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Note:
This is my very first story and although English is not my fist
language, i tried that anyway to reach a broader audience.
i hope it works out in the end and the grammatical and spelling errors
(no need to get started on the scientific errors) don?t distract too
much.
Mr. Y and Ms. XXX
Ever heard of an alternating chromosomial hermaphrodite? No? Don?t worry
about that, because there is only one known case on earth and in the
whole history of mankind. I have the doubtful honor to be just that
case. Since the term was invented exclusively for myself, i should think
of something cooler, i guess.
What would something fancy like an alternating chromosomial
hermaphrodite might be, you ask? Honestly i can?t tell you all of the
scientific backround myself, since i?m 22 and working at a local bank
rather than studying genetical matters. I settled with the explanation i
was given and may you will too.
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It goes something like this:
As most people will know, the genetical plan of human beeings usually
consists of 46 pairs of chromosomes. Those pairs are made of the so
called X and the so called Y chromosome. Woman have two x-shaped
chromosomes, while an X and an Y chromosome make a man. and stays that
way from utero to the grave.
But there are all sorts of mixe-ups that can happen. There are women
with X and XXX sets of chromosomes and men with XXY and XYY chromosomes.
Those mishaps of nature produce all sorts of complications for the
person who is born with them. Nearly all of the combinations tend to go
with a less than average intelligence and infertility. there are also
scientist who persist on studies, that more x-chromosomes mean more
feminin in matters of looks and behaviour as well as more y-chromosomes
mean a more muscular statue and a higher level of aggressivity.
I?m can?t really be counted to those cases, because i was born with the
typical male set of one X and one Y chromosome. The special thing about
me is, that i was also born with three X-chromosomes.
How?s that possible? Nobody knows for sure, but it hugely has to do with
lots of radiation and a couple of elite genetical biologists who with
the help of their colleagues tried to save the life of their unborn
child.
My parents met each other at university in the late 1970s, both studying
biology. Because of their outstanding achivements in 1983 they were
given the chance to join a group of the worlds leadingbiologists and
physics to experiment on radiation based mutations in bacteria. those
experiments were highly regarded as dangerous and ethical disputabel, so
it was done in the Ukraine, where the government was rather interested
in the military and financial uses of the results, than regulating the
methods.
It happens that my mother got pregnant at that time. but at the very
same time, something else happend less than 10 miles away from the
place, where my parentslived and worked. i don?t need to describe event,
because it?s enough to tell you, where my parents where in the last days
of april 1986: It?s called Tschernobyl.
noone knows if i was already received, When the first wave of radiation
reached my parents as well as their laboratory. but it?s save to say,
that the combination of sperms, eggs, artificial altered genetic
material from the experiments and the whole lot of different types of
nuclear radiation somehow did the trick.
Weeks later, after the whole enterprise was abandoned and my parents had
flet to Czechoslovakia, they found out that my mother was pregnant and
that something was entirely not right with the fetus. the genetic
material taken from my mothers womb seemed to indicate that there were
50 pairs of chromosomes that changed from a stable XY-combination to a
XXX or sometimes even a XXXX-combination. The fetus also took in a lot
of energy while performing that trick, so the mother needed to comsume
nearly twice as much nutrition as was deemed usual at that stage of
pregnancy.
Noone gave the baby a chance to be born or even grow up.
Unfortunately i don?t know much else of what happened with me and my
mother between that time and my birthday. The reason for that is, that,
like thousands of victims of the Tschernobyl-Catastrophy, my parents and
all of there colleagues got cancer an died within a couple of years
afterwards. The destruction of their work put back science decades. Some
people even suggest, that they went further than todays, 2008, knowledge
of the human genom.
After my mother had died at childbirth, my father took me to my mothers
sister. He died in 1988 on leukemia.
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Back to 2008.
What happened to the boy?
One would think, with a story like mine, there would be something very
special about my life. If someone is genetically engineered with lots of
radiation involved, comics like Spiderman and the Hulk come to mind.
Well, sorry about that, but i live a rather normal life in a small and
uneventful town. and most of all i have no special or rather usefull
superpowers. but on the other hand it would be the fattest of lies to
tell you, that i was a normal human beeing, which i?m most defninitely
not.
I`m Luca, i?m a 22 year old man of 6 ft heigth and a 165lb weight and i
work in a bank. I have few but close friends which, as well as my
girlfriend, i know since kindergarten. They know about me. They know,
that i?m also Luca, a 22 year old woman of 5 to 6 feet and 100 to 130lb.
She lacks the requirements to do a job like that...
That?s what?s left of the events around my birth. Ruffly 10% of the time
my DNA takes over to change me into a woman. It?s not quite clear, what
triggers it and why it happend in a matter of minutes, nor why my
metabolism seems to be prepared for that process.
To explain my life, i decided to take you with me on a ordinary friday
night, towards the end of the month.
---------------------------------------------------
It was 7 pm. I still sat in the office, trying to solve a problem that
came up on the late friday afternoon. Typical.
Also i was starving. But if i gave in and ate something, i couldn?t but
fall into the feeding-frenzy, that eventually starts the transition.
I had to work a lot lately. Even after hours and on the weekends. The
reason for that was, that the the bank that i work for changed their
stock-market-platform, so a lot of sofware-testing and conference calls
within the corporate group, which mainly was overseas, had to be done.
Instead of spending the usuall three days of every 28 day as my female
self, i put it back until the last moment. Monday was a holiday and so
it would have worked out fine to do it on the elongated weekend. but i
felt that that hat do be now or my nature woukd make it?s own way.
At 7.30 Jenna called to ask, when i?d be able to get off work. Tomorrow
was her 21 birthday an we wanted to go out with our friends and
celebrate that at midnight. i had promised. there was no way to bail out
now, no matter what. it was only than, that i confessed, that it
wouldn?t be her boyfreind, to escort her to the club tonight.
Jenna was awesome. Not only was she intelligent, charming and beautiful.
She was also more understanding and tolerant about my situation, than
anyone would even dream of. But it also was a fact, that Jenna was
definitely not a lesbian. And therefore she liked beeing with me much
more, when i was a man. I myself am all about her in every state of my
beeing, male or female, which can lead to uncomfortable situations.
I told Jenna, that Mike would pick me up at 8 pm and that she should
prepare the usual routine for 8.20 pm. She argued, that because of the
delay we probably wouldn?t get into the club, but there was nothing we
could do about that now.
At 7.50 i shut down my computer and left my office, when my stomache
started to cramp. I knew i brought that to myself, but that didn?t help
very much. I Ran to the bathroom and started to puke my guts out.
Another thing that distinguishes my life from superheroes. When my
transformation starts, it?s nothing but disgusting and ugly.
After this first phase was over, i grabed my things and left the bank.
Mike was already waiting outside. It took him only one look. "Man, don?t
tell me it already started?" "Take a guess. I told you i had no other
choice." "I?m glad i brought the bucket," he said.
We got in the car and i entered on the backseat, where the mentioned
bucket already waited for me. That would become i bumpy ride, i knew.
And so it was. When we arrived an Jenna?s appartement 25 minutes later,
we had stopped no less than 4 times and i had lost about 60 lb of mass.
i probably looked like a drug addict with a serious eating-disorder,
because when i got out of the car and had to be supportet be Mike, he
told me that i looked even worse than usual in that phase. "If i wouln?t
know better, i never got the idea what comes out of that in the end,
damn!"
We were just half way to the door, when it opened and Jenna came out.
Also i felt sick to the bone, i couldn?t but stare at her. She tied her
natural brunette wavy hair in ponytail, like always when she planned to
dance a lot. She wore a black satin blazer over matching shorts, tanning
pantyhose and leather-boots with a 4 inch heel. Together with her 5ft8
those made her eye-level with me, which i like. Well, at least for the
moment, because i usually shrank while transforming. When we kissed i
realized, that that had not happened yet. She also carried, besides her
handbag of course, a basket and a large sportsbag. "We have to get in,"
i said, "i?m already through with the loosing, as you can see. I need
some food or i?ll go crazy!" "Stop whining, i won?t risk standing in
front of a closed club," she said, "i brought everything you need to do
it all on the way there.""You got to be kidding me..."
I literally fell back into the car and Mike drove off.
"After you told me, that you would change tonight, i decided to have
everything else my way. I want to celebrate my birthday in a nice club
and dressed accordingly and so will you. No plain t-shirt, jeans and
sneakers for you, missy!" "I told you many times that i don?t like you
to talk to me like that.""Don?t start an argument, you?ll stop
protesting soon anyway." And she was right. I was already curious, what
clothing she had brought. A sure sign, that my psyche was already
changing as well. I also knew that in the next 30 Minutes i would loose
about 30 iq-points and be therefore easy manipulated be the one person i
loved more than anything else in the world. So why fight?
"You said you are already through with the loosing?" she asked. "Well,
then we have a problem. I brought for you my red leather pants. But if
you stay 6 ft tall, those pants with their flared leg will end somewhere
in the middle of your calve. Nope, that won?t work. We?ll have to
switch. Get your clothes off already, we don?t have much time!" "I won?t
do anything, before i ate!" My voice already had funny peaks in it. "Oh,
i forgot, i brought you something." She handed over the basket and i
startet devouring the energy-bars, protein-shakes and all the other
things, that over the years had proven to be the most helpful. Meanwhile
Jenna had somehow already peeled out of her clothes and rummaged around
in her sportsbag. She produced the pants, which were one of my favourite
pieces of her closet. When she put them on, i felt that familiar
tingeling in the groin. But i also knew it was useless now, there would
be no making out anytime soon...
We stopped to collect another of my friends, Thomas. When he jumped into
the frontseat of the car. He shot a glance at the back and produced a
big grin, before Jenna, who was not done yet, screamed at him to turn
around. "Double-date, i guess," he said while putting on the seatbelt.
"Any idea what will come out of it this time?" "She?ll be definitely
taller than you, her height stayed the same as far as it looks," Mike
informed him. "Ok, i?ll go with Jenna then," Thomas said, looking at
Jenna over his shoulder. "Maybe us girls want to go out single tonight,
ever thought of that?," she shot back. I was occupied with myself at
that moment and constantly zoning in and out. The tingeling had stopped
minutes ago and i knew there was nothing left between my legs, to
identify me as a man. I also concentrated not to moan at every time, one
of the boneshiftings hurt. With a little help from Jenna, i had managed
to put on panties, stockings and shorts. She also had put a bra on me,
which hung kind of loose, since there was nothing to fill it yet.
I also found it hard to concentrate on the talk of my friends, because,
as much as it hurts saying that, Luca is a bimbo. When i?m her i don?t
get most of the jokes and laugh anyway, so people will like me. But i?m
ok with that, because she is. I?d even say that i?m happier, when i?m
her. And most definetely i enjoy clubbing much much more, which probably
made up for celebrating her birthday solo, from Jenna?s point of view.
The fog in my mind cleared a bit. I found hair hanging into my view and
when i brushed away, i scratched my forehead a little with my
fingernails. Both was a consequence of the higher metabolism, that went
with the transition. Actually that came rather handy. When i turned my
head, i saw Jenna staring at me. "Wow," she said, "i?ll never get used
to seeing my boyfriend turn into a woman."
"Can we look now?" Thomas asked. "Not yet, she?s still missing two
important parts, if you know what i mean!" I didn?t know, what she
meant. I was cold and glad, when she offered me a cute white blouse to
put on. I was a little uncomfortable in the shorts, Jenna had given me
earlier. They were a little to loose for my taste. I was proud on my
hourglass figure with the matching bubble-butt und did not want to hide
that on a friday night in the club. But then i realized, that i was
flat-chested as a boy. I frowned at the thought, beeing seen like that.
"Where?s my boobies???" I asked and frowned, to show my confusion. Jenna
laughed at that. "Don?t worry sweety, any minute now, i think the
swelling has already begun." She pointed and indeed, the bra wasn?t
resting on my shoulders alone anymore. I was relieved. I also felt a
shiftig in the seat, which ment my buttocks had also started growing.
There obviously was enough testosterone left, to make me horny from the
thought of "tits and ass". I found this feeling helped a bit to relax
and therefore made it easier to move in a more feminine way. Jenna had
spend hours to show me how to move and behave like a woman, even walk on
all sorts of heels. And i was thankful for that.
I sat up in the seatkeeping my knees together, although tonight i didn?t
wear a skirt. I straightened my blouse and realized, that a nice
cleavage had formed underneath. The bra was a c-cup and my breasts were
a b-cup right now, so it looked quite fine. I held still, while Jenna
did something to my face, probably applying make-up. I?d rather die than
to be seen without, so there was no way for me to do it myself in the
clubs restrooms. Maybe later.
We finally arrived at the club at 9.30 pm. Unfortunately we saw the
people standing already in line, before we even saw the entrance with
the clubs humongous ball-headed bouncer.
A ridiculous "Yeay, clubbing" in a surprising low voice escaped my
mouth, when we had found a parking spot and i could barely stop myself
from clapping like a little girl. Probably the last reluctance. "You
might wait with the talking a little longer, Luca, kay?," Jenna said. I
had a little trouble opening the door, so the three of my friends got
out before me and Jenni opened the door for me. "Sorry," i giggled.
Jenni looked awesome in her skintight red leather pants and the silvery
glittering top she wore above that. I wondered if i had looked even
better in that. Instead i wore that boring black shorts and a boring
white blouse with the black blazer. When i put on the blazer i
accidently brushed over my right breast and shivered. The view of Jenni
had apparently turned me on. I couldn?t wait to get out of the car and
sashaying along the waiting line, also i could have looked much sexiar
in different clothes.
"Forgot something?," Jenni asked, when i was about to set my hosed foot
in the snow. She held a pair of black leather pumps in front of my face.
I grined, the 6ft heels was just my favourite height. I put them on and
stood up. Something was not right. When Jenni and i both wore heels, we
usually were eye-level, which i liked. But now i looked down on her. and
not even on her, Thomas also seemed to be even shorter than my slender
shoulders. Weird. "I told you Luca, there would be a problem. And i
can?t give you my boots, because they probably are too small for your
feet and less possible to squeeze in than those pumps. I pouted. This
was no fun. "Let?s get going," Mike said, who was the only person was a
little taller than me. Him beeing 6ft8, that meant i was probably - i
was like - well taller than usual.
"Come Jenni, let?s go dancing!" "We?ll have to get in line first,"
Thomas suggested. "No," i said, "I?m way to cold to stand around with
those people, let?s talk to that guy." I pointed to the bouncer. After
all, he was a man with eyes. "Luca, you sound like a tranny, let me do
the talking," Jenni said. She was right, that was embarrasing. On our
way to the entranced i took a look in the car windows, we past by on the
parking lot. I had to crouch a little, which i did anyway to appear not
so freakishly tall. I also was getting used to walki in high heels once
again, so i took tiny steps, which looked strange. I stopped. Still
looking into a car window i straightened up. I looked amazing. Those
legs seemed never to end. The additional inflation of my butocks and
hips hade made Jenni?s shorts into figure-hugging hotpants. My breast
mus have grown, because they perfectly fit the bra now. I buttoned the
blazer, so my supertight midriff was reveled and it also gave the
boobies a nice push up. I gave myself a seductive wink and felt
something warm in my belly.
"Yeah, we?ll get in there," i tried to purr, but immediatelly grabbed my
throat, surprised to still sound like a man. I walked towards the
entrance of the club, one step in front of the other, like Jenni had
shown me. I even added a little swaying of my hips. The clicking of my
heels, when we had reached the conrete only added to my confidence. I
turned around to summon Jenni to my side and gesturing to the boys to
stay behind a little. I already could see some guys in the line to look
in our direction. Suddenly a shock went to my whole body and Jenni had
to hold me upright. From her look i quickly realized what was goin on.
My breast startet to grow. I litteraly draged her behind me further
towards the bouncer. When we arrived it had stopped and standing in
front of the bouncer stood the best looking woman he had ever seen. That
the dd-tits nearly were jumping out of the way to small bra and blouse
was only emphasized by the fact, that he himself, muscular and broad-
shouldered as he was, stood only 5ft10 and therefore was about eye-level
with them.
I feared he?s start drooling. "Hey..." i coughed, "Hey gorgeous. My
friend Jenni and i are, like, freezing our little booties of. Can you
pleeze let us in? Pretty pleeze, with cheese on top." I gave him a look,
that would probably have made my male self cum immediately. I only later
realized, that the seductive voice, that i had just used, only came to
me that very second. Nailed it, i guess..." "Thank you," i said, giving
the bouncer a fat print of pink lipgloss on his cheek, while Jenni and
the boys went into the club behind me, "i?ll remeber that." "Slut,"
someone whispered behind me, but when i turned, i saw Jenni grinning at
me. She also gave me a clap on the butt, which while hurting like hell,
send shivers through my whole behind.
I clapped my hands together and tried tiny jumps on my high heels, which
made my breats jiggle like jelly. i finally felt like myself and the
evening could begin...
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