward and gave
my parents two options : 1. Disable Melissa's internal testicles and my uterus
and condemning both of us to a life long hormone treatment to keep her
female and me male. Or 2. Change our primary genitals and let nature take its
course.
My parents didn't want to make any choices for us but also thought that we
were too young to decide for ourselves. So they told the doctor that they
would come back eventually when the choice was made.
At home they didn't tell us anything. Probably they thought it would just go
away, but it didn't. Another year passed by. A rough year in which both
Melissa and me were teased in school and our school result were dropping
faster than anyone held possible. Melissa we called a drag queen and got all
kind of remarks in this area. I was being called a Transvestite, having a girl's
ass, a girl's shape and the worst of all girl boobs.
One night I heard Melissa crying softly in her bed. As I was already in bed -
stark naked - I rushed into her bedroom and asked what was wrong with her.
Her tummy ached and we both knew she wasn't having a period. She never
had one, and no blood was coming out of her little slit now. Then she also
told me about the people calling her a drag queen, and worst of all, the hair
that she found in her face. Tiny, light, but there anyway. Although she saw
my tiny dick she wasn't aroused by that. Instead she could stop looking at
my chest and she forgot her own pain and started to stare at my chest. "You
know, Brian, your chest looks just like moms, doesn't your back hurt ?",
Melissa asked. "It hurts like hell", I replied. Then it hit us, we finally found
out what was wrong with us... As we were still of the same build and height
Melissa asked me to put on one of her school dresses and put one on herself.
Then we both applied some make-up, both in the same fashion.
We were astounded by the sight. I had to admit that Melissa actually did look
like a drag queen in these clothes, but that I with my soft skin and firm
breasts looked like an attractive girl after Melissa had fixed my hair. Melissa
quickly took off her make-up and then dressed in one of my 3 piece-school
suits. She too did look attractive but then as a boy. Dressed like this we went
downstairs to confront our parents, fearing the worst punishment, we were
surprised by the warm and caring reaction both my parent gave us.
In tears they told us our fate and that they wanted to let us decide and let
nature take its course. But nobody could deny now that it would be better if
Melissa would become a real boy and that I would become a real girl. From
that moment things went fast. At first I didn't want to be a girl, I don't want
to sit when I pee, I don't want periods and I certainly don't want to lose
control when sex is involved (when I'm old enough). But I already am used
to periods, except for blood pouring our of a slit between my legs. I already
experienced sore nipples and sensitive breasts. Mood changes we there too.
So in the end not much would change for me anyway. Melissa was just
looking forward to the first time that she could go to the men's room and take
a leak standing.
We were admitted in the hospital at the same time. Usually when a girl wants
to be a boy she won't be able to have a real penis, a hard on, or a real
masculine ejaculation, but she would be able to pee standing, although with a
very tiny dick. Melissa was lucky as I had the same bloodtype and I was to
become the donor for her dick. In one operation they slashed off her labia and
my dick very carefully and replaced them with each other.
After 2 weeks we were allowed to go home and in about 6 weeks all wounds
were healed. The operation did us much good. We moved to another state to
be able to make a new start and in 6 months we really developed as just
normal people. Were no freaks anymore. Because of the hormones, my
former dick has now grown on Melissa - now Mel - to a full size one, a rather
big one. My breasts have grown to their present size, D-cup. Many things
have changed for us. And I may add that Mel is now happier than ever
before. Enjoying the male privilege to be able to pee everywhere, standing
behind a tree, pissing to a wall, everywhere has done much go on Mel.
Knowing to be in control when he has sex is also a thing he really
appreciates. And most of all a female discomforts were now never his
anymore or ever to be. Career prospects are better than ever for him.
For me I regret that I never had the chance of getting laid as a man before my
operation. Having to live with sore boobs and nipples and cramps in the
tummy a few days per month is not a nice prospect of living for a born male.
I enjoy however my soft skin and all the attention I get as a female. I still
can't get used to sitting when I have to go. I still stand sometimes, grab for it
and then realize my sister has that part of me in her pants. Another annoying
thing is sanitary towels, I often forget them and more than once I wet my
panties, but I get more careful every time now. Now wearing my miniskirt
and silk blouse makes me feel very sexy, but when I lay in the arms of a
boyfriend I often feel guilty or gay even though I am a real girl now. One
other regret comes to my mind. A great career is not in for me. Girls hardly
get that chance in a man's world and I do not intend to get fucked my way up
the social ladder.
Things were looking fine for now. I am now 18 and often I go out and meet
some nice boys. Last year I even became the prom queen. That should have
been one of the most beautiful nights of my life, but that night I discovered
how vulnerable being a girl means. The boy I danced with offered to take me
home but in his car he grabbed me. I tried to defend myself, but he was much
stronger. He ripped of f my panties and forced himself into my slit. A good
punch in his nuts freed me and I thought I was in time...
I was certain I hadn't given him the chance to cum in me. I pressed charges
and the boy was originally not persecuted because they couldn't find his
semen in my cunt. But when I didn't get my period when it way due another
possibility came up... The worst nightmare of a man had happened to me... I
am pregnant ! I felt my belly growing, my tits grew bigger and felt heavier.
At a certain point they even started to leak milk. Thank God, my delivery was
a normal one although my vagina had to be cut a bit.
Blood samples of my daughter were brought in for evidence to prosecute and
find the boy who knocked me up guilty as charged. Two years later I married
my boyfriend and now I am expected my second baby. I hope it will be a
boy. Hopefully my children won't have to go through what I and my twin
sister have gone through.
The end.
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