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A Small Accident By C.M. Ellis Chapter 1: Jen A piercing scream woke me up. My eyes snapped open and I sat up. Across the room, my roommate Kim looked like she had just seen a ghost. "Kim! What is it? You scared me to death! Are you ok?" She slowly shook her head, with a look of pure disbelief on her face. She was also sitting up in bed, holding her covers up to her almost like they were protecting her from something. "What is it? Is something wrong? Say something." She just shook her head again. I saw the beginnings of panic in her eyes. Something must really be wrong. I jumped out of bed and ran over to her side of our small dorm room. Kim was starting to hyperventilate. I reached out to take her hand but she suddenly jerked away from my touch and started sobbing. This was getting scary and I didn't know what to do, so I just sat there with her for a few minutes. Before long, she leaned over and hugged me. She sobbed in my arms for a minute and then I pulled back. "Kim! What is it? What's wrong?" She sniffled a little and composed herself as best she could. She looked down briefly and back up at me. "I've got. I've got a." She pointed down into her lap. "What is it? Is it your period? I thought you had another week and a half to go." She shook her head again. "No. I've got a." She steeled herself. "A penis." She suddenly burst into tears again. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open. "What do you mean? You can't have, I mean, what? What are you talking about?" She just looked up at me with tear-filled eyes. Then she slowly pulled away her covers. I gasped in a combination of horror and fascination. Her nightgown was pulled up above her hips and I saw that her panties contained a strange bulge right in the front. I stared at it for a moment, then looked up at her. "Is it? I mean, um, uh I mean, you know?" She nodded dejectedly, and pulled down her panties. I gasped again. I knew what penises looked like, I had seen my brother's when we were little, and they had those drawings in our high school Biology book, but I had never seen a full-size one up close before. It looked huge to me, but I guess I don't really have any frame of reference. Other than that, I suppose it looked like a perfectly normal penis. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and we both looked up in horror. I looked back at Kim, then threw her covers back over her. "I'll handle it. Just, um, uh, stay there." I whispered quickly. Then I ran to the door and unlocked it. I looked back at Kim, and she was lying back under her covers. Her eyes were wide with desperation. I slowly opened the door a crack and looked out at our floor's Resident Advisor. Jana was a senior who, against all reason, had decided to stay in the dorms eating dorm food and using common bathrooms for four years just so that the University would pay her room and board. She was a large woman who wore all black, all the time, from her shoes to her lipstick and nail polish. Even now, at this ungodly hour of the morning, she looked dressed for some elegant Goth party. Despite being really intimidating, she was actually kind of nice in a weird sort of way. "Jen! What happened in there? I heard screaming. Is everything ok?" She tried to look into the room. I blocked her path and tried to think quickly. "Um, Kim just had a bad dream. Everything's fine. We're fine. Everything's ok, and you can go now." I gave her a nervous grin. I don't think she totally believed me, but she kind of smirked and left anyway. I closed and locked the door again and leaned against the door with a sigh of relief. I glanced back to Kim who was sitting up again, looking down at herself with an expression of total disbelief. I rushed over to her and put my hand on her shoulder and she started hyperventilating again. "Kim, what's going on? How did this happen?" "I don't know." Her expression had changed from panic to a blank state of shock, and she blurted out her answer between gasps. "I had a really strange dream. I really don't remember what it was, but I woke up, and. And I felt something strange. Down there. So I felt to see what it was. That's when I screamed." She looked right at me with a look of total confusion. "Jen, what do I do now?" I sat down on the floor. "I don't know. I've never heard of anything like this before." I thought for a moment. "Well, first things first. Um, let's get a good look at you." She resisted a little, but I pulled her out of bed. "Come on, how can we figure out what to do if we don't know exactly what's happened?" She got out of bed, and we walked over to the mirror. She paused for a bit, then hesitantly pulled off her nightgown, and stepped out of her panties. She looked exactly the same as she always had except for. it. I was actually a little jealous about her figure. I'm not really heavy or anything, but she is absolutely perfect. Her tall, blonde, and slender contrasted sharply with my short, dark and hippy. She says her breasts are too small, but everybody says that. However, neither of us was looking at her breasts. Hanging there between her legs was a honest-to-goodness penis. Her vagina seemed to have disappeared completely, replaced entirely by a penis and testicles. She stood there with her feet spread wide apart, staring at it like it was some kind of alien creature. My expression probably wasn't much better. I don't know how long we stood there like that, but eventually I snapped out of it. "Ok, come on. Let's get you dressed, we're taking you to the emergency room right now." I got dressed quickly in jeans and a T-shirt then walked back over to Kim who had put on a blouse, but was still standing nude from the waist down. I opened her drawer and handed her a pair of panties and some jeans. She pulled up the panties, and again I saw the strange bulge in the front. As she started to zip the jeans I realized we had another problem. All of Kim's jeans are really tight, and she couldn't zip them up. She tried to push it in as she zipped, but it obviously hurt and she gave me a forlorn look. I glanced back at the drawer and pulled out a pair of sweat pants. * * * * I was fortunate enough to have a car on campus, and we quietly made our way down to it. I hadn't thought to look at a clock, but it was still dark out. We climbed into my little Honda and we were on our way. "Don't worry, Kim. We'll get this worked out. I'm sure that the doctors will know what's going on, and they'll fix you right up, no sweat. Everything's going to be fine." Kim was very quiet in the car. After a few awkward minutes, I couldn't stand it any longer. "Um, I know this is probably really weird for you. I mean, um, what does it feel like?" She shifted in her seat a little and started to reach down but stopped her hand. "It's really uncomfortable. It's like having a potato stuffed in your underwear, only it hurts every time I mash it." "Well, you never did like mashed potatoes." She looked up at me, and burst out laughing. We both laughed for a little while. I was glad. Kim was obviously feeling a little better. She was still upset obviously, I mean, who wouldn't be? I don't know how guys deal with those things all the time. I pulled into the hospital parking lot, and we walked in the emergency entrance. Kim was really reluctant to walk in there. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't even look up. We walked up to the desk and the nurse stared at us with this terrible mean expression. "Um, my friend here. She's got a big problem." "Well, what is it already? It's been a rough night, ladies, and my patience is at an end." "You see, she woke up this morning and she had, um, grown a penis." She just glared at me, and I started to panic. "I know it sounds crazy, but it's true. I don't know what's going on, you've got to help her, please!" She just stared at me for a long time. When she finally spoke, her voice was the meanest I had ever heard in my life. "Now you listen to me! We're very busy here, and wasting our time is a criminal offense. Now if you can't be serious, then I'm just going to have to ask you to leave!" I was just about to have a fit right there in the waiting room, but Kim suddenly ran out of the hospital. I glanced back at the nurse quickly, then ran after her. She was waiting at the car. I started to say something, but she interrupted. "Please Jen. Let's go home. We can come back later. Just take me home now, please?" I looked at her, and she looked at me. "Okay Kim." * * * * The sun was just rising as we sneaked back into our room. I locked the door behind me as Kim dropped down onto her bed. I sat next to her and gave her a hug. She hugged me back and we sat just like that for a few minutes. Suddenly she gasped and pulled away from me. "What is it?" I asked, but then I saw what it was. We both watched as the already incongruous bulge in her lap began to grow. As it started to press against the fabric of her panties, Kim began to look decidedly uncomfortable. She shifted her legs around, but she obviously was trying to avoid actually touching it. Eventually my sympathy, and I'll have to admit, my curiosity got the better of me and I gently pulled her underwear down, freeing her mysterious new appendage. Oh my God! I had thought it looked big before, but I had no idea how much they expand when they get hard. Okay, I guess I'm a prude or something, but I'd never even seen a guy naked above the age of six, so how could I have known? I guess it couldn't have been any longer than seven inches at the most, and I had heard rumors of bigger ones, but I could hardly imagine that something that size would even fit, you know, down there. Kim was just sitting there, staring at it. She still seemed afraid to touch it. I looked up, and I guess my question was obvious just from looking at my face. She kind of shrugged a little and looked back down. I reached out and gently touched the end. Kim inhaled sharply. With a quick glance up at her, I continued by gripping it carefully in my hand. As I ran my hands along it, Kim let out a little moan. It was so smooth. I'm not sure what I expected exactly, but the smoothness and the strange half-hard half-soft texture surprised me. As I touched it, I gradually began to feel turned on. I wondered a little bit about being turned on by my roommate, but the thought passed quickly. I slid off the bed and kneeled on the floor in front of her. I began to slowly stroke it, becoming more and more turned on as time went by. "What does it feel like? Is it good?" My voice was practically a whisper. "Unhh! Oh, I can't explain it. I can't believe. don't stop!" Kim was really breathing heavy now as I continued to stroke her penis back and forth. I was starting to breath a little heavy myself when all of a sudden she stiffened and all this gooey white stuff, sperm I guess, sprayed out the end of it, covering my face. Kim screamed in pleasure and I screamed in shock She fell back on the bed, and I sat back on the floor. I stuck out my tongue and absent-mindedly cleaned off my upper lip. It was kind of a salty taste. I was practically catatonic until a thump on the wall reminded me that there were other people who didn't appreciate our screaming. It was just after dawn, after all. Suddenly I came back to reality and wiped my face with my hand, only succeeding in smearing the sticky stuff all over the place. I stood up slowly on wobbling knees and looked down at Kim. She was asleep. Lying sideways on her bed with her legs over the side and her rapidly shrinking penis sinking back into her lap. Seeing her peacefully relaxed, her mouth gaping open, I realized how tired I was myself. Looking at the clock, I saw that it was only quarter till six in the morning. I pulled Kim's legs off the floor and gently turned her so she was lying the right way in bed. I started to climb into my own bed when I remembered our alarm clocks. We had certainly had a busy night and there was no way we were going to class this morning, so I turned both of them off and practically collapsed into my own bed. I was still very aroused, but my fatigue won out, and I was soon asleep. * * * * "Jen! Jen! Wake up!" Kim was shaking my shoulders and I wearily opened my eyes. "What is it now? What time is it?" My thoughts were still a little foggy, but I hadn't forgotten our eventful morning so far. "I have to go to the bathroom! What should I do? I can't go in there like this! What am I going to do? I don't think I can hold this much longer." Kim was in obvious distress and she kept shifting her weight back and forth. I glanced at the clock and saw that we had slept through most of the day. It was nearly five o' clock! I wracked my brain trying to come up with a solution. I suggested that we just go in there, and I would act as a lookout for her. Not ideal, I know, but we didn't exactly have a lot of time. I opened the door to the restroom down the hall and looked around. We were in luck; nobody was in there. I motioned Kim towards the farthest stall from the door and then stood just outside her stall. She rushed inside and started to pull down her sweat pants. "You should do it standing up." I said, and it was out before I even realized I was going to say it. "WHAT?" "Well, guys are always going on about it. You have to at least try it. Who knows how long this will last? This is an experience of a lifetime. If you don't do it, you'll be kicking yourself for the rest of your life." "I guess." She still seemed a little reluctant, but she was going to do it. "Here goes." I grinned stupidly in a kind of vicarious thrill as she took it in her hands and aimed it at the toilet. Slowly at first, but rapidly increasing, a liquid stream poured into the bowl. Kim giggled nervously as she stood there. "This feels weird. It's like a little garden hose." We giggled together for a minute until we heard the bathroom door open. Hoping to quell Kim's panic, I patted her on the shoulder and said aloud: "Don't worry, Kim. You'll be all right once you get that up." The girl who had come in was looking at me a little strangely. "She has the flu." I assured her, and she shrugged and entered another stall. After a tense minute, the girl finished and walked into the adjoining room with the sinks. I sighed heavily and looked in on Kim who had also finished with a minimum of splashing. "Oh God! Jen, I thought I was dead!" She was panting with relief. "Do you think she suspected anything?" "No way. I wasn't sure if she could see your feet or not, so I figured better safe than sorry. She just thought you were throwing up I think." "Jen, you're a lifesaver." As we walked back to our room, I noticed that Kim seemed to be walking funny, kind of bow-legged. I did feel sorry for her, but. I feel terrible for saying this; it was really exciting too! We went back to our room and again sat side by side on her bed. It was pretty awkward for a few minutes. I had no idea what to say. This was so bizarre, we didn't know if it was permanent or what had even happened to begin with. So I just put my arm around her and held her. "Thanks, Jen. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here to help me. Oh! It's happening again!" I let go of her, and sure enough, her penis was again growing hard. This time she pulled off her pants and stepped out of her panties. After looking at it for a moment, she reached down and gripped it gently. She slowly began stroking it up and down. I don't know what came over me, but as I watched her, I started getting really aroused. I began caressing my breasts, and before long, my own panties were on the floor, and I was gently rubbing my vagina. We looked into each other's eyes, and suddenly we were kissing passionately. I can hardly remember what was happening, but soon we were totally nude. I felt a shock of pleasure as her hands left her engorged erection and began caressing my breasts, and flicking my hardened nipples. She lay me down on her bed, and then I felt her erection at my vagina. Our lips still locked and her hands busy with my breasts, I took it upon myself to continue. I reached down and slowly aimed the head of the penis between my labia. Almost immediately Kim began to thrust her hips, and she was inside. I gasped violently as I felt a searing pain that seemed to shoot all the way up to my brain, but it passed quickly. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I noted the irony of losing my virginity to a girl, and my best friend, but my conscious mind was occupied with other matters. The pain gave way rapidly to an incredible feeling. I had explored myself down there a bit, but that was nothing compared to this. I spread my thighs wide and wrapped my legs around Kim's smooth posterior as she continued to hump her hips up and down. I lost track of who was making what noise, but the room was filled with the sounds of feminine pleasure. My whole body felt like it was on fire, and I never wanted it to stop. And it didn't. It gradually started to build and suddenly wave upon wave of pleasure washed over me and I felt like I nearly lost consciousness. It was only a moment later that Kim let out a shriek and I felt her penis let loose inside me. Kim collapsed onto me then rolled off and we lay there exhausted next to each other. After a while, we had recovered enough to talk, but it was embarrassing to say the least. I couldn't believe that I had just had sex for the first time with my best girlfriend who had mysteriously grown a penis last night, but even still, I felt very comfortable laying there with her. We were both hungry, but neither of us really felt like heading over to the dining halls, so I pulled a couple of granola bars off our snack shelf and got some sodas out of the cooler. We managed to go almost three hours before falling into each other's arms once more. * * * * I woke up cuddling up next to Kim. I leaned over to rest my head on her chest, and discovered that there had been more changes over the night. I pulled the covers off and looked down at her still sleeping body. She looked mostly the same as she had last night except that her breasts had shrunk down to nothing. It didn't really look like a guy's chest, because her shoulders were still delicate and her skin was still hairless and smooth. But her breasts were completely gone and her nipples had shrunk down so that she looked like a little girl who hadn't yet developed. "Kim! Wake up! You changed again!" "Huh? What? What iISs it?" I stared in shock; her voice had broken, just like a young boy's. Her voice sounded pretty much the same, but that break was unmistakable. Kim was fully awake by now, and she had noticed the new changes. We looked each other in the eyes, and we realized that this was far from over. Chapter 2: Dan A piercing scream woke me up. "God damn it! Shut the fuck up!" My roommate Andy shouted in his own half-asleep way. "It's not me, it's the girls on the next floor down." I had managed to force my eyes open at this point, and I saw that it was only about four thirty in the morning. I looked over at Andy but he had already gone back to sleep. For some reason, my thoughts lingered on his hairy legs hanging out of his mussed covers. I shook my head to clear my roommate's body from my mind and tried to fall back asleep myself. After a few minutes of that, I opened my eyes again. Something felt a little weird, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I gently scratched my chest and rolled over onto my side. There it was again! My crotch felt a little weird, but I couldn't quite think what it was. I figured all it needed was a routine adjustment and I reached down to provide it. "Holy shit!" "Jesus Christ! What the fuck is your problem?" I didn't respond for a minute, but instead I just kept checking and rechecking my crotch. My dick was gone! Totally gone! There was nothing there! At least that was what I thought first. Reaching a little lower revealed the presence of a very distinct something. Just slightly below the vacancy left by my dick was a pussy! "What the hell are you doing?" Startled, I looked quickly over at Andy, who was looking at me quizzically. Very soon after that I realized what Andy was seeing. I had just yelled 'Holy Shit' and was now sitting up in bed with my hand in my crotch. At least I was covered, but it still didn't look good. "Um, I just realized I had to go to the bathroom." He looked unconvinced. "Really bad." I added. "So what the hell are you yelling about? Just get up and go, or wet the bed, I don't give a shit. Just let me sleep, will you?" With that, he rolled over and pulled his pillow over his head. I quickly got out of bed, thankful that my boxers would not show my. Fuck, I can't even say it. I grabbed my bathrobe out of my closet and ran down the hall to the bathroom. As I walked, my groin felt eerily empty, and a strange sliding sensation kept nagging at me. I ducked into one of the rarely used stalls. Thank God they had doors on them. I turned the pathetic little excuse of a lock and sat down on the toilet. I just sat there motionless for a moment before returning to the task at hand. I pulled down my boxers and looked down. It was gone, oh my God! I couldn't really see the small slit below my strangely empty groin, the angle was all wrong. I wished that I had brought a mirror, but there was nothing to be done about that now. After several unsuccessful contortions, I gave up. Jesus, how do girls deal with this? You can't see anything. Maybe if I were more flexible, but all I could see was the top of it, and it was not a very useful angle. After giving up on a visual inspection, I reluctantly resorted to feeling it. I gently gripped those strange lips, one in each hand, holding them between a thumb and finger. I slowly separated them, and gasped when I felt the air on that sensitive moist flesh that had no business being there at all. I had to shift my right hand so that I could get a finger into it. It was a little dryer than I expected, but it was soft and a bit sticky. The weirdest part though, was feeling my finger from the other end. It was very sensitive down there, but not in an erotic way. My finger felt more like a gentle itch, or a small irritation. I poked around a little more and winced when I touched what I assumed was my urinary opening. Ooh, that didn't feel very good at all. A little lower, I found my. well, opening. It was so small and tight! Oh God, did this thing make me a virgin? I couldn't bring myself to insert a finger, so I moved up to my clitoris. At first, it was just there, like my dick when I'm not hard, but as I continued to feel it, I was rewarded with an increasingly pleasant sensation. Pretty soon, I had both hands down there. There wasn't much method to it; I pretty much just rubbed everything around. It started to get pretty moist down there. The wetter everything got, the smoother my fingers could slide around. It felt really strange to be so aroused without having an obvious hard-on to focus on. I felt a kind of warmth centered in my crotch, but spreading out over most of my body. I was somewhat surprised to discover how much my new pussy lips swelled up when I was so horny. My vagina opened up a lot too. I guess I hadn't been paying that much attention at this stage in my past relationships. After a while I reached a sort of plateau. Everything I did still felt good, but my hands just weren't getting the job done. If I had been more coherent, I might have wondered at how complicated masturbating a pussy was, but I wasn't really thinking straight at the time. Eventually, my arms got a little tired and I just sat back and rested. I felt a little frustrated, but nothing like when I'm denied orgasm with my penis. Suddenly, the bathroom door squeaked open and someone came in. They assumed the standard buffer zone and took the stall two doors down. I heard him lift the lid and start to piss. I just sat there, half in terror, half in fascination. Despite having done it myself thousands of times, I became obsessed with the idea of using a penis. I couldn't get it out of my head. He had a dick, and now I didn't anymore. I was more aware than ever of the vacuum between my legs, and how it could be filled. I jumped when he slammed the lid back down with a piercing clank. Thankfully it startled me out of my reverie. I couldn't believe the thoughts I was having, like I was all hollow inside or like I was incomplete. I heard his stall door start to squeak open and almost sighed in relief, but then I heard him start to sniff. I looked down in horror at the copious amount of pussy juice that had collected at my crotch. I hadn't noticed the smell until now. Oh my God! He smelled me! Soft footsteps padded over to the stall door. I saw his feet stop below the door. He sniffed again then chuckled softly. "Hey! You in there. Who is that?" Oh God! It was Mark, this macho asshole from down the hall. We ran with different crowds, so I never really had that much contact with him, but his self- proclaimed studliness was known throughout the dorms. I sat there frozen. I had no idea what to say to him. Maybe, if I ignored him, he'd just go away. He knocked again, and I knew it was hopeless. This unmistakable feminine smell in the men's room late at night was just too interesting for this so- called "ladies man" to pass up. "Uh, h-hey Mark. It's me, Dan. Um, uh, - what's up?" "Judging from that smell, I should be asking you," he laughed. "Dan! Wow, I never figured you for such a hound, man. Damn! Smells pretty fresh, are you sure there's not someone else in there with you?" I saw him start to kneel down to look under the door. I snapped my knees together, and pushed my feet forward to block him. "No! I mean, no, just me in here." "Oh yeah? So where's the bitch? Is she back in your room, or did you do the deed in her place? Oh man, I bet it's that little girl Kim downstairs isn't it! I knew it! I knew that little goodie-goodie thing was an act." That bastard! Kim was my girlfriend, well; at least she used to be my girlfriend. We had had a terrible fight last night and she had stormed out of my room. I hadn't talked to her since then. Oh God! I hadn't even thought about Kim! What would she say about this? It's not like we had been lovers or anything yet, but this pretty much ruled it out entirely. I still had to get rid of Mark, so I almost agreed with him, but I couldn't do that to Kim's reputation. "Uh, no it's not Kim. It's this uh, little redhead in my physics lecture. You wouldn't know her. She's back in her room in the Cheyenne dorm." "Well, what do you know? Little Danny-boy got some, huh? Congrats man, but damn! You reek of woman in there. She must be some slut to get that soaked." "What's that supposed to mean?" I couldn't help but feel a little offended. After all, it was my juices he was talking about. "Hey, hey, nothing man! That sweet smell was just so strong that I could've sworn you had some pussy in there, and if you did, I wanted some, that's all. See you, man." I grimaced to myself at that last remark as he walked away. It had forced the picture of a naked Mark into my mind, and I couldn't tell whether I was more horrified by the image or by the slight twitch I felt down below. Slowly, but surely, my panicked heartbeat returned to normal. After a moment, I realized that I had to pee. Ugh. The less said about that the better. Anyway, I eventually made my way back to my room. I had fully intended to get dressed and go to the hospital or something, but as I eased my way into the dark room, my bed began to look irresistible. I tried to tell myself that this was an emergency, but I was so tired that I just collapsed onto my bed. "Dan! Dan! Wake up!" I awoke with a start and looked up in horror. Andy was looking down on me with a panicked expression on his face. Then I realized I was uncovered, with my underwear around my ankles. "Dan! What the hell is that?" I snapped my knees together and grabbed for my bedspread. Once I was covered, I looked back at Andy, who was still waiting for my response. "Oh God, Andy! I don't know what's going on. I just woke up this morning and I had. I have a pussy. I swear, I wasn't like this before!" "I know that! Jesus Christ, I've seen you in the showers before. But how could this happen?" He stared at me, until I couldn't hold his gaze any longer and I looked down, only to see that Andy had a huge hard-on! It was poking through the hole in his boxer shorts. For some reason, it held me spellbound. I just couldn't keep from staring at it. Once he noticed where I was looking, he quickly turned away. The spell broken, I looked away as well. Then he turned back. "Um, so is it really what it looked like? I mean.is it.?" He threw up his hands in frustration. "Damn it, you know what I'm trying to say!" "Well, as far as I can tell, it's exactly what it looks like. But I can't even really see anything; the angle's no good. Could you take a look for me?" I can't believe I said that! What was I thinking? But I couldn't quite bring myself to take it back. I slowly pulled the comforter off and spread my legs. He stared intently at my transfigured groin. I couldn't stand the intensity of his glare, so I closed my eyes. I heard him get down on his knees for a closer look and then I felt his hands on me. Very gently, he separated my lips with his fingers, and I felt his breath on me. It was so warm, and it tickled my pubic hair with every exhalation. I shivered a little every time he blew on me, which was starting to be faster and harder. He lightly prodded my clitoris with his finger and I felt a jolt. Slowly, I felt his finger probing that strange little opening I now had. Now more moist than before, my pussy accepted his finger easily and he slid it gently around. Playing with myself was one thing, but having someone else manipulating me down there was a whole different ballpark. Andy's fingering became more and more thorough, and gradually I became more turned on than I can ever remember being before. Gentle up and down strokes, followed by a soft sort of pinching. I was starting to involuntarily move my hips a little, and I could feel myself gripping his fingers inside me. My eyes still closed; I was almost completely lost in the physical sensations. Suddenly the fingers pulled out and something much larger pressed in. The feeling of his hips between my thighs and the unforeseen hands on my butt were irrelevant in the face of the pure ecstasy that this uninvited, but welcome, guest had brought. My legs locking around him, we fell back onto my bed. I could feel my rhythmic contractions contrasting beautifully with his forceful thrusts, and soon I was beside myself with a pleasure I had never known. I was filled to a brim that had never before existed, only to be emptied and filled again. I heard Andy grunting softly as he pounded and his mouth was hanging open as his eyes squinted in concentration. My head rolled back in pleasure and I looked around the room. In the depths of my gratification, our tiny dorm room had been transformed to the most beautiful place I had ever seen. Gradually I looked back at Andy, still thrusting into me. For what seemed like minutes on end, I had literally no control over my body as I was wracked with spasms and convulsions. Slowly it faded, only to start building once more as Andy continued to pulse in and out of me. Suddenly he went rigid, and I felt a tiny explosion down in the depths of my being. After a long sigh, he relaxed and settled down next to me on the bed. Just before drifting off to sleep once more, I thought I heard him say, "That was great, honey." * * * * Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door. At first my mind was a blank. I was so groggy that I couldn't quite figure out what had made the noise. Suddenly my bed shifted heavily as someone who had been lying next to me jumped out. Andy! It all came flooding back as my mind cleared. I had just fucked Andy! Not only that, but it had been great! Somehow the stickiness and slight residual tingle between my legs wouldn't let me be properly disgusted. I looked over at the clock and my mouth gaped open! It was six o'clock at night! Somehow we had slept through the whole day. The door pounded again and I looked at Andy. He had already pulled on a T-shirt, and now he was stepping into some jeans. He zipped up and started towards the door. He looked back at me and gestured at the covers. I got the idea and pulled the comforter over me. Andy answered the door, and although I couldn't quite see who it was, I recognized the voice instantly. It was that weird goth-chick resident advisor from the girls floor. She was asking something about whether we would be attending the dorm party. Andy was fairly non-committal and what's-her-name, um, Jana sounded disappointed. Then she asked about me, and I nearly panicked. Andy though, remained cool and said that I had gone to dinner. He's so clever. Jana seemed to accept that, but I could almost hear a smirk in her voice, like she knew he was lying. Apparently she did believe him though, because she left after that. Andy closed and locked the door. Then he rushed over to his desk and started cramming books into his backpack. "What are you doing?" I asked, a little more demanding than I had intended. "I can't believe we slept through the whole God-damn day! I have a history exam in like fifteen minutes. I've got to haul ass over there, or I'm gonna flunk!" "How can you just run off after what's happened today?" I was suddenly very upset. "We made love, for crying out loud! And now you're just running off to class like everything's ok!" He suddenly looked guilty. "I'm sorry, Dan. But I've got to take this exam! I've already missed a couple homework assignments and I'm behind. I'll see you when I get back" With that he rushed out and shut the door. As soon as he had left, my mind seemed to clear a little, and I realized how I had been acting. I had been all clingy and possessive, just like a girl. Now that I think about it, Andy had been acting a little weird too. Why hadn't he just told me to go to hell? He would have told the old me that, so why did he start treating me like a girl? My mind raced. How else had I changed? Was I gay now? What did gay even mean to me now? Suddenly I felt dizzy, and I fell back to my bed. My eyes closed and soon I fell asleep. Chapter 3: Kim "Oh my God-oh my God-oh my God! They're gone! My boobs! They're gone! First I grow a penis, and now my boobs are goONe! And my voice too! What's going on! What am I going to do?" "Kim." "I can't go to class like this! I can't go anywhere! My God! What's Dan going to say? What if this is permanent? What am I going to do?" "Kim! Calm down. You're panicking." "What am I going to-" I was suddenly interrupted when Jen slapped me across the face. I shut up instantly and looked at her, horrified. "Oh God, Kim. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you, but you were starting to yell, and someone was sure to hear you." She was right. I was getting too loud, but it was easy for her to tell me to calm down. Even now, calming down hasn't solved anything. My mind was running in circles. Whatever happened to give me this dick was obviously not finished yet. But how far would it go? What could be causing it? "That's ok, Jen. You're right. But what am I going to do now? My breasts are gone, and now that I listen to it, my voice is already starting to get deeper, like a guy's voice. How can I even leave the room?" "Well, the way I figure it, we've got to tell somebody. Should we go back to the hospital?" "Oh God. I don't want to go back there, but what else is there to do?" Jen started to say something but then stopped. She looked sheepish. She hopped off the bed and began to get dressed. "Jen, what is it? Do you have an idea? Tell me!" "We could always talk to Jana." "What? Are you crazy?" "Hold on. Hear me out. First of all, Jana is discreet. She would never tell anyone about this. Second, she's older, and knows more about what might be going on. Third, she, um well- she is a witch you know." "Jen! You don't believe in that stuff, do you? Magic?" "I don't know. Do you?" She gave a grinning glance at my crotch. I quickly covered myself with the bedspread. "Point taken. I suppose you're right. But, I just can't do it. It's too embarrassing." "All right. Then I will." With that, she rushed out the door before I could stop her. I sat back down, frustrated, but I knew she was right. We had to tell someone. I don't know if I can live like this. Although I must admit, as annoying and scary as this thing between my legs is, it did feel pretty good last night. I looked down at it for the millionth time since yesterday. With my breasts gone, I could see it even better than before. I reached down and gently parted my pubic hair. The hair reached farther up my tummy than it had before, and I wasn't sure, but it seemed like it was a little coarser than before. My dark little bush now had a tree growing out of it. I carefully pulled the hair away and looked at the spot where it met my body. Somehow, despite what my eyes, (and hands,) were telling me, I still couldn't believe it. All my life I had had an opening down there, just like my mouth or my butt, tucked away where I could hardly see it. Now I have this thing sticking out! My brain just couldn't reconcile it as part of my body. It was as if someone had come along that night and just stuck it there with glue or something, but the feelings it had given me last night pretty much invalidated that theory. It was farther forward than I had thought it would be. I knew from my high school boyfriend that it wasn't directly between the legs like my vagina was. Good thing too, if that's where they were, guys wouldn't be able to walk around at all. I mean, God! This thing is bad enough where it is. The way it shifts around when I walk, the way it seems to get an itch every five minutes, not to mention the way it gets hard all by itself. No wonder guys are always thinking about sex. These dicks are always there. I mean, half the time I would totally ignore my pussy, but this thing! It just demands attention all the time down there. Even sitting there on the bed, I could feel my balls resting on my legs. And speaking of sex! Everything I had felt before in my whole body was now concentrated in this big seven-inch spike in my crotch. Usually, caressing my boobs is half the fun of sex, but last night I hadn't been aware of anything but my huge cock pounding into- Jen! I had totally forgotten about her! She and Jana would be back any second now. In lieu of getting totally dressed, I decided to just put on my robe. I pulled it out of my closet and covered myself. Tying the belt around my waist, I sat back on my bed. I wondered how Jen was feeling about all this. She seemed to be handling everything remarkably well considering the circumstances. She had been a virgin, for crying out loud! I felt a little jolt of pride at that last thought. My brain kept trying to tell me I should feel terrible about it, but I just didn't. It felt good. Now that I think about it, it had all happened so easily, too easily. Jen was a virgin, but she had a steady boyfriend all through high school, and had dated a fair amount here at college. That meant she had self-control. Whether it was a good one or not, I had an excuse for acting strangely. Why had Jen slept with me so easily? Was she gay? No, I dismissed that thought immediately, we had had too many late-night butt discussions for that. Bi? Maybe, but we knew each other pretty well, why wouldn't she have told me? That must be it. I couldn't think of anything else that made sense. But why hadn't she told me? The topic had even come up and neither of us had expressed any interest. That last thought brought me up short. I hadn't shown any interest either, but I was more than willing last night. Had this thing made me attracted to girls now? If so, what other mental changes had I gone through? Would I even be able to tell? Would I start being interested in sports now? Or those stupid action movies that Dan likes so much? Now that was a thought. What did I feel about Dan now? After our last fight, I couldn't stop thinking about him, but now I had gone almost a day and a half with barely a passing thought of him. I tried to imagine us at the movies. I lean my head on his shoulder; he puts his arm around me. Hmm, I can't do it. I remember it happening, but it feels more like a story I heard about someone else, not like it really happened to me. There had been more mental changes than I had thought! I thought again about Jen, and I couldn't help but flash on her breasts, heaving as she rubbed herself. I suddenly noticed that my new friend down there was starting up again. I couldn't believe how much trouble these things were. How can guys have this little extra limb down there, and yet have no control of it? I was so used to being aroused when I wanted to be aroused, and now it's totally involuntary. I looked down and couldn't quite decide whether I liked this erection or not. The material of my bathrobe kind of tickled. It was certainly uncomfortable, but it felt kind of good too. I gripped it and moved it around a little. Boy, not much freedom of movement down there. It bends a little, but the contact with my hands just makes it surge straighter again. When I pulled it to the side and let go, it bounced around a bit. I couldn't help but laugh a little at that. I felt my testicles bouncing as well and realized that I had been neglecting them. That funny little sack that had replaced my labia seemed tighter now than it had before. It didn't flop around quite so much. I felt my balls, and I was somewhat surprised to discover that they really weren't spherical at all; it was more like an egg shape. I squeezed one gently between two fingers. They seemed a little sensitive, but not too bad. Did it really hurt that much to be kicked there? I had seen big, tough guys reduced to sniveling babies by even the softest impact down there. Was it really that painful, or is it just some pycho-macho-logical need to protect their 'manly bits?' Either way, I decided that I did not want to find out. I followed the skin of my scrotum back up to the shaft. How strange to feel skin sliding back and forth like that. I mean, it's one thing to have loose skin, but the outer skin doesn't seem to be attached anywhere but the end, just below the head. It slides back and forth, and side to side, caressing that inner spike in there. Ooh boy, I'd better cut this out; all I'm doing is making it harder. And the head! It feels a lot like my clitoris used to, but a little duller. Hunh. I just realized that I'm circumcised. Most of the penises I've seen have been cut, so I didn't even think about it at first. Jeez, this just keeps getting weirder. On top of growing a penis in the first place, how could I grow one that has had a surgical procedure done on it? If I'm just going to grow a cock out of the blue like this, then it seems like I'd get the factory standard. At that moment, I heard a soft knock at the door and I froze. The door opened a crack. "Kim? I brought Jana. Can we come in?" "Um, just a second." My voice seemed even deeper this time, it didn't even sound like me at all, but I had more pressing matters at hand, namely this thing sticking straight up out of my lap. I remember laughing at boys in this situation, blocking it with books or whatever, but it didn't seem so funny at the moment. I pushed at it a little, hoping to get it down, but it wasn't listening. Finally, I had nothing to do but pull my knees up to my chest. It put an unpleasant pressure on my testicles, and I felt the shaft poking into my stomach, but there wasn't time for anything else. "Ok. You can come in now." The door swung in quickly as Jana pushed her way in. She rushed towards me as Jen close the door behind her. "Kim! My Goddess! What happened to your voice! Jen told me that you'd changed, but she wouldn't say how. What else is different? You've got to tell me everything. Be as specific as you can." My mouth gaped open. Jana seemed too insistent. Something weird was going on here. Jen walked up behind her, and looked at me with a concerned expression. "Come on, Kim. You've got to show her." "Uh, Jen, I don't know about this." I looked back and forth between them and then down at my robed body. I looked back at Jana who was staring at me a little strangely. Well, what have I got to lose? I pulled off my robe and stood up. Jana's eyes widened and she gasped loudly. She looked me up and down with a panicked expression. "Oh no! This wasn't supposed to happen! Oh, I am so screwed!" She dropped onto Jen's bed and put her face in her hands. "I checked everything! What did I do wrong? Oh Goddess, Kim. I'm so sorry!" Jen and I stared at each other, shocked. I looked back at Jana, who was sniffling and her considerable eye make-up was starting to streak down her face. "Jana," I asked, my voice shaking, "what are you talking about?" She looked up at me. "My undergrad thesis, that's what I'm talking about, and it's ruined." She sniffled a bit more, then looked up at me in horror. "Oh dear. I almost forgot about Dan." "What about Dan?" Damn it, I couldn't get used to this new voice of mine. It sounded completely like a guy's now. Jana stood up and looked at me, a new determination on her face. "Kim, get dressed. You've got to come with me." I started to protest that I couldn't leave the room, but Jana's expression convinced me that it was necessary. I once again put on my sweat pants and pulled on a T-shirt. It felt loose, but then I remembered why. "What do I do about this?" I gestured to my newly flat chest. It was funny about that, I had hardly noticed that they were gone. I ran my hands over my new smooth chest and it was almost surreal. I felt like I had lost weight. Jana and Jen looked at each other and giggled a little. "What are you laughing at?" "You were an early bloomer, weren't you, Kim?" Jana asked through a slight grin. "Huh?" Jen handed me a bra and a box of tissues. * * * * As I followed Jana up the stairs to Dan's room, I wished I had put on some underwear under my sweat pants. I had just been in too much of a hurry, I guess. But now I felt my dick swinging around as I walked. My balls bounced as I hopped up each stair, and I felt them bumping my legs as I walked. Jeez, it's just constant with this thing. I felt a small pang of regret when I realized what wasn't bouncing. The padding had filled out my T-shirt so that my chest wasn't so obviously smaller, and the familiar feeling of the bra straps was somewhat reassuring. But I couldn't feel them, and I didn't know what to think about that. We finally reached Dan's door, and all of a sudden I started to panic. What was I doing here? I couldn't let Dan see me like this! I started to bolt, but Jana grabbed my arm and stared into my eyes. "Kim, relax. It'll be ok." Jana's confidence calmed me down a little, and I stood there, grinning nervously. Jana turned and knocked gently on the door. "Andy? Is that you?" A strange, sort-of reedy, nasal voice called out from behind the door. That couldn't be Dan, could it? "No, Dan. It's Jana from downstairs. I need to talk to you. Can I come in?" "No! I mean, um, could you come back later?" The voice seemed even higher this time, and a little softer. "Dan, this is very important. I need to talk to you immediately, and I've got a nasty hunch that we have something rather important to talk about." The voice on the other side of the door paused for a moment, and then I heard whoever it was clear their throat a few times. "Um, just a second. Hold on. I, uh, can't talk much, I've got laryngitis." 'Ah, that explains it, Dan has laryngitis,' I thought. I wanted to think that, I really did, but as time went on, I became more and more uncertain. Shortly, the door's deadbolt turned, and the door opened slowly. We all walked in and quickly closed the door behind us. For some reason, Dan was wearing shorts and his heavy winter coat, which he had zipped up all the way. He made a strange-sounding gasp when he saw me. Jana took one look at him and winced. "Um, Dan? Has anything weird happened in the last couple of days?" Dan's eyes widened briefly, but then he looked at Jen and me. He looked back at Jana and quickly shook his head with his lips pursed shut. Jana sighed, and then stared into Dan's eyes. "Dan. Take off the coat." He did so quickly, and underneath I saw a white T-shirt pushed out by two large breasts. "Holy Shit!" I shouted, then quickly covered my mouth as I remembered my new deep voice. Dan looked at me in horror, and I stared back. Jen shook her head and turned to the strange black- clad woman in the middle of the room. "Um, Jana? Anything you want to tell us?" "You don't understand! I can be expelled for this! Goddess knows I was pushing it with this experiment, but now everything is ruined!" "What are you talking about, Jana?" "You don't understand. I can't tell you, it's against the rules. I've already broken enough rules for this project and now it's all for nothing." I was getting fed up with this. "Jana! If you know what's going on, you had better tell us right this minute! So enough of this 'It's ruined, it's ruined,' self-pity crap! Out with it!" Everyone was staring at me, and it took me a minute to realize why. I couldn't believe that outburst had really come out of me! I guess it's true what they say about testosterone, but that was scary! I was going to have to watch myself a little more carefully in the future; it looks the inches I've gained down there were taken off my fuse. My new voice sounded really menacing too. From the shocked expression on Jana's face though, it had done the trick. "Ok, ok. You're right." She sniffled a bit. "I guess I owe you an explanation, but you have to understand that I'm in big trouble, and what I'm about to tell you is only going to make it worse." She stopped and looked at us, but no one said anything. "I guess I better start simple. I'm here at the University studying magic. My major is witchcraft." "I knew it!" Jen shouted out happily. She glanced at me and stuck her tongue out. "What did I tell you?" Even though I was a little irritated by her attitude, I couldn't help grinning. "You mean, you're taking classes on how to become a witch?" Dan was looking at her with an odd expression. "Does that mean, you. You did this?" If I hadn't been so angry, I'm sure I would have laughed at Dan's voice. He sounded like such a bimbo. Jana looked at the floor. "Yes, I did." She suddenly looked up. "But not on purpose! You have to understand that! It wasn't supposed to do this at all. It was just a modified love potion!" "Love potion?" I was having a hard time absorbing all of this. "You make love potions?" "Okay, I'm almost finished with my degree, and all I have left is my senior thesis. I decided to try modifying a love potion so that, instead of making the recipients fall blindly in love, they each become what the other truly wants. Most of the thesis was just to observe the results; the spell wasn't really all that complex. But these aren't the results I expected at all!" A thought seemed to occur to her, and she looked back and forth between Dan and I. "You weren't both gay, were you?" "NO!" "NO!" "Oh well, it's never the most obvious thing anyway. Hmm." "At least." Dan looked sheepish. "What is it, Dan? The more you can tell me, the better." Jana looked genuinely concerned. That made me feel a little better. "I wasn't gay before, but. well.I think.." "You like guys now." Jana offered. Dan winced. I couldn't believe it. My boyfriend was gay? Then I caught myself, that was hardly the weirdest thing I had heard in the last forty-eight hours. Besides, from the look of those boobs, I'm not sure 'boy'-friend even applies anymore. Had he changed in the same ways I had? It helped a little to know I wasn't in this alone. Jana turned her gaze to me. "What about you, Kim? Has your orientation changed?" I wasn't sure what to say; I didn't want to embarrass Jen. I looked over at her, hoping to find out what she thought. "Oh my God!" Jana shouted. "You two didn't., did you?" Oh well. "We couldn't seem to help ourselves! Every time she got close to me." I had to cut that thought off as I felt a twitch down below. Even now, in lounging shirt and some baggy jeans, she still looked hot. "That's interesting, I wonder if somehow Jen activated the spell instead of Dan." Jana lit up with enthusiasm. "That must mean that Andy activated the spell instead of Kim. Could it be the proximity indicator? I wonder if the target parameter somehow got reassigned. Maybe it's as simple as a syntax error. Hmm, I'll have to check the code to be sure, but I'll bet that's what happened." Dan waved a hand in the air. "Okay, I surrender. What does that mean?" "Umm, I think you are turning into Andy's ideal lover, and Kim, you are turning into Jen's." "Cool!" Jen chirped. I glared at her. "Sorry Kim, but you've got to admit, this is really neat." I rolled my eyes. "So fix it, already!" I glared at Jana and her enthusiasm faltered. "I'm not sure I can. Reversing a potion is really difficult under the best of circumstances, while the changes are still in progress it's nearly impossible. Besides, I'm not even totally sure what has happened yet." "WHAT!" "Don't panic! I don't think I can do it, but if I take the code to my supervising professor, I'm sure he can do something." Dan and I sighed in relief, but Jen looked a little disappointed. "What's going to happen to your thesis?" Jana looked thoughtful, and a little sad, but she seemed more resigned to it now. "Well, if the professor reverses my potion, the experiment is pretty much over. I'll have to whip up something else in the next couple months before the end of the semester. It's not much time for it, but I don't really have much choice." She looked so upset that I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her, but she wasn't forgiven just yet. "So why Dan and me? Why did you choose us?" "I didn't until just two days ago. I had made up the general spell and then waited until I saw a couple in trouble. When you and Dan had that fight a few nights ago, I finalized the spell, and spiked your dinner." "What gives you the right?" Dan looked indignant, and a little hurt. "I know Kim and I had our problems, but that's our business. What gives you the right to just experiment on people like that?" Jana straightened up at that. "Now wait just a minute! I know I messed it up, but I had your best interests in mind. All my spell was intended to do was help patch up a rocky relationship. I was prepared to give you a soul mate, at least for the rest of the semester, then you would have gradually mutually shifted back to the way you were about finals time, and then you would both go back home totally normal. This was a purely helpful spell, and it would have caused nothing but happy feelings in you." Her expression softened a bit. "Look, I'm really sorry that everything went wrong, but I was trying for a spell that would practically guarantee happiness, and if you don't want that, then frankly, I feel sorry for you." She paused to let it all sink in. "Besides, you all signed a waiver when you registered." "Now wait just a minute, I didn't see any 'magic clause' in my registration." Dan looked like he'd won something. "In fact, I've got my student agreement form right here in my desk." He stood up quickly and his breasts bounced heavily. He looked surprised for a moment but then he set his jaw and proceeded to his desk. He pulled a manila folder out of a drawer and presented it to Jana. "So show me where I waived my right to no magic spells." She opened the folder quickly and flipped a few pages. "Aha! Right here, section four, letter a, point seven, and I quote: 'The student agrees to participate, with or without knowledge, in any magical experiments so approved by a resident professor of sorcery.'" "Let me see that!" Dan grabbed the folder back and peered at it intensely. Then he sat down against the foot of his bed. Jana looked back at Jen and I with a wry grin. "Nobody ever reads that thing." Chapter 4: Andy I was having sex, but I couldn't really get into it. Don't take that the wrong way, I could get into her, I've never had a problem there, but for some reason I just couldn't relax and enjoy it. Humph. I say 'for some reason' here like I don't really know what the reason is. The truth is, I just can't believe the real reason. I slept with my roommate this morning! I know he had somehow grown a pussy instead of his dick, but still! I mean, he's still a guy, isn't he? Was I turning gay? I had run out of there as fast as I could. The problem was that I felt terrible. Not about sleeping with him, but for lying to him about my exam! Since when did I feel bad about lying to women? It's not like I'm hurting him with the lie; he'd just be angry if I had told the truth. But I still felt guilty as all hell. And now I was fucking this little sorority chick and it was only making the guilt worse! It's not like I was cheating on Dan, for Pete's sake! So why do I feel so bad? I finally stop humping and pull out of her. I sit back against the wall for a moment and start to get dressed. "What are you doing?" She looked up at me like I had just sprouted horns or something. "Where do you think you're going?" I looked down at her and suddenly I was filled with disgust. She was just a little slut. She probably did this five nights a week with a different guy every time. I doubt there was a skirt in her whole collection that went more than halfway down her thighs. I wondered to myself if she cared about anything besides sex. I just shook my head at her and continued dressing. I think she was mad. "Oh yeah? Well fuck you! You think you're some fucking stallion? You get your kicks out of getting me all hot and then just dropping me? What the hell is your problem? Get the hell out of my room, you asshole!" With that she threw a book at me. By that time, I had finished dressing, so I ducked the book and left. I hurried out of the sorority house, carefully avoiding the snoozing housemother, but not thinking of much of anything. I had no idea what to do or where to go. It was the middle of the night and I sure as hell couldn't go home. How could I face Dan after what I had just done to him? There I go again! Why do I feel such a bond or obligation to him? I felt like I was losing my mind! I had never had a gay thought in my life, much less about Dan! Up until this morning anyway. I tried to tell myself that it was just the pussy. I saw a pussy and I thought "girl," so I fucked it. But I just couldn't convince myself that that was what happened. It wasn't just the pussy; it was Dan with a pussy that made it so exciting. Even with that slut back there, the only time I got any pleasure at all was when I imagined it was Dan inside. Why was I suddenly in love with Dan? I stopped short. That was it. Somehow, I was suddenly in love with him. Had it only been since this morning? I couldn't tell. I tried to think how I had felt about him before, and I didn't think so, but I couldn't think about it clearly. How could I be in love with him? I'm not gay! I'm not! So why then? I couldn't think straight. So I went and got drunk. * * * * The sun was in my eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut and rolled over. Suddenly I was falling. I hit with a thud and looked up. There was gum stuck to the bottom of the bench. I looked around, but my line of vision seemed out of synch with my head. Ugh. I tried to think what had happened last night, and then I tried not to think about it. I got to my feet slowly and groaned as my head swirled. Sitting down again helped the dizziness, but not the situation. Shit. What could I do now? I needed coffee and a shower and a change of clothes. The shower I could get at the recreation center, the coffee I could get just about anywhere, but I didn't have near enough cash on me to get any clothes. I didn't have much choice; I had to go back to the room. As soon as I realized the necessity, I cheered up a little. I realized that I wanted to go back; so I headed toward the dorms. Now that I was letting myself think about Dan, I remembered that his sudden change wasn't s