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Amy reached from beneath the sheets and groped around clumsily for her
alarm clock as it beeped cheerily on her bedside table and knocked it
to the floor. As her hand slid from the nightstand, following the clock
to its doom, she let her arm hang lazily from the side of the bed. As
she slowly rolled over onto her stomach she felt something squashing
against her upper thighs. Something hard. Warm and damp, it pressed
against her skin, bunching her panties to one side and making things
highly uncomfortable.
Rolling onto her back, she lifted the sheets as she slowly sat up on
her pillows, throwing them off altogether as she took a closer look at
this new development. Even though her pajama bottoms were loose fitting
they had somehow been drawn snug in the left leg especially in the
region of her upper thigh giving her the appearance of having a
hideously misshapen leg. Whatever was down there was easily as long as
her forearm and as thick as her wrist. But never the less it was still
highly uncomfortable stretching her pajama leg almost to bursting.
Gingerly she reached into her waistband and tried to estimate how best
to extricate this thing from her person even though she knew that it
was firmly attached to her groin. Her head swam for a moment as she
felt something small and fleshly getting squeezed slightly. Quickly
removing her hand she undid the slacks of her panamas. A slight moan
escaped her lips as she slid the waistband of her panties along the
length of her newly developed flesh
"No wonder men enjoy wearing silk so much." she thought idly as her
newly developed flesh sprang free of its confines.
"Oh my God!" she almost screamed as she got her first good look at her
newly developed flesh.
It glistened. But not from sweat. There were splotches of blood and
patches of drying fatty tissue all along the length and behind it all a
thin slimy substance that told her that this thing had come from inside
her body. There had been no warning signs except for the odd paunch she
had strangely developed as a teenager and then there were the cramps
but she just chalked those up to her periods. But now. As she lay
sitting up in bed she realized she now had questions she had no answers
to. A lot of people had a lot of explaining to do. The doctors. Her
parents. Especially her parents. It made her sick to think that no one
had even bothered to tell her about herself except to say that she had
been born a girl and that was it. But that wasn't it. She ran her
fingers over the dried blood and fat that covered her appendage and
sighed, then almost gasped as she felt her own fingers despite the thin
crust of dead tissue. The sensation was sharp and raw edged causing her
to twitch involuntarily.
"Oh God!" she thought, quickly removing her hand.
Even though she was now burning with curiosity, Amy was loath to
explore. Instead she kicked her pajama bottoms off along with her
panties and rolled out of bed. Stuffing her size fours into a pair of
fluffies she stood and made her way across the room to the en suite
bathroom, shedding her pajama top and bra as she went, her appendage
swaying slightly with each step.
Studying her reflection in the full-length bathroom mirror Amy gave
herself a long, slow once over stopping at her crotch. Her appendage
stuck out obscenely from just above her pussy with a slight pouch at
the base and an extreme upward curve with the tip pointing towards the
ceiling.
"Let's not kid ourselves here." she began, looking down at her
appendage.
"You may be a part of my body, but there is no way in Hell that you are
staying." she added, pointing towards the mirror and her groin in
particular.
"But since you're already here at least let's get you cleaned up shall
we."
Stepping into the shower Amy turned the hot water on yelping in fright
as the water immediately made contact with her new appendage. In her
raw edged state that brief moment of contact felt almost like an
electric shock.
She leaned against the shower wall recovering from the initial shock as
the hot water slowly filled the bathroom with steam.
"God!" she thought.
"If it's gonna feel like that every time I take a shower why bother."
Reaching for the spigot, she quickly reduced the high speed blast to a
steady dribble and mixed in the cold water before lathering up the
sponge with shower gel.
It took a while for Amy to gently scrub the dead tissue from her
appendage as she showered but once it was done she was immediately
faced with the problem of cleaning the sponge. Even though much of the
dead crust had been cleared away a lot of it had stubbornly clung to
the sponge which meant that no more showering could be done until it
was taken care of. While cleaning the sponge, however, she became aware
of a slight burning sensation emanating from her appendage. It felt as
if a passage was being opened up after being blocked off for an
eternity and along with it a dull ache she hadn't noticed when she woke
up because her body had desensitized itself out of shock. But now as
she stood in the shower she felt something wanting to break free in the
worst way.
Amy looked down at her appendage as she felt it quiver slightly, then
convulse as blood and fat was forcibly ejected from the tip. She
recoiled at the sight almost falling over in the bathtub as urine shot
up against the shower tiles. A long shuddering groan escaped Amy's
throat as she felt herself pee as if she hadn't done so in years. The
flow was so strong and so heavy that she couldn't stop it even if she
wanted to, but along with the flow came an odd shrinking sensation.
Looking down at her appendage she noticed that it was slowly losing its
earlier rigidity as the pressure inside was relieved. She just stood
there watching as the non-stop flow of urine slowly made its way down
the tiles the pressure inside her appendage reducing slowly. Then.
After what seemed like several minutes, the flow finally petered out
with only a few short bursts to expel the remaining globs still trapped
inside her urinary tract.
"God." Amy thought, sighing in relief, feeling as if the world had just
been removed from her shoulders.
"I haven't pissed like that in years."
Looking down at herself, Amy noticed with some dismay that her
appendage had lost all of its rigidity and now hung like a deflated
balloon between her thighs. Shaking her head slowly, she gingerly went
back to the task at hand. Namely cleaning her shower sponge so she
could resume her shower. She giggled slightly as she realized that she
would now have to start all over again.
***
After several minutes trying to clean the gunk from her sponge and
finally taking a second shower, Amy emerged from the bathroom feeling
both awkward and frustrated. As she sat down on the bed toweling
herself dry she glanced down at her new arrival and found herself
wondering what had gone so horribly wrong. Realizing that she had no
answers she continued to towel herself off. Pausing as she toweled her
long golden tresses, Amy glanced at the phone on her nightstand, then
back at her groin.
"Doctor Calvin Markson. You've got a lot of explaining to do." she
said, as she picked up the phone and dialed the number.
She waited patiently as the phone on the other end of the line rang
briefly before being finally picked up.
"Doctor Markson's Surgery." a cheerful voice beamed over the line.
"May I help you?"
"Hi." Amy returned cheerfully. "Amy Danvers here. Is the doctor in this
morning?"
"You're a little early this morning, Miss Danvers." the voice returned
flatly. "I'm afraid Doctor Markson hasn't arrived yet. Can I take a
message?"
Amy thought for a moment before replying. "Sure. Why not?" she replied.
"Tell the doctor that Amy Danvers called. And that I need to see him
the moment he steps through the door. Got that?" She could hear a pen
scratching on paper on the other end.
"Yes I have it here." the voice replied, after a moment.
"Tell doctor that a patient called wishing to see him straight away."
the voice added, abbreviating what Amy had instructed.
"Is that alright?"
"Close enough." Amy replied.
"Alright then. I'll see that he gets the message. Good day." the voice
returned.
Amy could smell a smile over the line.
"Thanks." she returned.
She waited for the other phone to hung up before returning her own
phone to its cradle.
***
Doctor Calvin Markson was just turning onto the freeway when his mobile
phone suddenly lit up then began chirping loudly over the sound of the
V-6 engine. He pressed the answer key on the keypad to silence the
alarm.
"Hello?" he began as he pulled over to the soft shoulder.
"Hi Calvin." the voice on the other end returned.
"Oh, hi Amy." the doctor returned smiling slightly. "What can I do for
ya?"
"I need to see you right away." Amy's voice returned. "Can you make
it?"
"I'm on my to the office right now." the doctor replied. "Why don't you
meet me there?"
"I can't." Amy replied. "I need you to come over right away."
Calvin could almost detect a hint of agitation in Amy's voice as she
spoke but he couldn't be certain as to what could've gotten her that
way.
"Okay. I'm on my way." he returned disconnecting the call and resuming
his commute.
***
Having showered and put on a T-shirt and her baggiest sweatpants, Amy
sat at the breakfast counter having breakfast and reading the morning
paper as she awaited the doctor's arrival. She'd placed her blonde
locks into a ponytail and didn't bother to apply any makeup as she had
decided that she wasn't going to work and had called in sick. Her boss
had expressed sympathy and had told her to take the week off. What she
hadn't told her was that she might not be coming backing to work. As of
this morning Amy was not sure what she was. Her doctor and parents
would do have to explain things. But first, the good doctor would spill
his guts to her then she would call her parents for their explanation.
She looked up as the doorbell chimed. Looking out the kitchen window
she saw the doctor's car parked in the driveway a dark smile crossing
her face.
"You son of a bitch." She began as the doctor stepped into the foyer.
"How could you have lied to me all these years?"
"Lied to you how, Amy?" the doctor replied, confused by the apparent
accusation.
"Don't play dumb with me doctor Calvin Markson." Amy spat angrily. "You
know very well what I'm talking about."
Closing the door behind him the doctor took Amy by the arm and made his
way into the lounge.
"Now. If you would kindly explain what is going on here, then maybe I
might be more able to help you Amelia Svensen." the doctor returned,
addressing Amy by her given name and forcing her to take a seat.
"It's better if I show you." Amy returned getting to her feet and
pushing her sweats down.
The doctor's jaw fell several inches as he saw the growth between Amy's
thighs.
"I think that this is something you should discuss with your parents
Amelia." he finally managed.
"I want to hear it from you first." Amy returned, tears stinging her
eyes. "What am I, doctor?"
The doctor was lost for words. He knew that Amy wanted answers but
those answers weren't so easily forthcoming after being buried for
almost thirty years.
"Do you remember those abdominal cramps you complained about as
teenager?" he asked finally taking a seat on the sofa.
"Yes. But I still get them at the start of my periods." Amy replied
sitting beside the doctor. "What has that got to do with anything?"
"Well they weren't just cramps." the doctor returned trying to maintain
his professionalism, but tears were already stinging his eyes as he
spoke. "If you recall I took some x-rays that day."
Amy giggled slightly at the recollection.
"I wondered if I was the only girl to have her x-rays taken for simple
period cramps or if every girl had to go through that as well."
"That was our little private joke wasn't it?" the doctor replied,
smiling in spite of himself. "Anyway when I first began studying those
x-rays I saw this growth at the very end of your urinary tract and
immediately thought it was a tumor."
At this point, Amy's hand flew to her mouth in shock.
"And you came to our house to tell my parents." she said softly before
the doctor could continue.
"Yes." the doctor replied.
"Which was why I'd been sent out into the backyard to play with my
older brother." Again the tears stung her eyes.
"You have to understand that at the time we wanted to protect you -"
"Protect me?" Amy echoed angrily. "Protect me from what? My own
mortality?"
Amy got to her feet and kicked off her sweats as she strode over to the
lounge window to weep in as much solitude as possible. Looking down at
the growth between her thighs she turned to the doctor, the tears
flowing freely now as she spoke.
"You wanted to protect me. But it wasn't to be from my own mortality.
You wanted to protect me from this thing." she spat indicating the
growth. She didn't want to touch it remembering what had happened
earlier that morning in bed.
"Amelia." the doctor began. "You have to understand that it was also
for your own good."
"That makes me feel a whole lot better." Amy returned sardonically as
she sat in an armchair twisting herself so that she could see out the
window.
"At the time we weren't sure what it was you had so I naturally assumed
the growth to be some extremely rare form of cancer-"
"Which explains the yearly visits to your office." Amy returned before
the doctor could finish. She straightened herself to look at the
doctor. "As it turned out it wasn't a form of cancer at all but a
penis."
"Yes Amelia." the doctor smiled noting Amy's shocked expression. "You
may've been born a girl but there was a male reproductive organ growing
inside of you all these years." he finished throwing Amy her sweats.
"Why don't you come to see me tomorrow at the office?" the doctor
asked, reaching into his jacket for his palmtop.
"Is four o' clock okay?" he asked marking an empty slot on the screen.
Amy nodded as she watched the doctor make the appointment then replace
the small pocket computer.
"We can carry out a more detailed examination and discuss what you plan
to do." he added. "Besides. There are some things you need to see." he
finished as he got to his feet. "I'll see myself out." Doctor Calvin
said making his way to the lounge door.
Amy nodded, as she watched the doctor leave. She heard the front door
open then close then another door opened and was slammed shut. Only
after she heard the sound of a car engine being turned over did she get
up from the armchair and make her way into the kitchen. Standing by the
window she watched as the doctor drove away. Turning away she made her
way back to the lounge where she put her sweats back on and slumped
down in the sofa. Reaching for the remote she switched the TV on and
began channel hopping. Finding nothing of interest to watch, Amy
switched the TV off and curled up on the sofa hugging a cushion.
"God why did you have to do this to me now?" she asked through silent
tears.
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