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Medicine, Part 1
by Sarah Tandomwerk
Author's note: I have to admit, I don't know where I initially planned
to take this at all, if I even had a plan. But after I finished "Milk,
Milk, Lemonade..." I went back through my notes and ideas and this one
was so much more written than I thought (I literally thought I only had
a line of an idea but it was pretty much all there lol), so I decided
to fill in what gaps there were and post it as a first part. Maybe you
guys can give me an idea where you want it to go in reviews :)
--
I'd never spoken a lot to Harriet Matthews though I always felt a
certain kinship with her. We were both very quiet and withdrawn, known
as loners in the classes we shared. We'd often get thrown together on
the rare occasion it was compulsory to work with a partner on
something, and we'd mumble the bare minimum to get by but mostly we'd
work alone and do a convincing job at the end of an assignment of
bringing our stuff together for presentation. So there had to be some
kind of understanding, I guess, even if we were as uncomfortable with
each other as we were with anybody else, or ourselves.
Today was biology and we were once again meant to form teams. As always
I pretended I hadn't heard the instruction, watched the others pairing
up, waiting to be forced into engaging with another soul. Often in
other classes there would be an uneven number, I'd be left alone and
the teacher would concede that I was able to work by myself. Sometimes
I found other excuses to be left alone. But Harriet was just as alone
as me. I looked up to see her putting her stuff on my workbench.
"I guess it's us again..." she weakly smiled. She was pretty in a mousy
way. She never wore makeup or did her hair like the other girls, nor
did she dress anything special. Her face had a light fuzz to it like a
peach. Her lips were incredibly sexy - curved and pointy in all the
right places. Her thick eyebrows arched dramatically giving her a
constant look of bemusement with everything like she knew something the
world did not. Her nose was round and slightly bulbous but perfectly
tiny. Her eyes could cut glass when focussed. I had often thought if I
ever had a girlfriend it could be someone like Harriet. But I never
knew how to do all that stuff.
My heart sank as Mr. Walker told us we'd be expected to finish writing
up today's work in these teams at home. I thought fast.
"Sir, I don't think my mum will let me bring a friend home at this
short notice."
"Mum," felt silly on my tongue in class and I felt my cheeks burning.
It was a fair protest, but it wasn't true. My parents wouldn't even
know if I brought someone home for a couple of hours, even a girl.
"It's ok we can go to mine," Harriet said, smiling at me.
I looked at her, my surprise that she wouldn't play along with my lie
probably clear on my face.
"I..." it was no good making Harriet feel stupid too,"I guess I'll call
them..." I said.
"Excellent," Mr. Walker clapped his hands together. Excellent.
--
It's strange enough entering a friend's house for the first time. It's
not just the always subtle and interesting change in smell, the whole
atmosphere is different, like going to another world.
Harriet slowly closed the door behind her and I felt completely
helpless. It's even stranger being in a stranger's bedroom - a girl's
bedroom - so soon after so much other disorientation.
And what a girl's bedroom it was - it was exciting in its sheer old
fashioned-ness. So much white. Soft pink piping. A doll's house - a
proper, old doll's house, the kind I'd only seen in horror films,
standing almost as tall as us against the wall. It wasn't Harriet at
all. But I guess I really didn't know her.
"I... guess I need to decorate, but there's always something else," she
mumbled, sitting down on the end of her bed.
"It's pretty." I stepped forward, not knowing where to plant myself.
"Pretty" sounded almost sillier than "mum". Burning cheeks again.
"You can sit next to me if you want," she smiled again. I felt my whole
body shaking. It wasn't all my usual nerves, this was something else.
Something about this room was just so, so new to me.
"I like you."
Her words instantly stopped the shakes.
"I like you too." I smiled, but couldn't meet her eyes with mine.
"Well I guess we should finish this," she said, taking her satchel off
her shoulder and pulling out her books, "then we can have some fun."
Fun...
Her words kept stopping my mind in its tracks. I hadn't really gone
round to friend's houses, not even boys, for years, I preferred to read
and watch TV on my own, at home. I didn't really know what fun meant
anymore - especially to a girl. I felt excited and nervous all over
again.
"Oh..." Harriet laughed.
One of the books had fallen open on the reproduction pages, with
cartoon drawings of a girl and boy standing side by side, shameless
like Adam and Eve, with all their privacy on display. Though it was
just lines, and not very pretty ones at that, that Y shape between the
girl's legs still made me feel funny. I'd still not seen one like that
- just big hairy ones in my brother's magazines which made me feel
funny too, just not as nice.
Harriet laughed again, through her nose. I felt my cheeks burning
again. I must've stared too long, but when I looked over her eyes were
still on the pictures too.
"You know they used to use real photos in these books. Kids too. It's
all so stupid."
Finally our eyes were locked on one another and this time I couldn't
look away. She eyed me intensely like she was trying to see right
inside me, and for a moment I felt like she could, felt naked. I felt a
twitching, down there.
"I'll show you... if you want..."
I'm not sure how long I let those words hang in the air. I was dazed,
dizzy. I didn't notice myself getting so hard.
Suddenly she was closer, so close I felt her breath on my face. "I'll
take my clothes off... if you do..." she spoke slowly, assuring me I hadn't
heard wrong or misunderstood.
"O... okay..." I realised my throat was dry and barely made a sound. My
face must've looked like it was on fire.
She put her hands on my cheeks, icy cold. It felt incredible.
"We don't have to if you don't want to. I just thought you wanted to."
"I... do want to..." I started breathing easier as my face cooled, "just I
never did anything like this before..."
She laughed again, every sound she made was beautiful, "you think I
have?"
She acted like she had, for sure.
"OK I'll go first," she said, "I trust you."
She walked over to the door and locked it, laughing through her nose
again as she turned back to me, "now I trust you."
She took her jacket off and unbuttoned her shirt faster than I
expected. I didn't know where to look. I wondered if I should start
taking something off.
Harriet bit her lip, stepping towards me. "There's something I should
tell you," she began, taking her shirt off. She had a sports bra on.
Again she was getting closer than I expected her to. She didn't stop
until the bra was brushing my face. I could smell the fabric softener.
"You're not like the other boys," she said, "that's why I like you. I'm
not like the other girls either."
She sat on my knee and I felt the tightness of her skirt loosen as she
reached behind her back and unfastened it. She stood up and let it fall
to the floor.
"I know I can trust you not to tell anyone," she continued, pulling
down her tights.
"Okay, are you ready?" she looked at me again with those arched,
smirking eyebrows. I was so turned on I couldn't think straight enough
to be afraid anymore.
"Sure..." I looked at her thick cotton panties, wondering if it'd be that
elusive Y I thought this hidden Harriet might have or the hairy type I
guess I would've imagined her having before, if I'd even thought of her
down there...
She made up for the quickness with which she removed all the other
things with this final reveal. Just as she pulled the panties down low
enough for me to think she might be entirely hairless down there, she
turned, teasing me, but it was exciting enough to see the crack of her
butt being just as slowly unveiled. She lowered her panties to the
floor and stepped out of them, then turned back, hands over her crotch.
"Tada," she said flatly, taking her hands away and letting them hang at
her side.
Between her legs... it was a tiny uncircumcised, baby smooth penis. I'd
never been so turned on by something so beyond my concept of sex in my
life. I immediately wanted to wrap my lips around it as much if not
more than I'd ever wanted to stick my tongue inside what I thought she
had there. It was just so... perfect, yet...
"You look disappointed," she said.
"Well because it means we can't... I mean it's hot, you know but... we
can't... you know..."
"Do it?" she laughed yet another of her beautiful laughs.
"Yeh..."
She fondled her little cock making me feel funny "Well I can think of
two ways at least..."
"Yeh?" I sputtered not wanting to guess.
"Well either I can put it in your butt or-"
"Or I can put mine in yours?"
"Well that's another way but what I was gonna say was - or you can take
the same medicine I did-"
She reached over and opened the draw of her bedside table, taking out a
small purple coloured vial. I felt myself getting harder in my pants at
the impossible thought of what she was suggesting.
"Medicine?"
"Well, you know about periods right?"
My cheeks burned again. I knew many boys in our class wouldn't - or
they'd pretend they wouldn't. Boys just weren't supposed to know about
those things. But, "Yeah..." I replied. I did.
"Well I started mine earlier than most. And I hated it. My grandma was
looking after me one time and saw how sad it was making me, and she
gave me this. She used to work in a circus I guess and collected all
kinds of old junk. I just take a few drops once a month that's all it
takes. Have to avoid sports of course."
"But isn't it - wasn't it -?" I didn't really know what I wanted to
say. I was a mess of thoughts and feelings.
"Oh it was really weird at first. She didn't exactly explain to me how
it was gonna make things better down there. One day I was watching
Drake and Josh though and... well..." she looked down at it smiling
secretly, "I found out it wasn't so bad."
It already didn't seem as odd to me as it might have hours previously.
I was so turned on by the strange sight of this girl I had been
crushing on since the day I first met her, with a dick between her
legs. Imagining myself with no dick... with the pussy I now missed on her
- with that cock going into me and that girl in my arms... I'd sometimes
wondered if I was gay or transexual, but this would be neither. We'd be
like impossible beings, a boy and a girl with the actual opposite
genitals to what we were born with. What if I couldn't change back? I
was surprised to find how little that thought worried me.
"So you want some or not?" she waved the purple vial at me, biting her
bottom lip a little, touching her smooth member with her free hand.
"God yes-" the words escaped my mouth as naturally as gasping for air
after a long dive. "Wait-" momentarily coming to my senses, "it's not
permanent is it?"
She eyed me again with those eyes and I realised I loved feeling this
powerless. I was practically exploding in my pants. After what seemed
like minutes she finally answered, "No, 2 drops equals one month. One
drop doesn't seem to do a thing, though, so it's a month or nothing. To
be honest I don't know what it does to boys but... I'd love to find out..."
She came closer to me with the vial. I'd never been so close to another
human being in my life. Her breasts touched my chest. She was still
wearing the sports bra. I could feel her breathing.
"Are you, I mean - are they -?" I awkwardly glanced at her chest.
"It only changes down there. I'm all girl." She pulled the sports bra
over her had and guided my hand up to one of them. I couldn't contain
myself anymore. As if she knew, she put her hand down my pants and
grabbed my erection. I came almost instantly with her fist tightly
clutched around me. We fell to her bed and all I could do was disappear
in her embrace.
"It's ok," she said softly, still rubbing my wet cock. "Say ahh..." she
took the cork out of the purple vial with her teeth and I obediently
stuck my tongue out. Two glistening drops of liquid fell from the
bottle. It tasted of parma violets, but bitter like echanacea. She
kissed me as I passed out.
--
I woke up to Harriet staring at me with the secret smile on her face.
"It's okay, you haven't missed it... it takes a while. Here -" She held
out a glass of water for me. "I cleaned you up - you made quite a mess.
Your head is probably spinning."
"I think everything's spinning," I said. "What time is it?" I didn't
feel right at all. Like my whole insides were jelly. I sat up to drink
the water and realised I was naked from the waist down.
"Don't worry I finished our work. Now we can watch." She stared at my
crotch.
"It feels - numb..." I touched my penis. It was sort of semi erect, but
felt like it was drunk. I put the empty glass down on the dresser.
"So thirsty."
"Oh the bathroom is just through that door." She pointed.
"Oh I don't need to -" but she was right. I suddenly need to pee badly.
I got up and made my way to where Harriet had shown me. She looked
excited as she followed. "It's starting," she said. I was unnerved as
she followed me into the bathroom but I needed to go so badly I didn't
think I'd suffer my usual pee shyness, and it was her bathroom. I stood
over the bowl and lifted the seat.
"You might wanna start getting used to sitting down..." she said, looking
down at my hand on my penis.
"For old time's sa-" I began but didn't finish. As I released, I
immediately realised something was off. I looked down and saw my hand
definitely still on my dick, but I felt my bladder releasing and a
spray of warmth between my legs. Oh god, I thought, was I having
diarrhoea in front of the first girl who ever wanted me, no matter how
strange the circumstances?
"Oh my god, I'm sorry..." I burst out, looking down as I turned to face
Harriet, relieved to see only urine wetting the floor. "I don't know
what - ow..." I felt a dull but definite tugging in my groin.
"Come back to the bed." She reached out and took my hand. "Don't worry
it happened to me the first few mornings. Try going sitting down with
morning wood!" Her jovial calm wasn't really doing anything for me.
She lay me down on the bed. "Open your legs more," she ordered, peering
with fascination at my crotch. I tried to look too, but I'd always been
terrible at sit-ups.
"You have a little pee hole," she pointed, and touched somewhere
completely new and sensitive below my balls. Wait - as I observed, as
best I could, feeling with my own hand, I realised.
"My balls are gone."
"Uhuh," she couldn't stop touching me now. Her fingers were prodding
the flesh between my legs making my penis burn with passion. But while
it felt like I was getting harder, it was like every minute it was only
getting smaller. Harriet seemed to read my mind again. She leaned
forward and kissed my dwindling manhood, then fully wrapped her mouth
around it and began gently sucking. I'd never felt such electricity in
my life. I'd heard that real sex was so much more than touching oneself
and understood as much from how crazy it seemed to make people but
never really believed it. The intensity of feeling in my cock right now
was so much I feared my whole bottom half could die when I finally
released. Harriet sucked harder, and finally as she suddenly took her
right forefinger and inserted it into my butt hole, I could take it no
longer. My body shuddered like an earthquake and it felt like my very
soul escaped my crotch into Harriet's perfect lips. She continued
sucking as my body spasmed over and over, then licking something new as
I began to re-enter the world. I felt her wetness enter me for the
first time. Was that my ass, or?
Harriet finally took a break from her licking as if she'd lost herself
in the act as much as I had. She looked up, her eyes almost
frighteningly wild.
"I think it worked," she said and immediately resumed. I watched her
tongue enter and I felt it but couldn't believe my eyes as I saw total
flatness between my legs. My legs were still damp with pee and there
was a patch of semen and saliva, and Harriet's tongue lapping at a
perfectly hairless vagina - my vagina. It felt numb like my penis had
earlier. I reached a hand down and touched where my penis used to be.
"It's real," I gasped. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I'd wanted
this but what was I going to do now? If this was going to last a month
like Harriet said, I was going to have to hide it from people. It was
incredible, impossible. "Harriet," I said, not really knowing what to
say but just wanting her attention. She was still lapping like a kitten
at my pussy. "Harriet..."
She suddenly stopped and sat up at the foot of the bed. "Sorry. I kinda
lost myself. You taste amazing." She looked genuinely embarrassed for
the first time. Her penis looked bigger than it had been since I first
saw it. She caught my gaze.
"So..."
"So..." I countered. She re-manouvred herself so her penis was more
visible to me. If it had turned me on before to see such a thing
between a girl's legs, then now it was actually capable of driving me
insane. I knew what her "so" meant, and that wild look in her eyes, and
I felt something in those new folds between my legs that I understood
completely. It suddenly didn't matter that me and Harriet never talked
much. Suddenly words weren't necessary. I lay back again and opened my
legs. Harriet crawled on top of me. I felt like I might pass out again
so rich was the mix of fear and desire in me at this moment.
"Wait!" I stopped her, knowing it wouldn't be for long as I felt her
tip brushing at something unimaginable down there, numbing my senses
GOD I wanted her in me, "Can I get pregnant?" I asked.
She arched her eyebrows and curled her lips, staring down at me, and
whispered, "I have no idea..."
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