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HERMAPHRODITE HOTEL: TWIN TROUBLE by Roy Del Frink AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is based on the Hermaphrodite Hotel universe, created by George Wilson. He's posted six chapters on FM, which I recommend you read first. This tale is set about fifteen years after Hermaphrodite Hotel 6: In Therapy. Rules for the universe can be found in the Hermaphrodite Hotel 6 introduction; this is intended to be a continuation. References to, and appearances by, characters in the earlier Hermaphrodite Hotel tales will be made, but the main characters are my own creations. I was born Samuel Jenkins. My sister Suzie and I are twins. We were among the first children born to an altered woman, and we're also the very first pair of twins born to one. You probably know all about altered women by now, and how they came to be. About 50 years ago, two doctors found a radical penis-lengthening technique that required the patient's testicles be cut off. To maintain his erection, the patient's scrotum was turned into a vagina, which would be stimulated at all times by a dildo in a harness. It would also cause him to produce very large quantities of come (a cup in one orgasm), and to come at least three times a day or get uncomfortably backed up. These men, today known as altered men, became the first surgically-produced hermaphrodites. About 15 years later, a female patient named Julie was given the doctors' penis-enlargement treatment by mistake. To everyone's surprise, it not only increased her come production, it also caused her clitoris to enlarge. The doctors performed surgery on Julie that would reroute the lady's urethra through her enlarged clitoris, and allow her to come out either her clitoris as well. In short, Julie became a new sort of hermaphrodite, and a horny one at that. Like the altered men, she had to come one cups' worth three times a day or get backed up. Men would find her pheromones irresistible, and Julie wound up becoming dominant in her sexual relationships, while her male partner became submissive. This was the first altered woman. Hospital H, the health resort where the doctors worked, continued to alter any suitable man or woman who they could find. Then, one day, they worked their magic on a rich Chinese-American woman named Ming. A few years later, Ming started using her personal resources to start the Dragon Foundation and spread the word and benefits of the new altered- woman lifestyle. Just one decade after Ming began her crusade, altered men and altered women were everywhere in American society. (Even the US President and First Lady openly admitted to being an altered man - altered woman couple a few years ago.) Most altered men and women loved their new lives, but since all the altered men and women were sterile, birthrates plummeted to a new low. Something had to be done about it. Not quite 20 years ago, a new breakthrough occurred in altered-woman science. Previously, altered women lost their periods, and with them, their ability to get pregnant. But then Hospital H discovered a way to allow altered women to bear children by bringing their periods back, blood-free. This discovery was followed by special birth control pills, of course. Since so many women had been altered, society was worried children would just about disappear someday, and the human race would die out. The new child-bearing procedure might well have saved us from extinction. Suzie and I were conceived of and born in this fashion. Turned out altered women still had infertility issues, so the birth of twins from one was a major news story. To this day, reporters still ask questions of my sister and me from time to time. We were lucky Mom came from a fertile family - she was a quadruplet, and five cases of multiple births had occurred in the preceding three generations of her lineage. Aside from the occasional "Where Are They Now?" interview, Suzie and I really didn't have an outstanding childhood. Mom was from a family of little means, and only became altered because she was tainted through unprotected sex with an altered woman in college. Dad was better off, and he was able to provide us a typical American middle-class lifestyle. They raised us well, and we were happy as a family. The rest of the town was another story. We lived in an old-fashioned area, where several of the townspeople hated our parents for living a "non-traditional" lifestyle. Their kids took it out on us; "kids of freaks!" was a common playground taunt. Puberty wasn't kind to us, either; Suzie ended up with B-cup breasts, and my penis was a stubby 2 inches long when erect. Both of us ended up short; I was about 5 foot 7, Suzie a couple inches shorter. And the reporters that swarmed us, particularly during our birthdays, made us even less popular. Even so, we couldn't afford to leave. It's safe to say Suzie and I were the least popular kids in town. On our sixteenth birthday, we had a large party with all of our many relations. Suzie and I received many gifts, and we enjoyed all of them. The marble birthday cake and strawberry ice cream were tasty as always, and the party games Mom planned for us proved fun. After the last guest went home, I started crying. "What's the matter, dear?" Dad asked me. "It's not fair!" I screamed. Dad asked me, "What are you talking about, son?" "The town hates us. Reporters swarm around us all the time. We're desperately poor. And Suzie and I hate our bodies!" "Why, Sam, I'll have you know you're the most handsome young man I've ever seen!" "Come on, Dad. You're only saying that because you love me. Truth is, I'm small and weak. And I'm the only one in this family who doesn't wear a bra!" (Dad, you see, had been surgically altered shortly after we were born. It turns out men who have sex with altered women, like Mom, end up addicted to it, and even when they find one to settle down with, the increased semen production in their prostate forces them to make a choice: either have a version of the penis-enlargement surgery, or wear a special metal cup designed to prevent erections. Dad chose the latter before we were born, but after he had kids, he went through with the surgery. Since the surgery requires the testes to be removed, it also renders men infertile. As I would later learn in sex ed, most men married to altered women choose the surgery anyway after their children are born as an effective means of birth control. And, like many men who get altered, Dad figured he might as well go full-on feminine in appearance, so he had A-cup breast implants as well. Despite this, everyone in the family still refers to Dad as a "he". It was also another bone of contention between the family and the town.) "Now then, boy, you know as well as I life can't always be fair. Do you think I wanted to turn into this - (Dad gestured at his body) - THING when I grew up? NO! I wanted to be a normal family man. But life has so many surprises ahead of you, you can never predict how you'll turn out. Just make the most of things as they happen." Dad's speech reminded me of the famous speech Dr. Le had given the night she won the Nobel Prize for Medicine: "Never be afraid to chase after your dreams. After all, you just might end up better off than you'd ever imagined." The memory soothed me down. "Thanks, Dad. I think I'd like to have some private time with Suzie now." "OK. I'll leave you two alone." I left the living room and went into Suzie's bedroom. The two of us had been the closest of friends our entire lives. "Sam, let's face it, our lives and bodies suck!" "I'm with you there, sis. My penis is way too small, and your breasts aren't that big, either." "You're right," Suzie replied. "I think maybe a D-cup would work better on my chest. Is there anything on YOUR mind, bro?" Thinking of Dr. Le's quote gave me a notion I wanted to share with her. "Suzie, I've just had the strangest idea. Let's become identical twins." "But Sam, that's never been done before! And you know full well I want to alter myself when I turn 18, the legal minimum. You could NEVER become an altered woman because you're not a woman!" "I know, Suzie, but Dr. Le himself said you should always be ready to chase your dreams. And the more I think things over, the more I think that's my dream. We've been close our entire lives, and I figure this could make us even closer. And besides, if I become your exact copy, maybe I could even have the altering surgery when I turn 18, too." Suzie thought about it. "Hmm... that sounds tempting. I know how you've always been more effeminate than most boys, and I've been slightly more masculine than the average girl. After all, I'm on the softball team, while you're one of the best home ec students at school. Being altered women together could be fun!" "Exactly what I'm hoping for, sis. Say the word, and we'll do it." "This makes too much sense NOT to try, bro! We'd better tell Mom and Dad." So Suzie called out parents to our room. Dad seemed supportive. Mom was a little skeptical, though. "Sam, I went through a LOT to become the altered woman you see before you today. You'd have to go through lots more if you want to become a woman first. Truth is, I'm not sure it could even work." "Mom, isn't that what YOU said when the doctor told you about getting pregnant?" Our mother stared blankly into space for a moment, lost in thought. Finally she said, "If you want to try it that badly, fine. But do it right. Make sure you can get the doctor's approval for all this." The parents left, so Suzie and I continued to talk. "Sam, if you're going to become a woman, you really need to start living like one." She pulled a bra and a pair of panties out of her dresser. "Here, try these on." I did. They felt smooth against my skin, even natural. I was in paradise. "This is your first step. Start wearing my underwear for a month, and see how well you like it. If it goes well, maybe you can put on other ladies' clothes." So I did. The month went by well, without a hitch. Nobody in school was any the wiser, not even in P. E. class. "Alright, Suzie, I've done this for a month, and I love it," I told Suzie. "What's the next step?" "You've got to start wearing more women's clothes. Try a blouse and skirt." "But, sis! The kids at school will see us, and everyone will make even more fun of us!" "You've got to learn to crawl before you can walk, Sam. Besides, you should keep it secret. Wear the clothing just at home first, and only on weekends. The idea's to get more used to it until you're ready to be a girl in public." "Yes, Suzie," I grumbled. I wasn't sure I was going to like this, but I've learned never to mess with my sister's ideas. Since it was a Saturday, I tried one of her blouses and one of her skirts. I was stunned at how well the clothes felt against my skin. It was a joy, to say the least. Suzie even bought special outfits just for me to wear. I was especially fond of the orange blouse-green skirt combo she'd found at a Goodwill. My time in ladies' outfits was so much fun, I almost dreaded going back to the shirts and jeans I'd worn for years. Sis dared me to try wearing a full-fledged dress at home next, and I did. It wasn't great, but I still enjoyed it. Of course, Mom and Dad supported out decision, and even complimented my appearance from time to time. I continued cross-dressing at home whenever it was convenient. After five months of wearing feminine apparel at home, Suzie dared me to take the next step. "Sam, I know you like wearing these dresses, so I've made a special arrangement for this week. We're going to see a movie tonight, and you're wearing my dress!" I was aghast. "But Suzie, they'll eat us alive out there! You know half the restaurants in town have an unofficial 'no shirt, no shoes, no service for Sam & Suzie' policy. And the guy selling the movie tickets is the least tolerant guy around!" Suzie giggled. "Oh, Sam, I didn't say you would be going out with me. You're going to be my Cousin Samantha!" I didn't know what to say. Finally, I just blurted it out. "Wow, I never thought it would come to this. Are you worried how they'll treat you?" "Sam, if you want to become a woman like me, you have to get used to being treated like one. Besides, they won't even know it's you, and they already hate me. What's the worst that can happen?" I saw her point. "Okay, Suzie, let's just do this." I picked up the baggy brown dress Suzie had picked out for me. Suzie slapped my hand. "Sam, don't try it on yet! Being a convincing girl takes more than just wearing a dress. You should also look the part. I see you've already started wearing your hair longer, that's a nice start. But until you have a truly lady-like hairdo, try this wig on. I bought it for you last week." It looked just like my usual hair, but longer and more girly, as if it had been done by a professional beautician. I put it on. "Now you need to work on your body. First of all, nobody makes a convincing woman without breasts. I'm giving you two special forms Mom bought in the mail two months ago." It wasn't easy getting them on, but I managed. My chest felt clammy, but that's the price for having two pieces of plastic pasted on. "And you're going to need a slightly girly figure. Try on this corset Dad found online three months ago." I struggled mightily to fit inside, and the breast forms made it tougher, but somehow I managed to squeeze inside. Fully prepared, I finally got into the dress and walked off with Suzie. When we arrived at the theater, Suzie met the man at the counter, and placed a twenty on top. "Two tickets for 'Yet Another Stupid Movie,' please." He picked up the money, but looked askance at me. "Don't I know you? Aren't you that son of those freaks???" "No, that's my Cousin Samantha," Suzie explained. "Yes, that's me," I said, in the most effeminate voice I could muster. "And I'm all lady." "Well, I'll let it slide, then, but I still think you're two of the biggest freaks in town!" Reluctantly, he took Suzie's money and gave us two tickets. In the theater, everything was fine. The movie wasn't that great, but Suzie and I had a fine conversation. It was nice to practice my girlish voice; by the end of the film, I sounded almost natural. Suzie and I went home, amazed at how well I'd passed off as a female. We tried going out together as girls every weekend for a month. Then, it all came crashing down. We had dinner at the nicest restaurant in town that would have us. Suzie and I were discussing current events; seems the U. S. Census Bureau released final data for how many altered women and men were living in the country now. Over 30% of all adult men, and nearly half of all adult women, had been altered thanks to the changes brought by Dr. Lu's formulas. This was the third census in which those numbers were announced, and we were stunned at just how many people had changed. Not surprisingly, our state had the lowest share of altered people, and in our county, where altering a woman was illegal, our parents were the only ones. Several families at neighboring tables told us not to talk about those "sinners", and the wait-staff treated us even ruder than usual, but we still managed to keep it civil until - "Suzie, I have to use the bathroom," I told my sister. "Go ahead, Samantha. Just make it snappy," she replied. I entered the ladies' room. It was crowded tonight, so I had to wait for the other gals to sift through the line, one by one. Finally, when I thought I'd pee my panties, it was my turn. I carefully sat down on the toilet and relieved myself. Just a few moments before I was ready to leave the stall, an impatient woman managed to unlock the door and opened it. Her face froze as she saw me open my legs and reveal my penis. "Eek, there's a MAN in here!" she screamed. The other women joined in her yelling, and panic carried through the restaurant. A couple minutes later, a waitress entered my stall. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't serve sexual deviants here," she explained, barely holding back her contempt for me. "You'll have to leave, and so will your cousin." After we left, Suzie was dejected. "Now what do we do?! Everyone in town will know about this in a matter of hours!" When we got home, we told Mom and Dad everything. They consoled me. "I'm sorry I let you down, Dad," I whimpered. "Son, you'll never let me down, no matter WHAT you do!" Mom spoke next. "Well, son, it so happens you're in luck. Remember the special hospital where you were born?" "Yes, what about it?" "I've never told you this before, but they said if you ever wanted to use their services, they'll take both of you, free of charge. Airfare included" "Wow!" Thoughts of excitement flashed through my head. "I never realized that. Now I can have TWO procedures there for free!" "And I don't have to save up for my overseas trip for a cheap alteration surgery. I can just do it here!" Suzie added. "Yes, kids. And it's all because you were the first twins ever born under their program. I even discussed the arrangements with the head doctor; Sam, they're willing to make you a test case for the 'identical-twin' surgery too." "Thanks, Mom. I never knew how special we really were." I paused. "But why haven't we gone to any doctor's offices there before?" "They only do things related to sexuality, dear," Mom helpfully explained. "The Hospital H doesn't have family practice or other non- sexual specialties like optometrists or cardiologists. And you've never needed sexual services before." "Yeah, that explains a lot," Suzie added. "But why keep it a secret from me? You know I've wanted the altering surgery ever since I've learned about it." Dad fielded this one. "See, Suzie, it was supposed to be a surprise gift for your 18th birthday. Now that that cat's out of the bag, I'm going to have to think of something else. Of course, you still have another birthday in six months first." Then I had another question. "Dad, if you've known I wanted to try changing into a lady for six months, why didn't you tell me then?" "Two reasons," Dad told me. "First, you need to experience life as a woman, at least in part, before you plunge into it. That's what happened when I got my breast implants. Second, I wanted to make arrangements with the Hospital H myself, and that took several months. I do have a job, after all. And they had to decide what would be the right way to handle you. That took time as well. The deal wasn't finalized until last night." "So, Dad, how long until I'm there?" "I'd say tomorrow, Sam." That night, I went to bed. Around ten o'clock the next day, I was awoken by a sound at the front door. I ran down to answer. Mom was there. "Here, honey, this guy wants to speak to you." It was a man in a black suit and sunglasses with a fancy black strap. "CIA, sir," he told me, flashing a badge. "I have a few questions for you." "Go ahead, ask me." "First of all..." Before I could hear another word, I felt a strange spray come out of his badge and land on my face. I coughed and passed out. When I awoke, I was in a hospital room. I was alone, except for an older-looking Pilipino nurse. "Hello," she told me, "welcome back to Hospital H." "Wow, I've heard about this place, but I don't remember being here before." "That's because you haven't been here since you were two weeks old," she chuckled. "I'm Dr. Lu, co-creator of the altered women phenomenon." "I've always wanted to meet you, and Dr. Le." "And we've wanted to meet you and your sister," she explained. "It's unfortunate you never got to meet Dr. Le." Dr. Le had been killed at the controls of a plane the previous year, flying in a patient to the clinic. "Such a tragedy," I said reverently. "It was a difficult month for me, getting over that disappointment." "Well, it was tough on me, too. Especially since my long-time wife, Ramona, died in the same crash. But I'm still here, and Dr. Le left me in charge of the clinic. We have over two hundred doctors and support staff here, and they'll take care of everything. And we now have over a thousand clinics worldwide, on every continent and in over one hundred countries." "That's a lot of clinics," I noted. "Yes, but let's talk about you, Samuel. I heard you want to become an identical twin?" "Yes, Dr. Lu, that's correct. My twin sister and I have been close as long as we can remember, and I figured that we could become even closer if we weren't brother and sister." "Hmm, I know science has perfected how to turn a man into a woman, even one who can get pregnant. You don't need our services for that one, Sam; we didn't even develop the procedure!" "Yes, but that's more like changing a Y chromosome into an X chromosome. I want to become exactly like my sister, Dr. Lu." "Sam, nobody's ever done that before, but that's okay. Just like Steve Jobs, we like trying out new challenges just to see if they can be done. That's how most of Hospital H's breakthroughs of the last half- century occurred. Before we get started, I have a surprise for you." Dr. Lu called out my room door. "Come on in!" The door opened, and it was Suzie! "Hi, bro!" she cried, and hugged me. "You're a sight for sore eyes, sis, but why are you here?" Dr. Lu explained, "I needed a copy of the DNA you're changing into. Since an identical twin is, in essence, a clone, that would be your sister's." Suzie added, "You're going to get full injections of me! Doesn't that sound wonderful?" "Perfectly, sis." I kissed her on the cheek. "Well, now, let's get started. The injection will be quick, but we'll have to inject you once a day for six months, as each injection will only change you slightly." Dr. Lu held up a syringe. "This tube will be injected into your arm. Within moments, you should start feeling strange. The change will not happen overnight; you'll only turn into your sister gradually. You'll have to stay here as we document your changes, one by one. Since this is a first-time procedure, we need to know if this can be done again." "And then I'll look exactly like Suzie here?" "Perfectly, except for two things. First, your brain won't fully change, because we want you to keep your memories and personality. Second, we're deliberately adding a mole to your neck, because we want others to be able to distinguish you - not to mention Suzie and yourself!" "Good point, doc. Inject away!" And then, Dr. Lu shot the syringe into my arm. I was about to make medical history for the second time in my life. At first, I didn't feel anything except pain coursing through my arm. But then I felt... funny. Dr. Lu told me, "You won't feel any different for at least a week. For now, let's get you started on your path towards womanhood. I've purchased an entirely new lady's wardrobe for you, with your sister's help. She'll be staying in the bed next to you for support during this time. Don't worry about missing school; we've arranged with your local school system to have your classes taught by a private tutor. I'm sure nobody at home will miss you, other than your parents." "Yeah," I sighed. "Too bad Suzie and I never felt at home back there." "We can make the most of this," Suzie replied. "I never liked that place, either. Once we're ready, we can find a place of our own to live. Remember, our very birth has made us celebrities. I'm sure we can make a life for ourselves out there." "That's right," I remembered. The major Internet news channels, after all, always did a story on our birthdays. "We may be hated at home, but the world adores us! We'll be off to a new start in our new lives!" "That's the spirit, Sam!" Suzie told me. "Let's do this!" Over the next week, Suzie taught me everything there was to know about dressing, grooming, and generally acting like a female. Of course, I'd already had practice at home, but this was taking it to the next step. My makeup and dressing skills had advanced so far that, after seven days, casual observers couldn't even tell I was a guy. During the second week, I noticed the first changes. My hair had become longer. Before, it would never grow below my shoulders, even if I didn't cut it for months on end. Now my hair went down below my chest, and even hugged my waist. Speaking of my waist, it had turned thinner. My figure was turning into a feminine hourglass. "I guess I won't need that wig or corset anymore," I told Suzie. "Yeah, Sam, you're becoming a natural at this." After three weeks, my throat had changed shape; my Adam's apple had all but disappeared. My facial hair was gone, and I thought I saw small breasts budding on my chest. My butt had also expanded in a fuller, more pleasing fashion. By the middle of the second month, my voice sounded closer to Suzie's. I even tried impersonating her for fun. She laughed at me. My chest had almost caught up to Suzie's size, and I thought everything in the room looked a little larger than before. In fact, the doctor measured my height at 5 feet 6 inches, an inch shorter than before. My penis and scrotum had also begun to shrink. At the end of the second month, Mom and Dad came by for a visit. "Mommy! Daddy! We missed you so much!" Suzie exclaimed. "Yeah, well, dears, we figured our daughters needed a visit from the folks," Mom told us. I couldn't resist showing off my new body. "Look how well I've progressed!" I shouted, taking off my blouse and bra to reveal my new breasts. "Not bad, Sam. Bigger than mine, even!" Dad chimed. "And look at mine!" Suzie added. She also bared hers for the group. "Wait a minute," I snapped. "Sis, your breasts look bigger than before!" "I wanted to surprise you," Suzie told me. "I didn't just come here as a DNA source. I'm also undergoing treatment. Dr. Lu gave me a special breast-growth treatment; they should be up to a D-cup soon. And we know you want to be my identical twin, Sam, so yours will grow that big as well." "I wondered how you could afford to miss school for so long!" I laughed. After a fun chat with the folks, Suzie and I continued our stay. By the third month, my figure was full and feminine. Suzie's breasts had reached the promised D-cup size, and I was now up to a C. My chest hair fell out and never returned. Indeed, my body seemed to have almost no hair below my neck except for my pubes. During the fourth month, the promised neck mole showed up. My tiny penis shrank to a fraction of an inch. My testicles seemed to have slowly slipped into my body, and my scrotum was taking an odd labial shape. During the fifth month, my breasts finally caught up to Suzie's. My height, which had continued to shrink, now settled at Suzie's, 5 feet 5 inches. My penis was now no larger than a typical woman's clitoris, and an odd hood-like covering seemed to have swelled up around it. My testicles had turned into ovaries, and my crotch felt concave. The sixth month saw a small slit growing out of my crotch, where my penis had been. It continued to grow longer and deeper, until it turned into a full vagina by the end. I was now 100% a woman. "Congratulations!" Dr. Lu told me. "The operation was a complete success! Take a look in the bathroom mirror, and bring Suzie with you. Make sure you remove all your clothes." We did as we were told. I turned around several times, looking at every square inch of my body and comparing to Suzie's. "I don't believe it, sis! Except for the mole on my neck, I look exactly like you! We're identical twins at last!" "Hurray, Sam! I think you should change your name from 'Samuel' to 'Samantha'. We've been calling you that for some time now, anyway." "Good point, Suzie. Now that we're done, let's check out of this place and celebrate!" Indeed, we had two reasons to celebrate, since today was also our seventeenth birthday. Mom and Dad had agreed to pick us up in the front lobby and take us home. But suddenly, tragedy happened. As soon as Suzie and I had finished packing our belongings and left our room to meet Mom and Dad, we saw a female patient, obviously here for the clinic's services. "Wahoo!" she yelled "I'm ready now! World, come on and stop me!" She suddenly saw us and raised her gown. She was obviously an altered woman (like there weren't plenty here anyhow), but the real stunning part was her penis. She didn't have one. Instead, she had TWO, joined together in the usual spot! "Gerta's about to strike it BIG today!" she exclaimed, as she raised our gowns and used her two penises on our butts. In short, she anally raped both of us at the same time, and spurted an ungodly amount of come into both of us at once. After this horrific spectacle, we passed out. When we awoke, Suzie and I were seated next to each other in a post- operation room. Our rapist was nowhere to be seen. "What happened?" I asked. The only other person in the room, a Hispanic doctor with "Dr. Lupe" on her nametag, explained it to us. "Suzie, Samanatha, one of our patients, an altered woman named Gerta Shaffer, raped both of you. She was one of our subjects for a new procedure; we managed to split her neo-penis in two so she could have two penises. The day you were supposed to check out was also the first day she could use the penises after her surgical wounds had healed. Unfortunately, the whole operation seemed to have left her unusually sexually aroused, more so than any altered woman I've seen before. And I've seen plenty of altered women who just can't seem to get enough. Her room was just across the hall from yours, so when she got out, you were the first two people she saw. Gerta just couldn't control her impulses and raped both of you on the spot. Fortunately, she's been arrested, and her trial will be held next week. But, more importantly for you two, you'll have to stay here for another two weeks. We've informed your parents, too. Fortunately, it's mid-summer right now, so you don't have to worry about missing school." "Why?" Suzie winced. "Did we do anything wrong?" "No," Dr. Lupe replied. "It's all related to the nature of altered women. Gerta didn't bother using a condom on the two of you. So when she flooded your bowels with bodily fluids, she effectively infected you, like a sexually-transmitted disease. When a normal, unaltered woman has sex with an altered woman, it changes the normal woman's system. She starts having an urge to have sex with altered women more and more. If she doesn't get altered herself, soon the victim will start producing too much come and get backed up. It's just as dangerous as a man producing too much sperm to fit in his prostate, and leads to the same problems." "Then what are you telling us?" I frantically asked. "What I'm telling you, young ladies, is that we had to do the altering surgeries on you as soon as possible. Fortunately, the doctors found you right away, and the procedure went smoothly, without any complications. From now on, your urethra will pass through your clitoris rather than your vagina, and a new, secondary organ has been created inside your pubic region. You'll produce a seminal fluid that you can ejaculate out of either your clitoris or your vagina, and your clitoris will be much larger. Samantha, you said you had a two-inch penis when your name was Samuel, correct?" "Yes," I told her. "Well, get used to that size. By the time you've finished the transition, both of you will have a clitoris not quite that long when flaccid. And, just like a male penis, it will grow longer and harder when erect. It's hard to say exactly how long it will get in the end, but I'd guess somewhere between 8 and 12 inches." "But I thought it was illegal to become an altered woman before you turn 18? We're only 17 now," Suzie asked. "Well, ladies, there's an exception to that rule," Dr. Lupe told us. "If a female has unwilling, unprotected sex with an altered woman prior to her 18th birthday, she can be altered legally for her own health. I know you wanted this done anyway, Suzie, so we bumped it up a year." "How long were we out?" I asked. "About two days," was the reply. Suzie and I were lost in thought as the enormity of the whole situation sank it. We'd wanted to become altered women for some time, but not like this! "Don't feel too upset, young ladies. I've met hundreds of women who've been in your shoes, and many had no desire to ever be altered. I've even had two or three patients commit suicide rather than go through life this way. But it beats the alternative. Last year alone, over 100 females in the USA died after having sex with an altered woman and not having the surgery performed in time. It's usually best if you volunteer for the procedure, but if it happens by accident, you might as well try to make lemons out of your lemonade." Suzie and I cracked a smile at Dr. Lupe's comment. "See, girls? You'll be able to get on with your lives. So have thousands of other ladies. We have a center for women who've been through this. We'll send you to one especially designed for women who were raped," Dr. Lupe noted. "Well, Suzie, I guess you got your wish after all." "Yeah, I guess I did, Sam. And you kind of wanted this, too." "Well, Suzie, let's do this." "Okay. Report to the Dragon Foundation for Forcibly Raped and Altered Women Treatment Center a week from today. We want to wait until the changes start affecting your body. For now, I have some important messages for you two: Do not attempt to use your new penises to penetrate anyone anally or vaginally for the next two weeks. It's important to let your new body properly recover from the surgical procedure. You can be penetrated by anyone, however, and it's okay if you get a blowjob. And no matter how you do it, you'll need to drain your new bodily fluids at least three times a day. So I recommend blowing each other out, or letting another altered woman penetrate you. And don't forget to swallow the come! Drinking come is the key to your transition. You must drink it frequently, to stimulate production in your body. I'd recommend at least two drinks of come a day for the first two weeks, until you can use your new penises." "Thanks, Dr. Lupe," I told her, and we left the post-op room. Suzie and I went back to our room. As soon as the door was closed, Suzie said, "Sam, this has been tough, but I know we're going to get through this together." "We always have, sis." I kissed her lovingly on her lips. "Well, I guess we can't do much with our new penises for now, but let's try giving each other blow jobs." With those words, Suzie raised her lips to my clitoris, but then stopped. "I can't do this." "Why not, sis?" "Because I've never had sex with anyone before. It's all brand new to me!" "Me too," I suddenly realized. "How in the world are we going to deal with this one?" At that point, Dr. Lu entered our room. "Dr. Lupe told me about your predicament, and I'm here to help. When she saw your hymens were intact, she realized you were virgins, and judging by how your townsfolk think of you, I doubt you've ever had any sexual experiences before you met Gerta. Read this pamphlet from the Dragon Foundation. It's got all kinds of pointers about what kinds of sex you can have, and how you can have it." Suzie and I spent the next hour studying the pamphlet. We decided to try out the techniques, and Dr. Lu watched Suzie give me a blowjob, offering her advice when proper. It was the first time I'd ever had sex in my life, and it was amazing. When I came, it felt like my come blew out my inch-long clitoris and halfway across the room, although it came out in barely a trickle. Since the pamphlet suggested we learn to suppress our gag reflex and swallow come whenever possible, Suzie did just that. I then wiped her mouth clean. "Not bad for two virgins," Dr. Lu giggled. "Now Sam, why don't you try it out on Suzie?" I did, and I couldn't believe how Suzie's inch-long clitoris felt in my mouth. I also couldn't believe she actually squirted come out of it, too! I dutifully swallowed every drop. "That was... I just can't describe it. It was too good for words!" Suzie told me. "I'll bet I could tell you," I laughed. "Sex is a large part of being an altered woman, so you need to practice vaginal and anal sex," Dr. Lu told us. "Your unfortunate encounter with Gerta broke your anal cherry, but you should learn to have and enjoy vaginal sex." She produced a gray dildo, eight inches long and two inches in diameter. "Here, Suzie. Since you were actually born a woman, you use this first. Remember what the pamphlet said. Your hymen will break, and blood will spill on the sheets. Don't worry about the blood; we'll just wash it out. Just concentrate on increasing your pleasure and getting to an orgasm. It'll be painful at first, but if you do it right, you're going to enjoy it." Suzie used the dildo. Watching her hymen break and blood spill was a downer, but after that, it was arousing as hell. My clitoris actually hardened slightly watching her ride the dildo as well as she could, taking pointers from Dr. Lu in the process. After a couple minutes, she came. Suzie only uttered orgasmic moans at first, but when she finally recovered enough to talk, she told me, "That was even better than the blowjob. You should try this, Sam!" "It would be best if you used this," Dr. Lu said, producing a dildo identical to the one Suzie had just used. "It's not safe to use a sex toy somebody else has dirtied. Samantha, try to do what your sister just did." I did. At first, I felt a sharp pang, then saw a small patch of blood fall into my sheet. But I recalled Dr. Le's advice, and just continued to pleasure myself through the pain and confusion. I couldn't believe all the sensations coursing through my vagina. Having a pussy was incredible! I could barely hear the advice Dr. Lu gave me as I continued fondling myself. After what felt like the greatest eternity ever, I finally came. "Now I'm glad I became a woman!" I said after recovering from my orgasm. "Well, ladies," Dr. Lu told us, "you'd better get some rest. The first week is always the hardest on altered women." "It's about 12:30am, sis, so let's go to bed," I told Suzie. "You're right, Sam. Good night." We got into our beds and rested. Dr. Lu gave us both a dose of morphine, and we fell asleep. In our sleep, I had a strange dream. I dreamt a group of female nurses tied me up into a special operating table and gave me a series of blowjobs. Then they lifted their skirts, and revealed they all had giant penises of their own. They had me blow them, and complimented me on how much I'd learned. Then they started fucking me up my vagina and ass. Even stranger, I saw Suzie tied onto another table in the same room, doing more of the same. It was the most ecstatic, most beautiful, most realistic dream I could ever remember having. When we woke up the following morning, it was about 11am. Dr. Lu visited our beds. "Here, try to forget about your troubles and have some nice breakfast. Nothing fancy, just a cup of OJ and a vanilla protein shake." I tried the shake. It tasted... funny. Delicious, but funny. I wouldn't exactly call it vanilla, but it certainly had its charm. "Sam, the OJ was okay, but there's something off about the protein shake. I wouldn't call it 'vanilla'; it's like nothing I've ever tasted in my life! But something about it tastes oddly... right. Like I want to try one of these for breakfast every day." "You read my mind, Suzie!" I told her. The next week or so went by in the same fashion. Suzie and I would eat all sorts of food, always accompanied by the "vanilla protein shake", then watch TV and fall asleep, having more lucid dreams about sex with the freaky nurses. After a couple days, I started loving the weird taste of the shakes and wanted to drink them with every meal. When I asked Suzie, she told me she loved the shakes too, and also had the same bizarre dreams. I was even in Suzie's dreams, oddly enough. When the time finally came, we went to the Dragon Foundation for Forcibly Raped and Altered Women Treatment Center, three floors down from our rooms. We were surrounded by several women of all ages, sizes, and races, and a single gray-haired therapist holding a pencil and clipboard. "Greetings, ladies. My name is Dr. Joanna. I'll be your guide through this difficult and painful transition. Now, what happened to you? Angela, let's start with you." One by one, each woman told a traumatic tale of being raped by an altered woman and about the fears of having her body violated twice: once by a rapist, and once by having a giant fluid-squirting clitoris. Even though many of them had experienced consensual sex in the past (a couple had even enjoyed safe sex with an altered woman), we could feel the fear in their voices. We had been there, too. Finally, it was our turn. We spoke of the terrible ordeal Gerta had put us through. "Well, that was truly a difficult but brave thing for you two to admit, Samantha and Suzie. Now, I'm going to tell you something you might find even harder to understand. It's also a difficult but brave admission. I, too, was raped by an altered woman." Every single lady, my sister and I included, gasped and murmured at this announcement. "And here's the proof." Dr. Joanna lifted her skirt and showed us her 10-inch penis. No doubt about it, she had been altered. "In fact, I might have been the very first lady to be raped by an altered woman. She'd had a few too many beers that night, and I was walking by the bar on my way home from night school. When a sudden updraft lifted my skirt and exposed my panties, she had her way with me. I couldn't hold her back or stop her. She pounded my anus for five whole minutes before someone called the cops and sent her to jail." "How did you ever get over it?" a 30-something lady with red hair asked. "Well, by that time, I'd already started taking post-graduate studies in psychology, so it was just a matter of changing my major to altered- woman studies. I realized that if it happened to me, it could happen to anyone. So I was determined to get through the ordeal and help that 'anyone', whoever she might prove to be. Of course, I ended up going through the surgery, but fortunately the Dragon Foundation stepped in and assisted me. When she heard of my case, the Dragon Lady herself was determined to help me personally in any way possible. We then agreed to start this center to assist each other. In just five days, with my help, you can not only get through your transition to altered-woman status, but also overcome the fears your rapist put into you." I'll spare you the details of the therapy, but suffice it to say, it worked beautifully. We practiced self-empowerment exercises, discussed our issues, and role-played while taking turns pleasuring each other. I couldn't believe how much better the whole thing made me feel - and how much fun the sex was! Suzie agreed 100%. We attended three more sessions, one a day. In between, it was more meals with shakes, TV, and sleep full of erotic dreams with the nurses. At our last session, Dr. Joanna told us, "It's now time for you to face up to your greatest fears." She pulled down her skirt and showed us her erection. "Ladies, I want all of you to have anal sex with me, one my one. Yes, you were all raped anally, but enjoying anal sex is only natural for altered women like you. And many of you had never even had anal sex before your forcible encounter. This is the most important part of the healing process. Once you can handle anal sex without being haunted by the memories of your unpleasantness, your therapy is complete. Who wants to go first?" We all took turns riding her, one by one. When it was my turn, I was afraid. But as soon as Dr. Joanna entered me, my fears melted away. I recalled all those fantastic dreams of being reamed anally by those nurses. It wasn't painful, it was pure bliss. The feeling of being full back there was incredible. Eventually, she came, and I did too. Suzie was next. "Sam, I'm scared!" "Don't worry, Suzie. Just remember your dreams with the nurses, and you'll be fine." "Are you ready, Suzie?" Dr. Joanna asked. "As ready as I'll ever be," Suzie said. "Let's get this done with." Looking at Suzie's face made it clear she enjoyed the experience just as much as I had. When I saw the tiny ropes of come squirt out of her, and Dr. Joanna's come fill her butt to overflowing, I knew she had passed. "Excellent. Ladies, your sessions are done. Don't forget about your transitions. You may have recovered emotionally, but physically, your body still has lots more to do. Don't forget to drain yourselves three times a day. If you made a new friend here, you can even arrange to drain each other. Have a nice day." With those words, Suzie and I returned to our rooms. Suzie spoke to me. "You know, sis -" "That sounds odd. I'm so used to hearing you call me 'bro', Suzie, that I may never get used to 'sis'. You've never called me that before." "Well, start getting used to it, sis!" We laughed. After watching some more TV, Dr. Lu returned to our rooms and measured our penises. We were now about two-and-a-half inches long when erect, longer than I'd ever been as a male. They were also a half-inch in circumference, and could produce about a tablespoon of come apiece in thirty minutes. Following the measures, Dr. Lu told us, "I've got good news for you two. Suzie, Samantha, your two weeks are up. You can now use your new penises however you want." We squealed in glee. Suzie had wanted to try this for years. I just wanted to feel what sex is like for a man. "And while we'll still be available to help you, I'm afraid your time in here is up. Time to go home, girls." We groaned. We couldn't go back to our home now; the townsfolk would treat us even worse! "Don't worry; your parents will pick you up. And I think they can help you out with your new lives. Just be aware, it'll take a full year for you to finish the transition. Until that happens, we want you to come back here once a month, so we can check up on your progress. And don't forget, you'll need to take a pill a day of the special altering medication for the rest of your life. We'll prescribe it for both of you at once." "We'll make sure to do all you told us," I said to Dr. Lu. "Thanks for everything! Goodbye!" Suzie added. We met Mom and Dad in the lobby. "We're sorry to hear about what Gerta did to you," Mom consoled us. "That's okay," I told them. "Dr. Joanna helped us get through it. Now we're ready to leave and - sigh - face the townspeople as THIS." "No you won't," Dad replied. "We just thought of the greatest belated seventeenth birthday present we could get. You're going to move to New York City!" "What?!" Suzie exclaimed. "How'd you manage that?" "Remember the extra money you had saved up for the operation? Well, now that you've had it free of charge and ahead of schedule, we used it to rent an apartment in the Big Apple. We're going to live there from now on. You'll also see what city life is like," Dad said. "After all," Mom chimed in, "we're both big-city folks by heart. We're New York natives, and only left for that small town because we wanted to avoid all the media publicity. We figured the best place would be somewhere altered women didn't really exist, so you kids would be no big deal." "Turns out, that was a mistake," Dad added. "Not only did everyone in town pre-judge us all to be freaks and sinners, they hated all our friends and relatives by association. That's the last time we live in a place so religious, saying the word 'evolution' is a crime. So much time has passed since you were born, I figured the media wouldn't hound you any more. And last I checked, there's over 5 million altered men and women living in the Big Apple, so you won't exactly stick out like a sore thumb there." "Dad, you're the best!" I chuckled. Suzie smiled at our parents. Mom and Dad drove us downstate to our new home. The trip itself wasn't remarkable, but Suzie and I started to learn just how different the world was outside our old hometown when we had to stop for gas in Albany. As Dad filled the tank, Mom directed us to the bathrooms. "Now, daughters, the bathrooms here aren't the same as the ones you used at home. Look at the doors, and you'll see what I mean." Just like Mom told us, we saw three doors instead of the two we expected. The "Men's Room" and "Women's Room" looked just like the ones at home, but we'd never seen a "Draining Room" before. The sign showed what looked like the outline of a woman peeing into a cup. "What's a 'Draining Room', Mom?" Suzie asked. "It's a special room for draining come out of your system. Remember, now that you're altered women, you need to drain yourselves three times a day. Let me show you how." I opened the door. The draining room was made of concrete and plaster, like a typical bathroom. But instead of toilets, we saw a couple small benches and a few chairs. There were several drinking cups all over the floor. We saw four women and a man inside. One woman was giving another a blowjob. A third held a cup out, and was squeezing her penis over it. The last lady was fucking the man anally. "Watch and learn," Mom advised us. In just a couple minutes, we witnessed the woman getting oral squirt her come all over her friend's face; the friend proceeded to lick her face clean. The woman using a cup came into it, and proceeded to drink it. Then the woman fucking the man let out a moan, and we saw her come leak out into the man's waiting butt. "Whenever your sexual drives call, this is where you go. You can do it however you like, but try to keep the come from spilling. Drink it yourself, or have a friend take it. Don't be afraid about others judging you; after all, they're here for the same thing. I'll use the ladies' room and offer you some privacy." Mom left the draining room. I decided to try out Mom's advice. "Suzie," I told her, "it's about time we tried out these new dicks of ours. I'd like to try out your pussy." She got into place, and I pulled my cock out. I was feeling rather randy, and hadn't been drained for six hours. Suzie stood there, moving her body back and forth as I pushed in and out. Pushing and pulling, rocking back and forth, for what must have felt like the best eternity of my life, I finally came. Suzie and I both moaned in pleasure as I came. I had just fucked my sister, and I'd never felt better in my life. "Now, Sam, I didn't get to come, so I'd like to try your asshole." Gingerly, I offered mine to her. She rubbed a small amount of my come on her dick, and rubbed it in as lubricant. I bent forward and spread my anus as far as it would reach. Carefully, she pushed herself into me. Suzie penetrated me slowly at first, and then built up speed as soon as I felt comfortable. We moaned and groaned for the next few minutes, until Suzie came. My ass felt so good, I proceeded to come myself. Suzie picked up my come with her finger, and we licked it off at the same time. After our little sexcapade was done, we entered the ladies' room. It looked more like the men's rooms I was used to. In fact, it was downright identical, with a sit-down toilet and a urinal. Mom was finishing up on the urinal, shaking the last bits of urine out her foot-long penis before putting it back in her panties and zipping up her dress. "Boy, there's nothing like peeing standing up," Mom said, almost under her breath. She turned around and saw us. "Oh, I wasn't expecting you," she blurted. "How did your draining go?" "Well, Mom," I told her. "I think I could get used to this." "Good. I need to use the draining room now, so use the toilet and wait for me when I'm done." Mom left. Suzie and I both needed to go badly. Since all the toilets in the hospital had been sit-down, this was Suzie's first-ever time at a urinal. "Uh, sis, can you help me? You've done this before, Sam," she told me. I then demonstrated how to pee standing up; it went exactly the same as when I'd done it as a male. When I was done, Suzie tried. She had trouble aiming the stream at first, and made a small yellow puddle on the floor, but my sister quickly got the hang of it. We washed our hands, placed our penises back in our panties, zipped up our skirts, and exited the room. Mom was standing outside the draining room door, holding a full cup. "Girls, here's a little something I whipped up for you. Drink up!" "Uh, Mom, is that YOUR come?" I asked. "Of course it is," she responded. "Why?" Suzie queried, "Isn't it wrong sharing bodily fluids with our own mother?" "Well," Mom explained, "the taboos of society have changed since the first altered women appeared. You see, once a woman is altered, she needs to drink come from other altered people, and lots of it. It's especially important during the transition period, because the come includes a concentrated dose of the substance needed for your body to increase come production. And all that come has to, well, come from somewhere. You'll also find it has a very pleasing and arousing taste, no matter whose it is. Everyone is unique. Altered men's come tastes a little sweeter, but altered women's come is also good. Drinking the come of any altered man or woman will also speed up your penis growth; the more, the better. So you'd better learn to drink my come from time to time. Your father's, too." "OK, Mom, I feel a little odd about this, but..." I took a sip. "Hey, this is good. You should try some, Suzie!" My sister also took a sip. "Whoa, that's so tasty!" We took turns sipping the rest out. After we finished, Mom offered us a polite but stern warning. "Don't get any idea about having sex with either me or your father, girls. That's still frowned on, and the two of us already have each other for all our needs." "That's alright, Mom," I told her. "Yeah, when all else fails, Sam and I can use each other," Suzie explained. The three of us returned to the car. We got back as Dad finished pumping the gas. "Dear, I need to use the bathroom and the draining room. Go to the store inside and pay for the gas, will you?" Mom did so, leaving Suzie and me to sit alone in the car. I asked her if we'd ever get used to our new lives. Suzie told me, "I sure hope so!" After our parents got back, we continued our drive to the Big Apple. Everything was uneventful until we got hungry in Poughkeepsie. It was time for dinner. Mom and Dad didn't want to spent lots of money, but we weren't in the mood for fast food, either, so we chose a small family restaurant called Sadie's Diner. After we found our table, a waitress with a nametag reading "Jenny" took our order. "Yes, how may I help you?" Mom said, "I'd like a hamburger with the house's special 'Secret Sauce'." Dad suggested, "A sirloin steak with extra 'juice', please." Suzie looked at the menu, then made up her mind. "Just a chef's salad with ranch dressing." "Fettuccine Alfredo with extra sauce," I ordered. "Very well," Jenny told us. "Your orders should be ready in 20 minutes. 25, if Sadie gets a little too 'passionate' with the cooking." We had a pleasant family conversation about what we would do when we arrived in the city. A couple of times, one of us stepped out for the bathroom or draining room, and returned a couple minutes later. Finally, our orders came. "Here you go," Jenny said, smiling. "I hope you enjoy. Sadie sure can get caught up in her work." "I imagine she would," Mom chuckled. Dad and Jenny laughed, too. Suzie and I were puzzled, but nodded politely as Jenny left. As we bit into our meals, I thought something tasted different about our meals. "This Alfredo sauce tastes funny," I commented. "Not necessarily bad, I even kinda enjoy it, but it's still odd." Suzie added, "The ranch dressing on my chef's salad is a little off, too." Mom looked up from her burger. "What? Oh, that's right, you've never eaten at a restaurant as an altered woman before, and they don't even HAVE it in our old hometown. Our food is laced with the chef's come." Suzie and I spit out bites of our dinner. "Say WHAT?!" we yelled in unison. "Not so loud!" Dad scolded us. "Yes, Sam and Suzie, now that so many altered people live in the world, most restaurants put come in the food when you ask for it. That's what we meant when we asked for 'Secret Sauce' and 'juice'." "And since ranch dressing and Alfredo sauce are both the same color as come, she must have assumed you wanted some, too," Mom added. "Girls, when Mom and I eat alone, she usually spikes the food with come. Sometimes her own, sometimes mine; it depends on who's in the mood and 'up for it'. We didn't do it when you ate with us due to the dangers of ingesting the chemicals altered women and men produce." "But now that you've been altered, Dad and I will start adding come to all of our dinners. Heck, I guess we can throw yours into the mix, girls!" "Well," Suzie said, "dinnertime just got more exciting around here!" We all laughed. After we finished the meal and left, we rode the rest of the way to New York City. It was quite late, close to midnight, by the time we reached our new apartment. "Girls, this is our new home," Dad announced. It was in an old brownstone building, with four stories and even an old- fashioned fire escape down the back wall. Mom unlocked the door, and we entered the apartment. It was well furnished and designed. "We moved here over the last two weeks, while you had your unexpected extra stay in the hospital," Mom told us. "We unpacked the last box yesterday. We took everything you told us to keep, and it's all in your room. We figured that, since you're both girls now, you can share a bedroom." "Gee, you're the greatest!" I told Mom. I hugged her. Suzie yawned. "It's getting late. We should go to bed." "Yeah," Dad suggested, "I'm getting sleepy too. Let's turn in." Suzie and I crawled into our new beds. Despite all the wonders we had about our new lives, I finally managed to nod off into slumber land. We woke up about 8am the next morning. .Once we were ready for the day, Mom cooked us breakfast. I had never enjoyed scrambled eggs and come this much before. (Of course, I'd never eaten them before, either.) After the meal was done, I asked Dad how we'd get through our senior year. "The tutor at the clinic did a nice job, but I don't think we can afford one full-time, and there's no way in the world Suzie and I can go back to our old school." "Well, Sam, that's a good point. Starting today, I'll look for a new school in the city. You might have to start classes a little late, but I think we should find you a place. In the meantime, why don't you and Suzie go exploring the Big Apple? I'm sure you'll find lots of new things to see and do here." Suzie and I agreed. We left the apartment and looked at the streets. "There's sure a lot to see and do here, sis," I told Suzie. "But I can't recall being in a town this big before. Where do we begin?" "I dunno, Sam. The big city can be foreboding to a newcomer." Fortunately, Mom popped her head out the window and saw us. "Girls! Your father meant well, but he should've known better than send you out on unfamiliar streets all by yourselves! I lived here when I was a younger, and I know the streets quite well. I'll take you sightseeing!" So Mom left the building and joined us. We saw the Statue of Liberty, Macy's Department Store, Central Park, and even a subway station. Mom made sure to buy us plenty of tokens and teach us about getting around and reading the schedule. In Central Park, we ate the lunches Mom had packed. Mom made the best (okay, only) BLT-with-come sandwich I'd ever eaten. We arrived back at the apartment late in the afternoon. Dad let us in. "Sorry about leaving you all alone, girls. It's a good thing Mom remembered about you. Anyhow, I wanted you to leave the place so I could show you a special surprise." "Boy, Dad, seems like you and Mom have had quite a few surprises up your sleeves lately," Suzie said, smirking. "And I have even more planned for the months to come, but you'll find those out later. Right now, I'd like you to meet someone. This is Vika. She works with the Dragon Foundation. She'll be helping you out with your new life. I think I'd better start making a few calls and looking for a new job." With those words, Dad left. "Um, girls, I need to drain myself right now. I'll be seeing you later." Mom exited, leaving the two of us alone with Vika. Vika was a dark-skinned 60-something Indian lady, about 5 foot 10. Her breasts were slightly larger than the ones Suzie and I had. "Hello, ladies. I'm going to help you on your journey to altered womanhood. What are your names?" "I'm Samantha Jenkins, and this is my sister Suzie," I told her. "Well, then, Samantha, why don't I tell you about myself? I've been with the Dragon Foundation for over 20 years, almost since it was founded. As you should know, the Dragon Foundation is a private non- profit company that works with altered women. We try to help them deal with issues related to their condition, help them out with legal problems, and offer a shoulder to cry on when one is needed. How can I help you?" Suzie and I told Vika all about how we were not only going through the transition of becoming altered women, we were also new to the Big Apple and needed to learn all about life in the big city. "Oh, yes. We at the Dragon Foundation have been interested in you ever since you were born, believe it or not, but we've preferred to keep our distance as you grew up. Special case or not, if you're not altered, we won't do anything for you. We've known Suzie wanted to become an altered woman for many years, but I must say you were a surprise, Samantha." "Please, call me Sam. I'm not big on formalities, and after over sixteen years as 'Samuel', I'm used to it." "Very well then, Sam. I'm getting the sense you'll need to be drained soon?" "Yes," Suzie noted. "We haven't had one since this morning." "Then you're due. For that matter, I am too. Let's take this one outside. Your mother is using your bathroom, and she shouldn't watch this, anyhow." We left the apartment building, and checked out the library across the street. Vika directed us to the draining room. The three of us got inside, and unzipped our skirts. Suzie and I exposed our little clitorises to Vika. She then pulled an erect whopper out of her panties: It was 10 inches long, and as wide as a beer can! We had no idea a woman's penis could get that thick. "Yes, ladies, I'm not only an employee at the Dragon Foundation, I'm also, like most of my fellow co-workers, a client. But I'm not any old altered woman. In fact, I was born male. Hospital H turned me into what you see, thanks to their procedures and plastic surgery. I am, in fact, an altered man." To demonstrate this, she took her panties off and gave us a full view of her crotch. She did, indeed, have a vagina underneath, but no testicles or scrotum. Her penis also looked different; it had a visible head, the tip was shaped more like a man's penis than a woman's enlarged clitoris, and the join looked natural, not like a hood robbed of its clitoris. "So that's what one looks like up close," I said. "I've never seen one before," Suzie told me. "Well, your father is also an altered man," Vika explained, "but I'm sure you've never seen his penis and vagina before. Anyhow, many of us opt for breast implants, like I did, although you can now simply get a natural growth of fatty cells in your chest instead. That option was not available in my time, but now it is." "Yeah, we both got that," I told Vika. "But enough about that, let's get to the matter at hand. It's time for you to be drained, and I'm going to help." With those words, Vika reached into her vagina and pulled out a dildo on a harness. "I need that to stay erect, as do most altered men, But you need lessons on draining and sex. Here, now that I'm exposed, try fucking me. Suzie, you take my puss