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This story is written to the specifications of CM Ellis as the prize for my story contest Yes, I know that there is more that could have been done with the characters and story after this, but I wanted to leave it in the same spirit that it starts with. A Transference of Sorts By Morpheus Part 1 Donny Brooks stood in the middle of a living room that was half filled with clutter. Three large suitcases leaned up against the wall and Donny shook his head every time he looked at them. He knew that there was absolutely no need in the world for three suitcases, but then again he wasn't the one going out of town for a meeting. Finally getting sick of seeing the suitcases, Donny glanced back to the other side of the room where a tall thin man of 20 years old was adjusting his glasses and talking to a very pretty 17-year-old girl. Both had a light brown hair of the same shade though other than that there was almost nothing to indicate that they were brother and sister. "Hey Alan." Donny called out, walking towards his best friend. "Are you sure you need that much baggage? I mean, jeez, you're only going to be gone for two days." Then Donny smiled at Mara, Alan's kid sister, as if to apologize for interrupting their conversation. Alan turned away from Mara and told Donny. "Better safe than sorry. You never know when you might need some extra underwear or even some tools." At this, Mara started laughing. "Come on Donny... you know Alan always over packs." She shook her head and grinned at her brother. "He's even worse about over packing than I am. And I have a good excuse." Then with that, Mara stuck her tongue out at Alan while he chuckled in response. "Oh yeah." Alan exclaimed, "That reminds me. I think I finished my latest invention last night." At that, Mara and Donny both turned to each other and simultaneously exclaimed "Uh oh." Then they laughed as they followed Alan towards the back room, towards his workshop. "Boy's and their toys." Mara giggled. "He's your brother." Donny reminded her, wondering what kind of crazy thing Alan had invented this time. Alan was an amateur inventor with a knack of creating one of a kind devices, things that by all reasoning shouldn't work, but somehow did. Donny shook his head, knowing that there was no telling what his best friend had made this time. Then he smiled, remembering the belt, which had let anyone wearing it turn invisible. That had been great while they were in high school, but after a couple hours when the batteries went dead, they'd found that Alan had never made any compartments for easy battery changing. As a result, he'd had to completely tear the belt apart to replace them, and once it was back together again it had refused to work again. "Hey," Mara exclaimed a moment later, interrupting Donny's thoughts, "I didn't have a choice about being his sister but what does it say about you for willingly being his friend? Hmmm?" Donny shook his head, ignoring Mara as she stuck her tongue out at him. He couldn't help chuckling though when they walked into Alan's workshop. It looked like nothing so much as a junkyard. Half finished inventions filled every corner, not to mention all of the failed ones, which didn't work. "Here it is." Alan said proudly, gesturing towards a box on the table that looked sort of like a microwave oven but it had two poles, which stuck out, each having a flat plate on it. "I finished it last night." Alan told them. "Ummmm," Mara said hesitantly, "It's nice." "What is it?" Donny asked. Alan didn't seem to hear though, instead he gestured. "Here. If you'll both grab one of these plates...." Shrugging, Donny put his hand on one of the plates while Mara hesitated before putting hers on the second at Alan's insistence. "Now what?" she asked. However, just then, both Donny and Mara felt a strange tingling against their palms and then a tingling of what seemed to be static electricity. "So what is this thing?" Mara asked, rolling her eyes slightly. "Another combination alarm clock, toaster oven and hand warmer?" "Nope." Alan answered with a grin. "It's a body swapping machine." "WHAT?" Donny demanded, yanking his hand back as quickly as he could and glaring at Alan, who was laughing. "Really?" Mara gasped. Alan shook his head. "Actually no. Honestly, I don't know what it does." He shrugged at that, looking a little embarrassed. "You know that half the time I don't know what my inventions do until I finish them." "Yeah." Donny nodded, feeling a little relieved. He stared at the machine for a moment, figuring that it had to be another one of Alan's failures, one that didn't do anything noticeable when it was finished. Alan sighed. "Actually, I'm not sure but I think that it's supposed to be a transference device of some sort." He shrugged. "But hey, I just built the thing. How should I know what it does?" They all chuckled at Alan's old and often repeated joke. "Well," Mara glanced at her watch. "I guess we're gonna have to get going if you want to catch your plane." "Guess you're right." Alan sighed. "I just hope that I can sell them my perpetual motion device." "Good luck buddy." Donny told him, gently slapping Alan on the back. "Too bad you haven't been able to build another one though." Alan nodded at that, looking a little disappointed. "At least it'll make a great novelty item if nothing else." Donny grinned, having said similar things about all of Alan's inventions. Several minutes later, they were in the living room, getting ready to leave. Donny picked up one of Alan's bags then grunted in surprise at the weight. "Jeez. What the hell have you got in here? Bricks?" "Actually..." Alan paused for a moment, picking up another bag without much effort, "I believe that one contains my tools." At the same time, Mara grunted and struggled to pick up the third bag. "And what about this one?" she asked sarcastically, giving up her efforts. "This the one with the bricks?" Alan smiled faintly. "Actually, that's the one with my perpetual motion device. Be careful with it." Mara snorted. "Be careful with it? I can barely even lift it." Alan and Donny gave each other a faint smile then went about getting the suitcases into the car. A short while later, they arrived at the airport and said their good-byes. And once Alan's plane had taken off, Mara and Donny started on their way back to drop Mara off at her house. ------------------------------ Donny smiled as he deeply inhaled the delicious scent that was coming from the food he was in the middle of preparing. "Ahhh." He sighed, "Delicious." Then Donny chuckled, adding, "Poor Alan. I get this gourmet meal while he gets airline food. Yuck." For a few minutes, Donny continued fixing his dinner, and then he frowned as e noticed something odd. Curious, Donny held his hands up and stared at his fingers. They weren't quite right though he couldn't tell exactly what it was that was wrong. At least not other than the fact that his fingernails looked longer than he remembered. "Jeez." Donny muttered to himself, "I guess I'm going to have to bite my nails a little more often." Then he chuckled at that for a moment before turning back to the dinner, deciding that his nails weren't long enough to worry about just yet. While he was eating the dinner, Donny kept chuckling at the thought of Alan having to eat the airline food, but then he reminded himself that Alan probably wouldn't even notice it. "That guy'd eat dirt if it was on a plate." Donny told himself with a grin. However, Donny did wish that at least Mara had agreed to eat with him. He would have enjoyed the company of a girl, even if that girl was Mara. Donny smiled faintly to himself, absently wondering when Mara was going to find herself another boyfriend. After all, even though he thought she was too young for him, not to mention just being a friend, she was very cute. Donny sighed, finishing up his dinner and then starting on the dishes. After throwing them into the soapy water, Donny reached for the dishrag and then paused, frowning as he stared at his arm. Was the hair on his arm thinner? It certainly looked like it. "Naw." Donny told himself, feeling a little nervous but not sure why. "Couldn't be." Then shaking his head, Donny tried to ignore the strange nagging in the back of his thoughts that something was seriously wrong. Instead of worrying about what he knew was just his imagination; Donny went back to work on the dishes. -------------------- Mara moaned slightly in relief upon finally reaching her front door. She shook her head as she walked in, wondering if it had really been a great idea to go over to her friend Tina's house after dropping Alan off at the airport over 4 hours earlier. Especially when Tina was in the middle of one of her health kicks and had dragged Mara along for a rather long walk. "That's it." Mara groaned, nodding absently to her mom who was putting the dishes into the dishwasher, "No more exercise for me." Then Mara chuckled, "At least not without a double chocolate ice cream sundae as motivation." She licked her lips at that and then continued towards her bedroom. When Mara had reached her bedroom, she threw herself onto her bed and closed her eyes, taking long slow breaths and enjoying the fact that she didn't have to move. The walk with Tina had left her nearly exhausted. After a short while though, Mara opened her eyes again and grunted as she sat back up, deciding that if she stayed there any longer she'd fall asleep. "A bath." Mara sighed, slowly getting off her bed. "That's what I need." Once she was up, Mara pulled off her shirt, starting to get ready for her bath. However, once she had taken off her shirt she frowned and adjusted her bra. It was loose. Almost as if it was a half cup too large. "Just great." Mara grumbled. "I must have stretched it." She shook her head, and then smiled as she realized that it was just the excuse she needed to go shopping for more. Shrugging, Mara started towards the bathroom, closing once she was inside and then turning on the water. She listened to the sound of the running water with a faint smile, feeling more relaxed as she did so. Then stepped into the scale, which sat behind the door. "What the hell?" Mara gasped out in surprise while staring at the scale. "Ten pounds! I can't have gained ten pounds in just two days." She shook her head and then stared at the scale again. There was no denying that it did indeed say she had gained weight, even accounting for the clothes. "Good God. Maybe I really do need to join Tina more often." Mara stepped off the scale but kept her eye on it as if it was a coiled snake which might strike at her any second. Then after a few more seconds, Mara told herself that the scale was obviously wrong since there was no way she could have gained that much weight so quickly. Feeling a little better after this, Mara glanced back towards the beckoning bathtub and started to undress. When she'd finally taken all of her clothes off, Mara absently ran a hand over her leg and then frowned in surprise. As she looked down, her eyes widened at how hairy they were beginning to look. She was not only surprised but also confused at this since she clearly remembered shaving her legs just that morning. "Shit!" Mara growled, grabbing for her razor and wondering why everything seemed to be going wrong at once. Then with a grimace, Mara climbed into the tub, determined to fix the discrepancy and at the same time, hoping that nothing else would go wrong before the day was through. -------------------- Donny yawned as he flipped through the channels on TV. "Nope." he mumbled, "Seen it. Don't wanna see it." Then after a few more minutes, Donny sighed. "Looks like there's nothing on." For a moment he just sat there, staring at the infomercial that he'd ended up on then shook his head. "I guess I might as well go to bed." As Donny stood up, he felt his pants slip down a little. Curious, he looked down and was surprised to find them a bit looser than they'd normally be. "Must be loosing weight." Donny mumbled, not noticing that the rest of his clothes were slightly loose as well. Without putting any more thought to his clothes, Donny went and locked the door, turned off the TV and started for his bathroom. After reaching for his toothbrush, Donny stared at his reflection in the mirror, frowning slightly at the length of his dark blonde hair. "Jeez." Donny muttered, reaching up and giving it a tug. "I really need a haircut." But there was something else as well though Donny couldn't quite place what it was. With a shrug, He went back to brushing his teeth. When Donny was finished in the bathroom, he turned and started back towards his bedroom, absently scratching at his chest. Donny's chest had been itching for over an hour though he barely thought about it as he stopped scratching and started undressing. Once Donny was down to his underwear, he sat down on his bed, getting ready to slide under the covers. Then Donny noticed something else that was odd. "Jeez." Donny gasped, "What the hell happened to my legs?" He stared at his legs for a moment, barely seeing any hair on them at all. A quick glance confirmed that his arms and chest were the same way. Donny just stared for a moment in disbelief, and then he ran a hand over his legs, confirming that they were indeed a lot smoother than normal. "Damn it." Donny growled to himself. "I bet Mara slipped some Nair into my soap or something." He snorted, becoming sure that this was what had happened. It wouldn't be the first time that she'd played a prank on him, though he couldn't figure out how she'd gotten into his apartment to do it. Then it dawned on him. "She got my keys from Alan." Donny shook his head, and then absently scratched at his chest again, wondering if it was his imagination that it felt puffy. He shrugged, remembering that he still needed to cut his nails though. "In the morning." Donny told himself with a yawn. Then with that, he turned off the light and climbed the rest of the way into bed, thinking that he was still going to have to have a little talk to Mara about the Nair thing too. -------------------- Mara gasped and stared at herself intently in the mirror, looking for anything that had changed. Anything that was different. She squinted and changed position, trying to get a better look at her naked reflection. Something was wrong. She knew it. When Mara had gotten undressed so that she could get ready for bed, she had been more than a little shocked to see that her legs had gotten hairy again. Not quite as hairy as they'd been before she's shaved them for the second time that day, but she could tell that they were getting close. And then of course there was the fact that her clothes had been getting progressively tighter. As soon as she'd tried on some new ones and found that they didn't fit either, she knew that something was seriously wrong. "Oh shit." Mara whispered, gently fingering her breasts. Did they look smaller? She couldn't tell, but she did remember her stretched bra from earlier with a sinking feeling. She looked back into the mirror and frowned, looking for anything else that might have changed. Were her eyebrows just a touch thicker? Her stomach too? She wasn't sure, but she knew that something bad was happening. Turning away from the mirror, Mara went and sat down on her bed, frowning as she tried to figure out what was going on. Of course she knew that it had to be Alan's fault. Whenever anything odd happened around the house, it was always his fault. Him and his inventions. Mara shuddered slightly as she remembered what had happened just a month before. When Alan had tried using his new 'instant suntan' ray on her and had instead turned her 6 inches tall. She'd had to run around the house the size of a Barbie doll for most of the weekend before he'd managed to reverse it. And the first thing that she'd done once she got back to normal was to smash that shrinking ray into a million pieces. "Alan." Mara growled to herself, wondering what the hell he'd done to her this time. She stared at the hair that had been growing on her arms, remembering his latest gizmo from that day. "Damn it." she growled again. Then it dawned on her. "Oh shit. I'm turning into a monkey." But at the same time, Mara knew that it could just as easily be some other kind of animal. Not that it helped any. For the next ten minutes, Mara paced around her room, cursing her absent brother and wishing that he'd at least left some kind of phone number. Once she was through with that, Mara calmed down, reminding herself that Alan had done worse things to her before and had always managed to undo them. But still, that didn't make her feel too much better since she knew Alan wouldn't be back until the day after next. When she finally decided that there was nothing she could do but wait for the moment, Mara went to bed, thinking that she was definitely going to have to have a few words with her brother once he got back home. -------------------- Sitting up from his bed with a grunt, Donny rubbed at his eyes and tried to wake the rest of the way up. After another yawn, he slid out of bed and stumbled towards the bathroom, thinking that a nice shower would help him wake up. "Mornings suck." Donny mumbled to himself, turning on the bathroom sink faucet and splashing his face with cold water. "That's a little better." Donny glanced up at the mirror on his medicine cabinet, frowning as he realized that something was wrong. It took him a moment before it dawned on him just what it was, then he let out a loud gasp of surprise. The first thing that he noticed was the medicine cabinet knob. Normally it was just below eye level, but now it was an inch above his eyes. But as shocking as that was, the reflection that met his eyes surprised him even more. "Oh jeez." Donny squeaked out, reaching up and grabbing at his hair. It had grown more than 4 inches longer during the night and a little thicker. "No way." Donny squeaked, yanking on his hair and finding out that it was painfully real. Donny gulped and stared at his face. It was different too. Softer. Almost girlish. There wasn't even any trace of the usual stubble that he woke up with every morning. Then Donny winced as he remembered Mara's joke from the night before and wondered if there might not be more to the joke than he'd suspected. "Oh no." Donny whispered as he started to examine his body. He had a horrible sinking feeling that only grew worse with every square inch that he saw. The changes were very noticeable. Not only had his hair disappeared from everywhere but his head and crotch, but his skin had turned softer and smoother as well. His waist was a little thinner than normal and his hips seemed a bit wider. There were other changes that were a little more subtle, but still gave Donny the feeling that things had changed a great deal. However, the two greatest changes were in his crotch and his chest. His genitals were smaller than normal. Only half their usual size, which nearly sent him in a panic. The other was the fact that his chest was very soft and swollen. His nipples were much larger than normal as well as a darker color. As much as Donny hated to admit it, even to himself, he was forced to realize that he looked like he had a small pair of breasts. Maybe an A cup at most, but a pair of girl's tits nonetheless. After Donny was finished with his self examination, he looked up and stared at the mirror, feeling completely stunned. "No way." he whispered. "No way in hell." But somehow, he knew that there was a way. And somehow it had found him with a vengeance. Shaking his head, Donny started back towards his bedroom, deciding to try ignoring the changes. Thinking that maybe if he pretended that they weren't there, then maybe they'd go away. Deep inside though, he doubted that this would work, but it was the only choice he could think of at the moment which could help him retain his sanity. And at the same time, a slowly growing voice in the back of Donny's head repeated a single word over and over. "Alan." ------------------------------ "Yuck!" Mara exclaimed after she'd finished examining the changes that had continued to occur in her body during the night. She touched her hair and almost muscular arm, shaking her head as she did so. "I can't believe Alan's turning me into a monkey." However, after having looked in the mirror, Mara was beginning to have doubts about being turned into a monkey. Her body was a lot hairier than normal, but not quite to the level of a monkey's. At least not yet. "Damn it." Mara sighed, standing up and feeling a little wobbly. She cursed for a minute as she walked around her room, trying to get used to the fact that she'd grown 4 inches taller during the night as well as a bit bulkier and more muscular. Mara winced with every step, feeling extremely clumsy and awkward. Even her hips seemed to have changed, no longer feeling quite right when she walked. "I guess I'd better see the damage." she muttered to herself, heading towards the closest mirror. After Mara had taken a long look at herself, she grimaced. Even her face had changed. She looked uglier. Not at all like her normal pretty self. Her eyebrows seemed thicker and her nose a little bigger. Then she ran a hand across her jaw and nearly gagged when she saw how rough it felt. "Good God." she gasped. Mara gulped, then looked down at her breasts which seemed to have shrunk while the rest of her body had grown. She winced at the loss of her beautiful breasts and then looked between her legs again, staring at clitoris which had grown out to nearly two inches long and was starting to look even weirder. "I'm a freak." she said, wincing again at the slightly rougher than normal sound of her voice. For several minutes, Mara started at her changing body with mixed feelings of disgust and curiosity. She didn't doubt that Alan would be able to change her back somehow, though she didn't relish the idea of spending the next day like that until he got back. And possibly longer. Then Mara looked at her face again in the mirror and the hair on her arms. "Oh God." She gasped, suddenly realizing what was happening to her. "I'm not turning into a monkey." She took a deep breath. "I'm turning into some sort of Neanderthal." The idea disgusted her but she still wondered about why her genitals were changing too. Did Neanderthal women all have big clitorises? Mara sighed and then turned towards her closets. She groaned, realizing that none of her own clothes would fit her anymore and that she certainly couldn't walk around naked. Then she thought about what her parents reactions would be if they saw her like that and she didn't like that at all. They'd been pretty accepting of some of Alan's crazy things, but she was afraid that this might be the last straw. Or that it would at least get him in a little trouble. As tempting as that thought was, Mara discounted it for the moment. At least until after she'd gotten him to turn her back to normal. After several minutes of just sitting on her bed and staring at her almost unfamiliar hands, Mara suddenly remembered that she hadn't been the only one to touch Alan's latest invention. "Oh shit." she chuckled, feeling a little better to realize that she might not be the only one in that situation. "I guess I'd better talk to Donny." It didn't take Mara long to realize that even though her own clothes wouldn't fit her anymore, her fathers would. Mara didn't like the idea of wearing guys clothes, but she kept telling herself that it was all she had at the moment. But still, that didn't help with her embarrassment while sneaking into her parents room, getting the clothes and getting dressed. She was even more embarrassed when she left the house, making sure to grab her dad's large brimmed hat before she left. -------------------- When Mara got to Donny's house, she silently berated herself for not calling. For not at least trying to speak to him over the phone. Then she told herself that it was because he might not have recognized her changed voice. Or that if he hadn't changed too, then he might not believe her. But at the same time, Mara knew that they were just rationalizations. That she'd wanted to put off the meeting until she was ready. Or until she could see him face to face. "Here goes nothing." she told herself, glancing around nervously. Mara was beginning to feel paranoid. As if everyone she walked past might point to her and laugh. She big her lip, trying to stay calm and reminding herself that it was only temporary. She hoped. "Besides." She muttered, "It's better than being 6 inches tall." A minute later the door creaked open several inches though Mara still couldn't see Donny. She gulped, suddenly realizing that he MUST have been caught as well. "It's me Donny." Mara said quickly. "Mara. I know what's happening. Alan's making me turn into a Neanderthal too." "Neanderthal?" Mara heard Donny's voice exclaim from the other side of the door, sounding rather surprised and a little higher than normal. "I don't think so." Then the door opened the rest of the way and Mara saw Donny standing there, wearing nothing but his jogging suit. And at that instant, she gasped in surprise, staring not only because she was looking him at eye level for a change, or that his hair was now past his shoulders, but because he had two small but noticeable bumps pushing out from his chest. "Come on in." Donny told her, gesturing. Mara could only stare at him, still somewhat stunned. Donny looked down and then blushed, obviously extremely self conscious. "This really doesn't look anything like I'm turning into a caveman. And I'd guess that you aren't either." Mara just stared, then she blinked a few times before exclaiming. "Oh shit. What did Alan do to us this time?" Donny snorted, gesturing for her to have a seat. "I thought it was rather obvious. At least once I saw these..." Then he grimaced and grabbed hold of his developing breasts. "It looks like I'm turning into a girl, and you..." "I'm turning into a... a... a guy?" Mara stared at her hands with a renewed interest, not sure whether to be relieved or disgusted. "I guess I am turning into a Neanderthal then." Then she shrugged. "Could be worse I guess." "True." Donny chuckled, looking almost relieved. "But just wait until I get my hands on Alan." he held his hands out as if choking someone, which only made Mara chuckle, though she did share the sentiment. "Yeah." Mara added, "Remember when I was 12 and he made my skin green for a week?" They both laughed at that and then continued to share other stories about Alan's inventions, easing their minds and relaxing more as they did so. When they'd finally finished over an hour later, Donny said, "He'll get us back to normal. He always does." They both chuckled and Donny looked down. "I guess we'll probably keep changing until we go all the way..." Donny gave a weak smile and then added, "But maybe we'll both get a chance to see what it's like..." Mara nodded, then with a grin she said, "I know. I mean, I can't believe I'm turning into a guy. I can feel myself getting dumber every minute." Then with that she stood hunched over and did her best Neanderthal impersonation. "Ug. Woman get me beer. Want to watch football. Ug." Donny burst out laughing, and not to be outdone, held his hand out limply and added, "Like totally. But I've just got to like, get to the mall for that shoe sale." Then they both started laughing again. For the next several hours, Donny and Mara continued to talk to each other, lightly joking about what was happening to them since they didn't have any choice but to go through it. At the same time, they both kept a careful watch on each other, looking for the changes that were slowly but surely continuing. And occasionally they would each go into the bathroom to see their own changes for themselves. After staring at the mirror for several minutes, Donny looked back at his crotch, frowning as he did so. "Jeez." he whispered to himself. His testicles were gone completely and his penis was barely there at all. He gulped, nervously touching the small slit that was beginning to open up. "God this is weird." Donny told himself for the thousandth time. Donny stood back up straight and stared at his medicine cabinet, seeing that the knob was just a little higher than his eyes. He'd shrunk even more. But then again, he'd already guessed that just a little earlier when he'd noticed that Mara was nearly three inches taller than he was. With a sigh, Donny tried to ignore his change of height and focus on his face instead. He now had long blonde hair and a very girlish face, though he could still see traces of himself in it. And of his mother. "This gets weirder and weirder." Donny muttered, nervously looking at the C cup breasts which were poking out from his chest. "Definitely weird." Once Donny was through, he went back to the living room and almost smiled to himself to see Mara yanking her pants back up and looking embarrassed. Then he chuckled, shaking his head and knowing exactly how she felt. "You know..." Donny told Mara, "You're really starting to look a lot more like Alan." "I know." Mara answered, blushing brightly. "But you're really starting to look cute." Donny blushed at that, having thought the same thing while seeing his reflection. He was already more than just starting to look cute. His face definitely looked like a girls, but then so did most of his body. There was no doubt in his mind that if he were to walk out in public, he would indeed be thought of as only a girl. "Well," Mara said, glancing at the clock on the wall, "I guess I'd better go." Then Mara chuckled. "I'll see ya later." "Later." Donny told her, sighing to himself and feeling a little envious. Then, just as Mara was about to walk out the door, Donny suddenly burst out. "Do you have any clothes that I can borrow." He blushed badly, feeling embarrassed to actually ask to wear women's clothes. However, he knew that none of his own were likely to fit him at the moment. Mara gave Donny a careful look and then shook her head. "I don't think anything of mine will really fit." She glanced down at the somewhat ill fitting clothes that she was wearing and then grinned. "Then again, my dad's don't really fit me that great either but at least I can still wear them" Then Mara looked thoughtful for a moment and suddenly said, "Actually, I've got a friend who's pretty close to your size. Maybe I can borrow some of her clothes." Donny frowned, still feeling embarrassed but he nodded his agreement. When Mara left a minute later, he watched her, feeling a little jealous. At least she had clothes so that she could go out in public without looking completely ridiculous. As it was, he knew very well that if he were to go out wearing anything that he owned he'd look foolish in the least, and probably feel even worse. Then he let out a sigh and started to take off his jogging suit again, determined to watch the rest of the changes happen very carefully. Part 2 Mara stared at her crotch with mixed feelings. It looked so strange. So different. Her vagina had almost completely sealed up and she now had what was obviously a small penis, though she still hadn't developed any testicles. However, she nervously touched the slowly developing skin flap and knew that it wouldn't be much longer. Not much longer at all. "God this is unbelievable." Mara said aloud, surprising herself again with the obviously male voice that came out. However, it was the voice of a 17 year old boy, not quite as deep as her father's. Then while Mara was putting her pants back on, she suddenly remembered her promise to Donny. "Oh shit." Mara muttered, not at all sure that she wanted to face Tina at that moment. Not while looking like a guy. The idea made Mara blush in embarrassment. But then after she thought about it, Mara smiled, beginning to think that it might be interesting to see what Tina would say. "Why not?" Mara asked herself as she started for the door. "After all, a promise is a promise." In spite of her earlier determination, Mara took her time going to Tina's house. She felt nervous at the thought of seeing Tina, wondering what she'd say. How she'd explain why she was suddenly a guy. Mara knew that Tina was fully aware of her brother's odd hobby, but that didn't mean that Tina would accept the results of it very well. But still, Mara knew that she had to see Tina. To find out for herself, one way or another. When Mara finally arrived at Tina's house, she stood just outside the door, glancing around nervously. Then she absently scratched at an itch between her legs, yanking her hand back violently when she realized what she'd just been doing. "Jesus H. Christ!" Mara gasped, "I'm acting like a guy already." She sneered at that but couldn't help noticing that she'd felt a bulge there while scratching. One that felt rather strange to her, making her realize just how close to being finished she had to be if she wasn't already. Fighting the urge to find a hidden spot and see for herself, Tara turned her attention back to the door and knocked. "Come on." The door opened a minute later and Tina's face poked out, staring at Mara for a moment and looking a little confused. "Do I know you?" Tina demanded, barely within civil tones. Mara gulped. "You sure do." Then she forced a smile. "Take a close look at my face." Tina stared at Mara's face for a few seconds and then shook her head. "You look real familiar, but I don't remember seeing you before. Are you in one of my classes?" "Nope." Mara chuckled. "It's me... Mara." When Tina looked at her in disbelief, obviously about to say something rude, Mara suddenly added, "Alan did this to me. You remember his crazy inventions?" At that, Tina's eyes widened in surprise though she still didn't seem convinced. "You do look sort of like Mara, but... Prove it." Tina dared. "All right." Mara sighed, frowning as she tried to think of something she could use. Then it came to her. "Remember when you had that crush on Mike Dremmel and pretended to be a smoker to get his attention, but then when you tried it in front of him you got sick?" "Mara?" Tina gasped, blushing but looking stunned at the same time. "Is that really you?" Once Mara assured her that it was, Tina gestured frantically, "Come in. What the hell happened?" Mara smiled faintly as she went inside, amazed at just how small her best friend seemed all of a sudden. Tina was normally an inch taller than her, but was now almost 5 inches shorter. Tina obviously noticed that as well since she kept glancing up at Mara almost nervously. Once they reached Tina's bedroom, Tina suddenly demanded. "You've gotta tell me everything. How did you...?" She gestured at Mara. Chuckling, Mara sat down and then proceeded to tell Tina about what had happened. "And Alan won't even be home until tomorrow morning so I'm stuck like this until then." She frowned slightly then added, "Maybe longer." "Wow." Tina said, then let out a whistle to show how impressed she was. "And is it all the way? I mean really?" When Mara blushed but nodded yes, Tina insisted, "No way. Prove it." Mara sighed, feeling embarrassed to even consider it, but then again she and Tina had seen each other naked plenty of times. "All right." Mara told her. "But you have to promise not to laugh." "I promise." Tina said quickly though she had a mischievous smile and was noticeably holding her hands behind her back. With a snort, Mara started undressing anyway. She felt extremely self conscious as she pulled off her pants and stood there in front of Tina while nearly naked. "See." she said, glancing down towards her crotch. But at the same time, Mara couldn't help but noticing that it was definitely a lot bigger than the last time she'd looked at it. Then frowning, she bent over and was almost surprised to see that there was no longer any trace of her former gender. Her crotch looked perfectly normal... for a boy. "Wow." Tina gasped. "Is that like, real?" "NO." Mara answered sarcastically. "It's a strap on dildo that got stuck." "Can I touch it?" Tina asked, but before Mara could even consider an answer, the other girl had already grabbed hold firmly. "Wow." "Wow is right." Mara whispered, surprised when her new equipment started to get hard and stick out. "God this feels weird." Tina nodded emphatically, not bothering to remove her hands. "I'll bet." Mara stared at her erection, thinking about how good it felt. Especially with Tina holding it like that. The idea seemed somewhat hilarious to her, but she somehow managed to keep from laughing out loud. Then Tina looked at Mara nervously. "So..." She gulped, "You wanna try it out?" "Try it out?" Mara echoed stupidly. Then she realized what Tina meant and gasped. "You mean with you?" Tina nodded, blushing badly. "Sure. I mean, you're really a girl and all so it wouldn't that much different from when we used to practice kissing on each other." Mara thought that there was quite a bit of difference, but in spite of herself she continued to think about it and felt herself getting even more excited. Then Mara gently moved a lock of brunette hair out Tina's face from where it had slipped. "OK." Mara whispered, bending over to try giving Tina a kiss. Kissing Tina felt rather strange for Mara but at the same time... good. It was quite a bit different from when they used to try practicing on each other several years earlier. Her new hormones certainly made sure of that and she found herself wanting more and more to stick her new penis inside of Tina. Then grinning to herself, Mara gestured to the bed and saw Tina nod only slightly before moving towards it. Ten minutes later, Mara sat up in the bed next to Tina, silently pouting to herself. "I'm sorry." Mara repeated again, blushing brightly in embarrassment. "I never realized how hard it was for guys to hold back." Tina snorted. "All right Mr. Speedy." Then Tina grinned. "Sorry. I know it wasn't really all your fault, but I'm still a little disappointed. I mean, I wanted go for a little longer." Mara blushed again, staring at her soft new equipment with some embarrassment. Then she excused herself and got up to go get herself cleaned off. And even though she didn't really watch, she was aware of Tina beginning to finger herself to try finishing the job. Somehow, it made Mara feel even more embarrassed. Eventually Tina had finished and gotten cleaned up herself. Mara and Tina sat next to each other, both feeling a little embarrassed about the sudden change in their friendship but Mara at least didn't regret doing it and from the look on Tina's face, she guessed that Tina didn't either. "Oh God." Mara gasped, "I almost forgot why I'd come over." She smiled slightly at Tina and then continued. "I need to borrow some of your clothes." "My clothes?" Tina echoed in surprise. "I really don't think any of mine are gonna fit you." Mara chuckled. "No silly. Not for me. For Donny." Tina frowned. "Donny?" "You know," Mara said in exasperation, "Alan's friend. You've met him." "Yeah," Tina nodded, "I remember him." Then Mara let out a sigh. "Donny was with me when this happened," she gestured down at herself and frowned, "and now he needs a bra. He's about your size too." She giggled at that while Tina just stared in surprise. "Wow." Tina finally said though she also started giggling. "All right then. I guess he can borrow some of my stuff." And with that Tina got up to get some clothes. A short while later, Mara held a plastic bag in her hand that was full of Tina's clothes. "Thanks." she told Tina, "I appreciate this." Then Mara chuckled. "And I think Donny might too." "And he's really a girl?" Tina asked again, shaking her head in disbelief. "Weird." Mara agreed completely. "Well, I've gotta get going." Mara told her, glancing at the clock. "Donny's probably still waiting for me." Then standing up, Mara smiled at Tina. "This was definitely strange, but thanks." Mara blushed at that and then gave Tina a quick hug before hurrying out the door. -------------------- Donny grimaced as he stared at how tight his jogging suit had become across his chest. And though he certainly would have enjoyed seeing such generous breasts on any girl that he ran into, he wasn't quite as thrilled about having them on himself. Especially not when the rest of his body matched them so well. "Well, I guess it's better than being an ugly chick." Donny told himself, trying to smile as he did. With that, Donny smirked slightly and once again stripped his clothes off, just as he'd done every twenty minutes or so since Mara had left. He ran a hand over his body, whistling as he did so. He couldn't help but feel impressed with how well he looked, even though he knew that he still wasn't quite supermodel material. "At least this is interesting." Donny mused as he stared at his very girlish looking crotch. There was no sign remaining that he was really a guy. He couldn't resist examining it again. After all he told himself, when else would he get a chance to try finding a girls G spot? Besides, he had to admit that it felt pretty damn good as well. After Donny had played with himself for awhile, once again delighting in the strong new feelings coming from his body, he sat still and smiled, wondering if perhaps it wasn't so bad to be turned into a woman for a couple days. But just as long as it wasn't any longer. Still savoring the afterglow, Donny strolled over the nearest mirror and once again looked at the pretty blonde girl that stared back, barely able to believe that this girl was him. "Hot damn." Donny muttered, automatically posing for himself much like he'd seen girls in various magazines do. "Hi there handsome." Donny said in his most seductive voice, getting turned on by it again but then bursting into laughter. "Jeez this is freaky." Donny stared at his reflection for another moment and then looked back to his generous breasts. He traced them with his finger, especially his enlargened nipples, which he'd earlier discovered were much, much more sensitive than normal. Then Donny just stared at his hands. At is feminine looking fingers with the long nails. "Jeez." Donny whispered to himself. Then he suddenly grinned, beginning to have an idea. Without a word, Donny rushed to the closet where he'd stored his camera and then strolled back into his living room. He smirked to himself as he set the timer and then positioned the camera on top of his bookshelf, proudly exclaiming. "That should do it." And a few seconds later, Donny had positioned himself in front of the camera in a sexy pose, determined to at least make some very interesting photos for after he got turned back. After taking several pictures, Donny was suddenly interrupted by a loud insistent knocking from the front door. "Oh shit." he gasped, frantically grabbing for the camera and then running to where he'd left the jogging suit. He yelled out, "Just a minute!" Then Donny fumbled, trying to get his clothes back on as quickly as he could. "HOLD YOUR GOD DAMN HORSES!" Donny yelled out, beginning to get annoyed with the loud knocking. A minute later, Donny almost yanked the door open, not considering that the person on the other side might not recognize him. Then he froze, having to look up to see Mara's grinning face. "Hiya Donny." Mara exclaimed, not waiting for any response before stepping past Donny. "I brought you some clothes." "Um..." Donny blushed, glancing down at his feet. "Thanks." "No problemo." Mara answered, handing the bag of clothes over to Donny. "If you need any help with the bra, just let me know." Donny just shook his head and silently went into his bedroom to get dressed. He grimaced at the clothes Mara had brought him but knew that it was that or the jogging suit, and he was really getting tired of that. Donny hated having to put someone else's panties on, but they were better than nothing. The pants were a little too tight for his comfort as well, but at least they fit. However, when he got to the bra, Donny winced, hesitating for a minute and then trying to put it on. "Damn it." Donny growled after his third attempt to put on the bra failed. He glanced back towards the living room, knowing that Mara would be more than willing to help him, but he absolutely refused to let himself as for her help. "No way in hell." he told himself, knowing that if she did help him, he'd never hear the end of it. Hell, he might not ever hear the end of it anyways. After several more attempts, Donny finally got the bra on. It was more than just a little snug, almost pinching him. Donny was sorely tempted to do without the damn thing, but then he looked at the white shirt that Mara had brought and knew without a doubt that any lack of a bra would be extremely noticeable through it. With a sigh, he put on the shirt and borrowed shoes before returning to the living room. "What do you think?" Donny asked, doing a quick pirouette for Mara. "Not bad." Mara grinned back, "Not bad at all, but you could be a lot better with a little work." Donny snorted. "Thanks a lot." Ignoring the sarcasm, Mara answered, "You're welcome." Then a moment later, she added, "I'm getting pretty hungry. Why don't we go out and get something to eat?" Donny frowned, thinking about it for a moment. He felt a little nervous even considering it. Going out in public as a girl. The idea was embarrassing, but then again, that was the whole reason that he'd wanted Mara to get him some clothes in the first place. So that he could leave his house. And besides, Donny asked himself, how could he possibly pass up a once in a lifetime experience like that? With his mind made up, Donny answered, "Sure. Let's go." Mara almost seemed surprised at his answer but she quickly hid it as they started towards the door together. -------------------- After Donny had returned home from dinner, he glanced back at Mara who was following close behind him and chuckled. "Well, that was definitely different." "I'll bet." Mara agreed, laughing herself. "I can't believe how well you took getting hit on." Donny shrugged. "I guess you girls have to go through that all the time. It gave me a new appreciation for cheap pickup lines too." He shook his head, hardly able to believe that while they'd been eating one of the other customers had come up to him with the old 'Don't I know you from somewhere...' line. "Well, I guess it was better than him asking what my sign was." "Yeah." Mara said, "But you didn't even get mad at him like I thought you would have. You handled that almost like a real girl." "I've been on the other end of that kind of thing." Donny admitted, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "But enough about that. What do you think Alan's gonna say when he finds out about this?" "Probably... Oops!" Mara answered with a chuckle. "You know, that was about all he said after shrinking me." Donny chuckled at that, knowing that Mara was probably right. He'd seen more than enough of Alan's mistakes and heard 'oops' enough times to last him a lifetime. For the next hour, Donny and Mara continued to talk about their situation, each of them still somewhat amazed, not only at their own changes but each others as well. Donny could scarcely believe that the tall 17 year old boy was actually Mara, his best friend's sister. And Mara had a hard time thinking of the short and bosomy blonde woman as being the Same Donny that she used to have a crush on. And in some ways... still did. Mara stared at Donny, blushing as she realized that she'd become hard again. She squirmed uncomfortably in her seat, embarrassed about her erection and praying that Donny didn't notice it. She was sure that he'd seen her bulge a couple times, but he didn't say anything, much to her relief. Then Mara remembered what had happened earlier with Tina, gulping as she did so. She looked over at Donny couldn't help but wondering. Then finally, Mara coughed. "Um... Donny," Mara started hesitantly, "Aren't you like, curious about what it's like?" She blushed furiously at that. "What?" Donny asked, looking at Mara with a confused expression. "What are you talking about?" "I mean," Mara gulped, "aren't you just a little bit curious about what it would be like to... well, you know? Have sex as a girl?" Donny sputtered at that, not sure if he'd heard right. "Say what?" When Mara repeated her question, Donny shook his head, jumping to his feet. "Jeez Mara, isn't that going a little far?" Mara gulped, standing up herself. She took a careful step towards Donny, suddenly remembering how she'd secretly had a bit of a crush on him for a long time. But he'd always been nothing more than a big brother type to her. Treating her as a friend and nothing more. She'd even been a little intimidated by him, afraid that he would think she was only a kid and reject her. But she silently took strength from the fact that she was now the man, not him. She was bigger and stronger. She felt confident enough to finally express her emotions. "Please." Mara whispered. "I've liked you for a long time. I mean... really liked you." She blushed at that, taking another step towards Donny. "And aren't you just a little curious about how it would feel like this?" Then with that, Mara threw her arms around Donny, grasping him firmly in a hug and pressing her lips against his for a kiss. Donny was obviously startled by this turn of events and tried to struggle for a moment, though much to Mara's relief, he began kissing back. "Wow." Donny said when they pulled apart. He absently rubbed at his chest, blushing at the realization of how hard they were. Of how wet he was further down. The memory of how great it had felt to play with himself filled his mind but he wasn't sure that he was ready for the next step. "I can't." Donny told her. "Not now. Not yet." "But..." Mara started, obviously looking a little hurt. Donny gulped, fighting with his own growing desires. "I like you too." Donny admitted, "But I never thought that..." He took a deep breath. "This is too much. I really have to think about this." When Mara tried protesting again, Donny gently put a finger up to her lips and whispered, "Shhhh. I don't want to do something that we might regret later. Not yet at least." Mara nodded, then whispered, "I'm sorry. I'd better be going then." She frowned, then started towards the door, picking up her dad's coat and jacket as she left and feeling rather depressed and embarrassed. Sadly, she said goodbye, then started towards home, barely able to wait to talk to Alan and get things back to normal. Once Mara had left, Donny wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out the breath that he'd been holding. He felt a surge of mixed emotions as he stared at the door, not sure whether he felt more nervous about what he would have done if Mara had been more insistent and almost disappointed that she hadn't. He couldn't believe how much he was tempted by her. By his best friend's sister. Especially not when she was currently a guy. But tempted he was. Shaking his head, Donny muttered to himself, "Jeez, that was close." Then he started moving towards the bedroom, absently rubbing at his nipples and knowing that he was going to have to work for awhile to get rid of all of his sexual frustration. Just before closing the door behind himself, he said, "Damn, I wish I had a vibrator." -------------------- Mara glanced over at Donny, blushing slightly as she remembered the way she'd practically thrown herself at him the night before. She didn't blame him, knowing that it had been a really strange situation. But still, she couldn't help but being a little disappointed. "Are you sure that this is the right plane?" Mara asked for the third time, glancing nervously around the other people standing around in the airport. "Yes, I'm sure." Donny answered, smiling faintly at her impatience. "He'll be here soon enough." He blushed slightly after looking at Mara, still a little surprised to have found out how she felt about him the night before but refusing to show it. People continued to pour out from the airplane gate while Donny and Mara watched nervously, looking for any sign of Alan but not yet seeing him. "Where is he?" Donny muttered to himself, not bothering to take his eyes off of the plane exit. Then Mara suddenly yelped, "There he is." She pointed over to the entrance and Donny smiled, seeing Alan's head sticking out above several other passengers. "What are we going to tell him?" She flashed a nervous look at Donny, who hadn't yet taken his eyes off of Alan. After a moment, Donny said, "Let's go find out." Then Donny started walking towards Alan and Mara followed close behind. When they got closer to Alan, they saw that he was looking around, obviously trying to find them. Alan even looked right at Donny and Mara without a flicker of recognition. Mara grinned at that and then stepped right in front of Alan. "Hey Alan." Mara said with a grin. Alan stopped where he was and stared at Mara with a confused look. "Do I know you?" he asked hesitantly. Mara chuckled, trying without any success to keep a straight face. "Don't tell me that you don't recognize your own brother." "Brother?" Alan asked, frowning and looking confused. "Who the hell are you? I don't have a brother." "You do now." Donny suddenly interrupted, stepping into view and finding it uncomfortable how large Alan was compared to him. "It's me. Donny." "Donny?" Alan echoed, his eyes growing wider in surprise. He stared at Donny intently for a moment, obviously skeptical but not too much so since he'd seen a large number of strange things. "Mara?" He asked hesitantly. "Bingo." Mara said excitedly, slapping Alan on the back. "So how'd your trip go? Did you sell your thingamabob?" Alan took a slow deep breath, then calmly answered. "Actually, yes. They didn't believe that it was real but after their failed attempts to understand how the perpetual motion was being simulated, they agreed to buy it just so that they could try figuring it out." Then Alan let out a low chuckle before once again looking at his sister rather oddly. "Cool." Donny answered, "But as you can see, we do have a little problem." With a faint nod, Alan asked, "What happened?" "Your new doohickey." Mara snorted in disgust. "At least that's what we think caused it." "No way." Alan gasped, grinning slightly at the realization his invention did indeed do something. Donny snorted. "Way." Alan shook his head, frowning thoughtfully while they slowly started walking through the airport. "Fascinating. Tell me everything." Mara and Donny glanced and each other and then quickly averted their eyes. Both blushed badly, feeling extremely embarrassed as they took turns telling about their last two days. However, neither of them mentioned the more embarrassing and personal incidents. They continued talking for the rest of the trip home. -------------------- Donny absently shifted his weight from one foot to the other and back again, his eyes locked firmly on the doohickey as Mara had named it. The device that had caused their strange transformations. "Well?" Mara demanded impatiently, crossing her arms in front of her chest and glaring at Alan. "What happened? Can you turn us back?" Alan looked away from the microscope that he'd been studying and glanced once more at his latest invention. "Actually," Alan said slowly, "I was right. It is a transference device of sorts." "Of sorts?" Mara snorted. Donny chuckled. "Let him talk." Mara suddenly looked embarrassed and made an exaggerated motion of zipping her mouth shut. "Well," Alan continued, "It seems that it transferred some chromosomes between the two of you. Specifically, it exchanged an X chromosome for a Y chromosome." "Well that certainly makes sense." Mara said sarcastically, already forgetting her silent promise to remain quiet. Donny however silently thought about it. Something about that didn't seem quite right, then it dawned on him what it was. "How would changing chromosomes explain my hair suddenly getting longer and my fingernails growing, and of course Mara's hair getting shorter?" Alan just shrugged. "I know that it does transfer X and Y chromosomes, but I'm not really sure about the rest. Maybe it transferred something else that causes physical masculinity and femininity as well." "Just great." Mara mumbled. "I just hope you can get us back to normal." She looked almost like she was going to pout for a moment as she added, "It's kind of interesting being a guy, but I don't want to stay one all the time. I've got a whole bunch of new clothes last week and I'll be damned if I'm going to let them go to waste." Then at that she started to look more determined. Shaking his head, Donny grinned. "It's been interesting, but can you change us back?" "I think so." Alan answered. "Just touch the plates like before and I'll turn it on again. Hopefully it'll swap your chromosomes back." "Hopefully?" Mara snorted. "Isn't that sort of like...." But before Mara could finish the sentence, she felt a sharp pain on her foot and let out a yelp. Then she saw that it was Donny who had painfully stomped on her foot. "The longer you talk the longer we stay like this." Donny told her with a grin. "Now let's do it." With that, Donny put his hand on the plate and after a moments hesitation, Mara put hers on the other. "Well?" She demanded. But then she felt it. The static shock and tingling against her palms which she remembered from before. After a moment, she pulled her hand away and stared at it. "I'm still a guy..." she gasped. Alan shook his head. "You told me that it took a day for you to change in the first place. Why do you think that you're going to change back any quicker?" Donny just chuckled, feeling a little disappointed himself. "Well, she told me that she was feeling a lot stupider than normal so I guess this just proves it." Mara glared at him for a moment but then started laughing as well. "I guess so." Then she added, "But you know, sometimes it gets really annoying to have a mad scientist in training for a brother." "Who says I'm in training?" Alan responded with mock hurt in his voice. Then he grinned. "Not much more I can do for now, but I'm pretty sure that this'll have you both back to normal. By sometime tomorrow at least." He grinned. "You know, I always wondered what it would be like to have a brother instead of a bratty sister." "Well," Donny grinned, "After we finish changing back, maybe YOU can try being the sister." Alan's eyes went wide at that and he stepped back. "Oh no you don't." But Donny could tell from the interested look in his eyes that he was at least considering it. But then Alan grinned. "Now that you're a girl Donny, why don't you come out to dinner with me tonight while you still can?" He chuckled at that, giving Donny a look that made him blush. Donny shook his head, smiling as he did so. "Sorry man, but I've already got a date." "Really?" Alan and Mara both gasped in surprise. "Sure." Donny said, gently grabbing hold of Mara's hand and adding, "If Mara here is willing that is." "Me?" She gasped. "Who else?" Donny chuckled. "I certainly don't plan on dating Alan, even if I do look like a girl at the moment." Then he quietly whispered to her, "I don't plan on going any further than last night, but then again who knows." And after a moments pause, he added, "Besides, I was wondering if you might like to go out to dinner with me tomorrow night too. After we get changed back that is." Alan just stood there, obviously surprised by the latest turn of events. Mara looked rather stunned as well though she quickly recovered and grinned excitedly at Donny. "I think I'd like that." "Talk to you later man." Donny told Alan, already holding Mara's hand and walking towards the door with her. They paused for a quick kiss then glanced back at Alan and Donny added, "Don't worry, I'll get your brother home early." Then with that, Donny and Mara both laughed as they walked out the door, each of them silently thinking to themselves that once they got back to normal, they were definitely going to have to try the transference device out again. For a long moment, Alan just stood there, staring at them and then glancing back at his device. He'd been rather proud of his device, especially once he found out what it could do. But he just couldn't understand what had happened with Mara and Donny. Shaking his head, Alan picked up a screwdriver and scratched behind his ear before going to work on his next project, even though he still wasn't sure about what it was. Pausing for a moment, he glanced back towards the door one more time and muttered, "Man those two are weird." Then with that, Alan shook his head again and went back to work. THE END