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Twin Switch: Kelly and Mark By Karen Singer Chapters 5 - 8 Chapter 5 The following morning, Janice was almost relieved to see her two twins back to being themselves again. And she spent a lot of time that morning just looking at them that way. Kelly once again looked absolutely lovely in another of her new outfits - high heels and all. She had once again repainted Kelly's nails for her the night before while Mark looked on and filled his sister in on everything the rest of the world thought that the real Kelly had done. And then Kelly filled her brother in on everything that "he" was supposed to have done - the biggest news of course was that he had gotten to play shortstop for the last half of the game. That had really surprised Mark. But once again he realized that while he was good enough at shortstop on the girls' team, he had never measured up enough to play the position on the boys' team. But his sister had seemed to do it just fine. Now, to Janice, everything seemed so normal in the family. And it was a feeling she did everything she could to hold onto. Because she knew that very shortly, it was all going to change. They were all sitting having breakfast at the table. They were all in the middle of eating, when Bill suddenly shook his head and pushed his bowl of cereal away from him. "I can't eat anymore," he declared softly. Everyone looked up at him in surprise. Bill looked from one twin to the other. Now, with Kelly dressed so femininely for a change, his two kids no longer looked so much alike. But he knew perfectly well now how that could all change in an instant. So it was time to talk to them again. "Look," he said. "You two did really, really well last night. I'm proud of both of you." He looked straight at Mark. "And I do mean both of you!" Mark could only blush. If only he had been able to play that way with the boys! "So am I done now?" Mark asked hopefully. "I don't have to pretend to be Kelly anymore?" It was Janice who replied for her husband. "Not quite." She saw her son deflate somewhat. She couldn't blame him. Bill pushed his chair back and got up from the table. He was about to start a very troubling conversation and he knew it might be a long one. "Look," he told everyone, "this may take a while. So if you're late for school or anything, don't worry about it. We'll get you there. So just listen up for a few minutes." He searched for what he should say next and chose the lesser of all the evils. "Okay," he finally said, "First off, all groundings are off!" He looked directly at Mark. "And that includes you in particular!" "Yessss!" Mark hissed joyfully. "You can both go and do anything you like. Go out with your friends, whatever, I don't care. As long as you don't get into any kind of trouble at all! Because if you do, I can guarantee that you'll really be sorry! Got that?" He saw his two kids nod happily. Well, that was the easy part. But where should he go next? Might as well start getting into the meat of it. "Now," he said, "you both did really well last night. And your mother and I both realized something when we saw you. And I'm afraid it kind of surprised us more than we thought it would. From everything we've seen, Kelly, you seem to fit in better on the boys' team, and Mark, you were such a good fit on the girls' team it wasn't funny! Plus, because of the way you both played last night..." he paused for a moment and looked straight at Kelly... "and I guess in particular, because of the way you've been playing from the start on the boys' team... if you two suddenly go back to playing on the team you're supposed to be on... then I'm afraid everyone is going to wonder what happened. They're especially going to see that Mark had suddenly been great... then suddenly he's not so great anymore. While Kelly, on the softball field, didn't change much at all. I'm afraid that's going to raise way too many questions for both of you. It's not going to look right at all!" He paused a moment to look at both his kids. Both of them were suddenly wide eyed, although Mark now looked a bit fearful... which Bill supposed he should. Kelly on the other hand, looked a whole lot happier, which didn't surprise him in the least. He continued with what he was sure both kids were anticipating. "So for the rest of the season, Kelly, you're going to continue to play as Mark... and Mark, you're going to be Kelly!" This time it was Kelly's turn to hiss, "Yesss!" Mark's spirits dropped as once again he was reminded of how much he had failed with the boys... but his sister hadn't. "But that's not all," Janice added, now that she saw that her husband's last decree had sunk into them. She saw both her kids look to her. She looked to her husband. "You want me to tell them?" "Go ahead. Please!" he added. Janice nodded. There's only about six weeks of school left," she said, "during that time, I suggest you both try to be your normal selves as much as you can outside of those baseball games. Because once school is over, and both your father and I feel we're ready for it..." She looked at her daughter. "You Kelly are going to become Mark for the rest of the summer, and you Mark, are going to become Kelly. Both of you. Completely. In every way we can manage. As much as we're able, you're both going to find out what it's like to completely be each other. All the time. No matter what. Like it or not!" She couldn't help but notice the absolute shock on both of her twin's faces. Although Kelly's was quickly turning more toward delight. "Because of that," she continued, "I'm afraid that both your father and I will be working very hard with both of you between now and then..." "And afterwards too!" Bill added. Janice nodded her agreement. "Yes, afterwards perhaps even more. But we're going to be working with you to straighten out every little flaw we can find in both of you. You Mark are going to find out just what it's like to be a girl in this world..." "And you Kelly," Bill jumped in, "are going to find out what it means to be my son! And don't think it's going to be easy - either of you!" "No, it won't!" Janice agreed. "We want you to both fully experience what it's like to be your twin. So that means that if we think Kelly would go and be with her friends to do whatever...." She looked directly at Mark, "then you're going to do it." "And the same goes for whatever we think Mark would do," Bill added. "You're not getting out of anything. So we feel that it's in your best interest now, for the two of you to do everything possible to teach each other all about yourself. And I mean all about yourself. Including everything you know about your friends and everything else you do." "You should probably fill each other in on every conversation you have with all your friends from now on," Janice added. "I had an idea for that last night," Bill said, "I'm going to try to get them some small recorders so they can record all their conversations. That way they can actually hear some of the conversations they have with their friends." "That's a really good idea," Janice approved. "I would think it should help them to speak a lot better too." "That was another of my reasons," Bill replied. "What's wrong with the way we talk now?" Kelly asked. "I thought we were doing a great job." Janice shook her head. "Yes, you are doing well, but we've both noticed a few things that need a lot of work." "Like what?" But Janice just shook her head. "This isn't the time to get into that. For now, we just need the two of you to know what's going on, and we really need you two to start teaching each other all about yourselves." Janice noticed that her son had remained perfectly quiet through the whole conversation so far. She looked at him. "What do you think?" Mark wasn't sure what to think. It was more like his brain had completely shut down. Be his sister for the whole summer? He finally managed to open his mouth. "Do I have to?" "Fraid so, honey," Janice replied. "Fraid so." Janice drove her kids to school that morning since the bus had already come and gone just before they could get ready for school. As she pulled up in front of the school to let the kids off, she turned to them. "This afternoon when you get home, do whatever you want, or be whoever you want, but when I get home tonight, I want to see two Kellys in the kitchen to help me prepare dinner. And I'd like you two to try to look as much like identical twins as possible please." She saw Kelly's face light up in a huge grin, but the wide-eyed shock only seemed to increase on Mark's face. He still hadn't come to grips with this yet. Well, he had more than month to get used to the idea. It wasn't until late in the morning when the butterflies in Kelly's stomach finally settled down. She was going to get to be her brother for the entire summer! She could throw off the shackles of being a girl all summer - and let Mark have them instead! She couldn't wait! She didn't dare tell anyone anything at all about her big news... just as she knew that Mark wouldn't dare tell anyone either. Besides, nobody would believe her anyway. Kelly was truly in heaven all day. Especially when Gary sat down next to her near the end of lunch, interrupting the conversation her friends had been in the middle of. "Hey Kelly, we still on for this weekend?" "You bet!" Kelly found herself replying, more in a wide-eyed daze than anything else. "Great!" Gary said. "I'll call you about it later. Hey, Mark said you had a game last night too. How'd you do?" "We won," Kelly replied, trying hard to remember everything Mark had told her went on last night. "I got a double," she added. Gary nodded his approval. Then he looked up at the rest of the girls. "I better get out of here now, but I'll call you later." "Later," Kelly replied as she watched him getting up from his seat. "You've got a date?" Melody exclaimed loudly and excitedly. Mark went through school that day with a shocked wide-eyed gaze at everything. He didn't realize it until much later in the day, but he had spent an awful lot of time all day staring at the girls and watching them - and not like he usually would. Today he found himself watching them to see how they behaved - as well as how they looked. He certainly wasn't going to get past that part. But the part that worried him, was that for the entire summer, he was going to have to behave and look just like them! He had seen his sister many times all day... as he usually did. Of course they both had a few classes together so there was little choice. But more than once, the two of them had locked eyes for a while. He wondered if she could tell how scared he was. He had noticed though that she was reacting to the whole situation a lot better than he was. She seemed to be her usual self, bold and confident all day long. Today, he felt anything but bold and confident. All summer long? For the entire summer, he was going to have to look and act like all those girls? "Thank you very much," Janice said into the phone. "I'll see you then." She had gotten lucky, her doctor's office had a cancellation and she could see her later this afternoon. She wasn't sure what Bill would think about her idea, she hadn't told him... and she wasn't sure she would tell him... yet. But she had the idea and she wanted to find out about it. She left work at lunchtime, telling her boss that she had a doctor appointment right after lunch and would be late getting back. Her boss didn't have a problem with it, fortunately. She ate a light lunch then went in to see her doctor. As usual, things at her doctor's office went slower than they should, but she eventually got into an examination room and eventually her doctor came in. Janice's doctor, unlike her husband's, was a woman. Janice was simply more comfortable with a woman poking all over her body than with a man. Most of her friends felt the same way. "And what brings you in to see me today, Janice?" her doctor asked as she started to grab her stethoscope to listen to Janice's heart. Janice held up her hand to stop her. "Actually, I'm not here for myself today," she replied. "You're not?" the doctor asked, quite surprised. "No. Actually, I'm here for my children. My two teen twins." The doctor found a chair and sat down. "What kind of problem are they having?" After taking a deep breath, Janice went on to explain exactly what was going on and what she wanted. The doctor listened to it all carefully, but incredulously. Then she asked, "You're really going to try to switch them around for the summer? Have them pretend to be each other?" "Yeah, believe it or not." "And you want them both to feel as much like each other as possible?" "That's the whole idea," Janice replied. "I want them each to try to experience as much as possible what it feels like to be the other sex... or in this case, to be their twin." The doctor nodded. "Look," she said, I really don't think I can help you. This is not something I've ever even heard of. But... you've kind of got me curious. They really look that much alike?" Janice nodded. "Would you mind bringing them in sometime, just so I can see them? I'm having a hard time imagining them to be that similar." Janice was disappointed that the doctor wouldn't commit to going further, but she agreed to bring her two kids in. Heck, her kids hadn't seen a doctor for a while anyway. Besides, maybe the kids could change her doctor's mind. "I kind of want to do this as soon as possible," Janice told her. The doctor nodded. "I'll tell the desk to try to work you in as soon as they can, okay?" Janice got lucky. The appointment was set up for late Tuesday afternoon. The bus dropped them off after school right at the end of their driveway. "Mom said we need to be identical twins tonight," Kelly said as soon as the bus had driven off. "Shall we get started?" The feeling of shock that had stayed with Mark most of the day suddenly returned. "Do I have to?" he asked. Kelly immediately noticed that her brother hadn't vehemently protested like he would have done before their situation started. The way he had asked the simple question had seemed more meek, as if he was looking at her as the leader. "I think you probably should," she replied as kindly as she could. She saw him nod, but he didn't say anything else. The clothes Kelly picked out for them both were just two pairs of shorts and two t-shirts... the same thing she usually wore. But the shorts and t-shirts both were as close as she could come to finding things that looked the same. "Get undressed, silly," she said to her brother when he just continued to stand there in her room and watch her. Mark tried to shake his feeling of despondency off, but it only partially worked. He headed for his room through their joining bathroom. "Just wear your panty thingy and the girdle thingy," Kelly called after him. We're both girls here today, that should be good enough." Mark found himself shaking slightly, but he continued on into his room to do as he was told. A few minutes later, he slowly made his way back through the bathroom, wearing only the garments that hid his male body. Kelly was already dressed in her shorts and t-shirt when he got back. She almost giggled at him, but she forced herself not to. She handed him one of her bras that was just like the one she was wearing and watched as he put it on - much easier than he used to. She handed him two pairs of panties as well and watched as he stuffed those into the cups of his bra. The panties she found for him to wear were very close to the ones she was wearing just then, although she wasn't about to show him. When he put them on, the flesh colored panty he was wearing under them mostly disappeared. He was already looking much more like a girl. With the addition of the shorts and the t-shirt, they were ready to move onto other things. "What do you want to do with our hair?" she asked. Mark just shrugged. "I don't know," he replied rather dully. "Just braid it I guess." "Oh come on," Kelly replied. "Since we're going to be twin girls tonight, let's figure out something different!" A small piece in the back of Mark's mind thought about protesting, but it never got much further than a brief thought. He shrugged as if he didn't care - which he didn't. Kelly went to the bathroom and found her brush. But while she was there, she plugged her curling iron in so it could start heating up. Then she went back out and started brushing his hair. "I think maybe just something simple tonight," she suggested. "We're only wearing shorts and t-shirts. We don't need anything too fancy." Mark was glad about that. "Thanks," he replied with more feeling than he had shown so far. Kelly sectioned off parts of his hair on each side of his head, just slightly back from the front. She pulled them back behind his head and fastened them with a rubber band. Then she went to the mirror and did the same thing to her hair. Afterwards, she dragged Mark into the bathroom and wrapped one of the front sections she had left hanging loose around and around the curling iron. "Hold this for a few minutes," she told him as she handed him the hot instrument. Mark grabbed the handle and carefully kept it in place while he watched his sister go back to her room for something else. He wasn't happy to see her come back with two matching ribbons. She grabbed the curling iron from him and pulled the hair out... which came out in a long curly spiral. Then she wrapped the hair on the other side of his head and handed him the iron to hold again. While Mark was creating a spiral on the other side of his head, Kelly took one of the ribbons and tied a bow over top of the rubber band she had place in his hair to hold it back. Then she took the curling iron from him and pulled it out into another long wide spiral to match the other side. She took the brush and brushed around his head a few times. "There!" she said. "Pretty good!" She quickly did her hair the same way while he watched. Except that when she was done, she handed him the ribbon and turned her back to him. "Do me please." She waited while Mark did his best to tie the ribbon into a bow. Then she grabbed a hand-held mirror to check on what he had done. She shook her head turned her back to him. "Do it again. Wrap the ribbon around the hair a few more times, and this time, make the bow bigger and spread it out better." Mark had to go through it all again. It wasn't perfect, but at least Kelly was more pleased with it. Did the ribbon in his hair look as girly as that? He had no doubt that it probably did. "Come on," Kelly said as she made her way back into her bedroom. A minute later, he was trying to copy his sister as she added just a tiny touch of makeup. First she did something, then he had to do it - twice unfortunately with everything since she declared he needed the practice. And after that, Mark got to "relax" as he watched his sister paint his fingernails to match hers. Once again, Kelly was struck by how passive Mark was being. She could tell he was definitely bothered by everything, yet he was letting her lead him around like a lost child. No resistance at all. There was a part of her that wanted desperately to crow wildly over what she was doing to him... and over what he was going to have to endure in the months to come, but she forced herself to remain as calm and loving as she possibly could. She didn't want to scare him off now! When Janice got home that night, she indeed found herself with two identical daughters. Well, fairly identical anyway. Close enough to be somewhat startling. She had both of them working at helping her prepare dinner, which was a very strange but very nice thing for Janice. But halfway through the preparations, the house phone rang and she had to go and answer it. "Hello?" "Hi Mrs. Robinson," the voice on the on the other end said. "Gary?" Janice asked. "How are you?" "Fine," Gary replied. "You want Mark? You'll have to hold on for a minute so I can get him." "No!" Gary quickly corrected her. "Um... is Kelly there instead?" Janice was surprised, but she remembered the text that her daughter had sent about their date. "Um... sure, no problem. I'll call her." Moving the phone away from her face she yelled, "Kelly!" A moment later she was surprised to see two Kelly's come in answer. She laughed to herself and pointed to the real Kelly. "Phone," she said as she held the receiver for her. "It's Gary." Kelly's heart started to trip again. "Hello?" Janice watched her daughter talking excitedly on the phone. And she watched her other "daughter" watching Kelly. She was tempted to tell Mark to leave his sister alone for a few minutes, but now Mark needed to know everything that was going on in his sister's life - including things like this. A moment later, she saw Kelly look away from the phone. "Mom, can I go to the movies with Gary on Sunday?" The answer to that one was a foregone conclusion for Janice, and she watched as Kelly excitedly told Gary that she could go. As far as she knew, this would be Kelly's first actual date with a boy! Bill was a few minutes late getting home from work that night. He had made a lot of phone calls during the day to try to find the kind of voice recorders he was looking for. And when he finally went to look at them, he had a hard time deciding on exactly which kind to get for his kids. He wound up buying two that were on a key ring and looked very similar to the key fob he had for his car. He gave one to each of his kids that night with instructions on how to best use them. Dinner seemed very surreal that night as two Kelly's sat at the table for dinner! But after dinner, and after both Kelly's had finished cleaning up and doing the dishes, Janice sat both of them down at the table for a "talk." She turned first to the real Kelly. "Kelly I need you to tell us all about what went on in school today?" "Like what?" Kelly asked. "Do you want to know about school stuff or my friends?" Instead of answering her, Janice turned toward Mark. "Now Mark, please repeat what Kelly just said." "Huh?" he asked. "In Kelly's voice!" Janice interrupted him. "Whenever you're dressed as Kelly you've got to use her voice - no exceptions! Now what did she just say?" "Uh... she asked if..." "No, say what she just said... exactly the way she said it!" Mark wasn't entirely sure anymore what Kelly had just said but he tried. "Uh.... Do you want to know about school stuff?" Janice shook her head. "Kelly, say it again, and Mark, this time watch her carefully?" Kelly was as confused as Mark was. "You want me to ask what you want me to talk about again?" "Good enough," Janice replied then she turned to Mark. "Your turn. Say what your sister just said." Mark wasn't sure, but he made a stab at it. Using Kelly's voice he replied, "You want me to ask about something again?" He knew he hadn't gotten it correct. "I don't remember it exactly." Janice shook her head. "You're missing the point. Watch her hands when she talks. She turned to Kelly. "Now tell us something that happened at school today." Kelly thought for a minute. "Well, at lunch today, Gary came over to our table and sat down right next to me. And then he asked if we were still on for our date this weekend." Janice stopped her daughter right there and turned to Mark. "Did you see the way she moved her hands when she spoke? Women don't talk with just their mouths, women talk with their hands as well." She turned toward Kelly. "That's something you need to remember as well whenever you're being Mark." Kelly was surprised to hear that. And she realized how right her mother was about that. It was something she hadn't even considered! "Now it's your turn Mark." Janice had her twins talking about their day for over an hour. The entire time she worked hard on Mark to get him to use hand gestures that were as natural as possible - and as much as possible like the gestures that Kelly usually used. She finally dismissed her two kids for the night. It was a start. Tomorrow night her husband would be working with both Marks instead. Early Sunday afternoon, Kelly was having a fit. In a desperate panic, she finally raced out of her room to find her mother. "Mom... what am I going to wear?" Janice nearly laughed. She had a pretty good idea just then of what was going through her daughter's mind. "It's just a movie dear. Wear something casual." "Yeah, but should I wear a skirt or jeans? I don't think I want to go with shorts today." "Whatever you like dear. He's your friend." "Mom... please help me decide?" With a smile, Janice got up and followed Kelly into her room to help her pick out something to wear for her first date. In the end, despite Janice's continued suggestion that Kelly would probably be just as well off wearing some jeans, Kelly decided on one of her new skirts instead. Janice amusedly watched as her daughter insisted on dressing herself as she had for school all last week, including makeup and her high heels. But when Kelly finally looked at her image in her full length mirror and asked, "What do you think Mom, should I pad my bra a little more?" Janice couldn't help but laugh. "If you like dear, but I wouldn't add too much. He's used to seeing what you've got now." "But what I've got now is hardly anything!" Kelly complained. "I know dear. The fault of my genes I'm afraid." She pulled a few tissues out of the box and handed them to her daughter. "Go ahead." As soon as Kelly saw Gary with his mother driving the car come into the driveway, she fished out the little voice recorder that her father had given her - that was now attached with many other keepsakes to her key ring. As Gary left the car, she turned the thing on, and arranged it in her purse so that the recorder was hanging out. She was glad it looked just like something that belonged on a key ring. She was recording this tonight, not as something she wanted Mark to hear, which she didn't. She was recording it because she wanted to be able to remember and relive her first date with a boy. She opened the door, and with a quick call of "Bye!" to her mother, she greeted Gary and the two of them ran back towards the car. Janice looked out the window and watched as Gary's mother backed out of the driveway. Her daughter's first date with a boy! As she turned away from the door, she wondered what Mark thought of that. Kelly had known Gary for a long time, so she didn't really understand why she couldn't stop feeling so excited. Gary on the other hand, seemed calm and relaxed - just as she was trying her best to act - but wasn't. The movie was good. Fortunately they had immediately settled on the latest super-hero movie that was out since they both had wanted to see it. Kelly wasn't sure she could have handled one of the sappier movies that most girls her age seemed to prefer. She turned her recorder off during the movie, but as soon as it was over, her hand again found that small fob sticking out of her purse and turned it on. Gary phoned his mother to tell them the movie was over and they were ready to be picked up. While they waited, they retreated to an out of the way spot just inside the theatre lobby where they could watch. "You know I think you're fantastic," Gary said. Kelly couldn't help but blush. "I think you're pretty great too," she replied. "I never knew you were so beautiful!" Gary exclaimed. "I mean... every time I remember seeing you, you were always dressed so..." "Plain?" Kelly finished for him. "Yeah, kind of," Gary agreed. "But now, lately you're... fantastic!" Kelly couldn't help but giggle excitedly. She well remembered what Gary had said about her just before their last baseball game. He had called her "sssmokin!" She knew she was still blushing as she replied, "Well... I've been trying to not look so plain anymore." "Well, it's workin'" Gary exclaimed, "It's workin'! Hey, when my mom gets here, do you want to stop for a snack or something?" "Sure," Kelly replied, if your mother will let us." "I'm pretty sure she will. What would you like?" "Um... pizza?" Kelly suggested. "Perfect!" Gary declared. This girl was right up his alley. Not only was she gorgeous, but she liked all the things he did! That night after Kelly got home, and after she had to tell her mother all about her date, she took the voice recorder and downloaded the entire evening into her computer. She carefully labeled it, "My First Date." When she went to bed that night, she had earphones on listening to it all over again. He had called her fantastic! Janice pulled both her kids out of school Tuesday at lunchtime. Then she took them home and made them get ready to see the doctor - something neither of them were all that happy about. But the part that confused them both, was when their mother made them reverse roles again. Kelly had to be Mark, and Mark had to be Kelly. "But Mom," Mark complained. "For the doctor? He'll know!" "Of course," Janice replied. "That's the whole point." Neither Kelly nor Mark understood. Mark panicked a bit over the fact that Kelly had worn a skirt to school all day, but Janice told him that jeans would be just fine for the trip to the doctor. He felt much better about that! He didn't feel as good about having to have his nails painted again, but he had been through that before so it wasn't too much of a problem for him. Before they left home, Janice looked both of them over carefully, and again she had to hand Mark Kelly's purse. "Kelly doesn't leave home without it!" she reminded him. Mark wasn't crazy about dressing like his sister, and he certainly wasn't crazy about having to lug her heavy purse all over the place either. What the heck did she keep in the thing anyway, bricks? The wait at the doctor's office was as long as usual. But eventually Janice and both her twins were ushered back to the examining room where they were both weighed and had their blood pressure taken by the nurse. Then the long wait for the doctor began again. But finally the doctor arrived. Mark was surprised to see a woman doctor. He wasn't happy about that. Kelly was though. "Mrs. Robinson," the doctor greeted as she came into the examining room and closed the door. "And this time you've brought me..." she consulted the charts in her hand... "Mark and Kelly." She looked at the two kids. "So, you're twins?" she asked. "Yes," Kelly pretending to be Mark replied. The doctor studied the faces of both twins for a moment before turning her attention back to Janice. "I remember what we had talked about. And you're right, I can see a remarkable resemblance in the two. Remarkable!" she said again as she continued to look between the two kids. "And from what I've seen so far, they both look pretty healthy to me. So for that reason alone, I'm not sure I want to mess with it." "Could you just examine them anyway?" Janice asked. "While we're here." "Of course," the doctor replied. She looked briefly back and forth between the two twins, then turned to Janice. "Um... would it be better if one of them left while I do a thorough exam on the other?" Janice considered that for a moment. "No, I think it will be just fine. They're going to have to learn about all this anyway... if they don't already know it all... which I suspect they most likely do." The doctor nodded. "Okay, if you're sure." She turned to the twins, "Who's first?" she asked. "Kelly, why don't you go first," Janice suggested. "Jump right up here," the doctor said to the girl in front of her as she patted the examining table. Mark set Kelly's purse on the floor, and with some trepidation, sat up on the end of the examining table. He sat there as the doctor checked his eyes, his ears, and his throat. "Having any problems?" the doctor asked. "None," Mark replied in Kelly's voice. "I'm fine." The doctor nodded. "When was the last time you had you're period?" Mark looked to his mother. He didn't know how to answer. "Actually," Janice replied. "That Kelly isn't having any periods," she turned toward the Mark figure sitting next to her. "But this one is in the middle of hers right now." The doctor looked like she was having a fit as she looked back and forth between the two kids again. "You mean... this..." she pointed at the girl on the table, "is really your son... and that... is your daughter?" Janice only nodded as "Mark" sitting next to her erupted in a very un- masculine giggle, and "Kelly" on the exam table burst out laughing as well. The doctor continued to look back and forth between the two kids. "Amazing!" she finally declared. "I would never have believed it!" Now knowing that it was really a boy on the table in front of her, she continued her examination of "him" in much more detail... including making him remove everything - including the little panty that held his masculine parts back - which she examined all too carefully as well - much to the chagrin of Mark, and much to the delight of his sister who got to watch it all up close. But then it was the real Kelly's turn. And her examination was just as intense, including having to remove the band that covered what tiny amount of breasts she had, as well as the doctor cleaning and examining her leaking private parts all too thoroughly. When she was done, the doctor gave her a fresh pad to put in the boy's underwear she was wearing. Janice had looked over at the real Mark while Kelly was being closely examined. She thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head when the doctor made Kelly fully expose her bloody sexual parts. "Get used to that," she whispered to him. "That's what girls are really like down there." While Kelly was redressing in Mark's clothes again, the doctor picked up her prescription pad and began writing. A moment later she ripped the page off and handed it to Janice. "This is for Kelly here," she said as she looked directly at Mark dressed as his sister. "She should take one of each every morning with breakfast." She wrote on another page of her pad and then ripped that page off and handed it to Janice. And this one is for Mark. "I think just one of these every day with breakfast as well should do it." She paused for just a moment before adding, "The prescriptions I just gave them are for a slightly heavier dose than I would normally use. Since this is for such a short duration, I think it's the only way that they'll be able to feel what those hormones will be like in their system. Of course, if you see any sign at all of problems, stop the pills immediately and call me. And of course, should you see any sign of other... developments, you might want to stop the pills immediately as well. Janice was elated. "Thank you," she replied happily. "I'll make sure they get them every day." "And remember to call me if either of them has any problems at all!" the doctor reminded her sternly. "Oh, don't worry, I will!" Janice agreed. As she walked out of the doctor's office, her hand squeezed the little pieces of paper she was holding. Prescriptions for Mark that would block some of the testosterone in his body and add estrogen instead. And a prescription for Kelly that would add testosterone to her system. She still hadn't mentioned this to her husband. Maybe she wouldn't. She could just tell him they were vitamins that the doctor wanted the kids to take. Well, they were... sort of. "Mom," Mark said as soon as they were back in the car. "What are those pills for?" "To make you feel more like a girl," Janice replied. "And Kelly has one to help her feel a bit more like a boy." "Cool!" Kelly replied in Mark's voice. "What was that other stuff she was talking about when she mentioned other developments?" Mark asked. "Well," Janice replied carefully. "It's also possible that those pills that you'll be taking Mark , could cause a few other little changes as well. Especially in your chest." It was a moment before Mark realized what she was saying. Horrified, he asked, "So these pills will give me..." "Boobs!" Kelly called delightedly from the other seat. "Really?" the real Mark asked. "Well, it's possible. Eventually anyway," Janice replied. "But the problem there is that I'm afraid you would be more like Kelly... and I am, unfortunately. Neither of us really has all that much up there to begin with." "So it won't be too bad then?" Mark asked for reassurance. "It shouldn't be," Janice replied. "Especially in the short amount of time you'll be taking them. In fact, most likely you may not develop much of anything at all." Mark felt very relieved. "We'll just have to see what happens," Janice added. Mark felt less relieved. That night, Mark had to play softball again as his sister. This time, the whole family was there to watch him - including the real Kelly - who came dressed as Mark of course. There was no bandage on "Kelly's" arm this time. No excuses. No crutches. But the time that he and his sister had spent with their father had been very valuable - especially to the way he played softball. But both Bill and his wife were taking small mental notes the entire time they watched their "daughter" playing in the game. The six weeks seemed to fly by. Janice made extra sure that both her kids got their "vitamins" every morning like the doctor had prescribed. She wasn't seeing any changes yet, but then she knew she shouldn't expect to. Whenever possible, either she worked with both kids together, or her husband did - each time trying to find and erase all the little differences between them. She was seeing progress at least. It was tough going, especially trying to teach Mark how to be Kelly, but she was seeing definite progress. As much as they dared, they encouraged both kids to just be themselves... but all too often they felt like they simply had to work on something or another with at least one of them - more usually, both. So in reality, the time they each got to spend as themselves, was somewhat limited. One thing that both she and her husband noted, was that both Mark and Kelly had seemed to fully cement themselves into their respective teams. It was as if they both had simply always been there. But then they kept telling themselves that it was probably because those were the teams their kids seemed to most belong on. Very often now, whenever Janice walked into Marks room, she found him lying on his bed with headphones in his ears listening to what he called, "the inane chatter of a bunch of stupid girls." She had to remind him that all too soon he was going to be one of those girls himself. Kelly on the other hand didn't get as many recordings from her brother. She kept claiming that Mark wasn't making many. Which Janice fully believed. Yet there was nothing she could really do about that. When the time came, Kelly would just have to do the best she could with what little information she had. Janice was delighted when Kelly went out on several more dates with Gary. It was as if Kelly's whole life lit up when they happened. And she wasn't going to put a damper on any of that... despite the fact that she didn't know how she wanted to handle the little problem of Kelly having a boyfriend when it was Mark's turn to be Kelly. She would just have to cross that bridge when she came to it. A week before school let out, Kelly and Gary went to the movies again. And again, Janice had to wonder how she was going to handle the problem of Gary a few weeks from now. And again, she couldn't decide. Kelly was far more used to Gary now. This time she had worn jeans to the movie instead of a stupid skirt. But she did wear her high heels though. She was sure he would like them! And as usual, the little key fob recorder was hanging out of her purse the entire time the movie wasn't playing. She had already edited down several completely "personal" files so she could remember each of the dates she had so far. After the movie, they again waited just inside the theater after Gary had phoned for his mother to pick them up. But this time, Gary put his arm around Kelly while they waited. During the last date, they had just held hands, but Gary's arm made her feel really good. Especially when he leaned in close and hugged her. She couldn't help herself. She wrapped her arm around him and squeezed him back. "Oh man," Gary said. "I like it when you squeeze me!" "Me too," she admitted sheepishly. But then, she suddenly found Gary's face slowly coming closer and closer to hers. "Gary?" she found her voice asking. "Shhh!" he replied... just before he pressed his lips up against her lips. The wonderful butterflies in Kelly's stomach were engaged in an absolutely fantastic dance as their kiss lingered. And when it finally broke and Kelly looked up into Gary's eyes. She had to wonder if this was what love really was. If so, she was finally starting to get it. She was finally starting to understand it. Finally! When she got home, Kelly didn't mention that kiss to anyone - not her mother, and especially not to her brother. But that audio file got put in a very special place. It was simply labeled, "My First Kiss." And she played it through her headphones all night long! Wonderful! Chapter 6 Damn! Damn, damn, damn! Kelly woke up to a wet bed again! It had been over a month this time. She had really, really thought she had licked that problem for good. And now, here it was again. Damn! Forcing herself out of bed, she went into the bathroom where she removed her panties and camisole and rinsed them out carefully. Then as she always did, she hung them on the towel rack to dry before going back into her room to find some fresh underwear and a pair of jeans to put on. It was getting hotter every day, but for some reason, she was starting to prefer the jeans to the tiny shorts she would normally wear. She thought she was noticing a few other changes in herself as well. When she played baseball now, she found herself playing harder than ever... and more aggressively than ever. And for some unknown reason she simply felt stronger. Which in the case of baseball, wasn't a bad thing at all! She heard her brother entering the bathroom as she was stripping the sheets from her bed... and as usual, her stupid brother barged right into her room, unbidden, unwanted, to berate her as soon as he saw her wet panties hanging in the bathroom. "You wet the bed again, sis?" he asked. "What of it?" she replied angrily. But as usual he was laughing at her again. "You just can't get past that infantile behavior. No matter how good you get at anything else, you'll still be the baby around here." And then he laughed again. Kelly wanted to bite his head off. She wanted to punch him out so badly, yet she held her tongue... just daring him to keep at it. Which, unfortunately, he did. Mark, seeing that once again his sister wasn't going to dispute his teasing, kept at it, only this time he found that his teasing was somehow fueled by something... and that something wasn't all that hard to figure out. Kelly had taken his place on the baseball team and he had been demoted to playing with the girls. Kelly was taking over his entire life, while he was being totally demoted to being a girl. Kelly was simply better at everything, while he was always playing catch up to her. But in this one thing. This one tiny simple little thing, he was the one who was better than Kelly. He never wet the bed... but his dumb sister sure did - still! "Kelly is a baby. Kelly is a baby." He sang over and over again as he laughed. "Hey Kelly why don't you stick your thumb in your mouth where it belongs?" Kelly's ire grew. She made a fist and squeezed for all she was worth to keep from snapping back at her miserable brother. The only thing that kept her from doing anything was the thought that very soon now, he would be getting his. Very soon now, she would start getting back at her stupid brother for everything! "Hey Kelly, want me to ask Mom to fix you a bottle of warm milk to drink with your breakfast?" Mark teased. "Are you going to crawl out to the kitchen instead of walking? Hey!" he suddenly added. "If you wet the bed a few more times this week, I'm sure that Mom and Dad will let you wear diapers again - all day if you want! I'll bet you'd really like that!" Keep at it jerk! You'll get yours. I can promise you that! Kelly had seen him start crying recently - over absolutely nothing at all. He had missed a simple ground ball that their father had hit towards him in practice and his father had yelled at him. And Mark had started crying! She was very tempted to ask who the baby was then! But she didn't. You'll get yours jerk! You'll get yours! The last day of classes was approaching. School would be over on Wednesday and both Mark and Kelly were growing more apprehensive over it. Both their mother and father had assured them that they wouldn't be switching places on Wednesday. But they also wouldn't tell them when the switch would take place. But there were little signs that the switch was approaching. Since last Saturday, neither their mother nor father had "required" either of them to dress as the other, except for one softball game on Monday that Mark had and one baseball game on Tuesday that Kelly had. But the rest of the time, they were encouraged instead to simply be - themselves. On that Monday, Kelly went to her father and asked about what was going to happen when the switch was made. How was it going to happen? But her father refused to answer. "You'll find out when it happens," he told her. She got no more information than that from her mother. Knowing the switch was approaching though, she decided it would be a good idea to take stock of things and perhaps make a few preparations if necessary. One thing that she thought was a good probability, was that she and her brother would have to switch rooms. But what about their things? What about things like her computer? She hoped not. She had vital things on that computer. Things like her recordings of her dates with Gary - including that precious first kiss he had given her. Even now, the remembrance of that kiss went through her mind. But what if they did make them switch computers? Because of that possibility, she transferred all her beloved recordings onto a flash drive and hid it in the bathroom where they would be protected. Then to further help matters, she heavily password protected her account on her computer and created a new one. But while she was creating that new one, she had a few ideas to help make it more "interesting" for Mark - should they have to switch computers. What else would they have to switch? Their clothes were almost a given. But she simply wasn't sure about anything else. At least her precious recordings were now safe - hopefully for all time! On Wednesday evening, Kelly noted that her mother came home with a bag in her hands. Would the switch be tonight - despite them being told it wouldn't be today? Later that evening, while Mark was in the family room watching TV with their father, Kelly was on her way to her room when she passed by Mark's room and saw her mother in there making the bed again. "What's happening, Mom," she asked. Janice turned toward her daughter. She wondered if Kelly was aware that she had just sounded more like a boy than a girl when she spoke. But no matter. "I'm afraid I had to buy another mattress protector, honey. Since you're still wetting the bed, I have to make sure this bed is protected just like yours is." Something inside of Kelly felt totally defeated at that. "I understand," she replied sullenly. "Can you help me put it on?" Janice asked her daughter. "Yeah, sure," Kelly replied. But as she grabbed the new mattress protector and pulled it tight, she realized that this one was a lot different than the one on her bed. This one felt more... like plain plastic. The one on her bed felt just like a regular mattress pad - not plastic at all. "Hey, what's up with this thing?" she asked. "This one isn't like mine." "I'm afraid it was all I could find today. You'll just have to make do with it honey." Kelly now knew for sure that she would soon be sleeping in Mark's bed. "How soon am I going to start being Mark?" Kelly asked. Janice was almost tempted to tell her daughter that she was behaving more and more like a boy every day. But instead she replied. "We're not telling. It will happen when both your father and I are ready for it to happen." "But Mom, school is out now. Today was the end." Janice shook her head. Her daughter was all too impatient to become her son instead. "It will happen when we decide, and not before. In the meantime, I suggest you enjoy being Kelly as much as you can!" Kelly didn't say it, but she was wondering what there was to enjoy about it. When Mark's bed was made up and her mother had left the room, Kelly went into her room and stripped the covers off. She removed the nice mattress cover from her bed and took it into Mark's room where she stripped his bed and put the nice one on before making it all up again. Stupid Mark would probably never even know that there was a waterproof mattress cover on his bed now - while he still slept in that bed. But since Kelly now knew that she would be soon sleeping in this bed instead, she wanted the nicer one on it for herself! The lousy plastic one she quickly stuck on her bed. She would have to put up with it until the switch was finally made - whenever that would be. The week continued on, and still neither Kelly nor Mark had a clue as to when the switch was going to take place. Saturday morning, everyone came into the kitchen like they always did. Everyone grabbed their own favorite brand of cereal and carried it over to the breakfast nook where they all sat and ate it. Nothing was said again about any switch being made. Kelly was starting to wonder if it was going to happen at all. When they had all finished eating, Bill got up from the table and turned to his son. "Can you help me with a little plumbing problem we're having in our bathroom?" "Now?" Mark asked. "Now's as good a time as any," his father replied. Mark shrugged. "Sure." As the two guys left, Janice turned to Kelly. "Help me clear these dishes away please." "Sure Mom," Kelly replied. "What's wrong with your bathroom?" "The water's not right," Janice replied for lack of anything better to say. It only took them moments to get the kitchen cleaned up. Janice looked around for something else that might need doing, but there was nothing. "Maybe we better check the water in your bathroom too," she suggested. "I didn't notice anything wrong with it earlier," Kelly said as she led the way back to her room. As she entered her bathroom, she didn't notice her mother closing her bedroom door behind them. "What's the problem?" Mark asked his father as they reached the master bathroom. "It's in the shower," Bill told his son. "Take a look." Mark stepped into their large shower stall and looked at the shower head coming out of the wall. "I don't see anything," he said. "That's because you've still got your clothes on. Get undressed." "What for?" Mark asked. "Because I told you to. Then I'm going to turn the water on and let you find out." "Can't I just feel it with my hand?" "No, I think it will be better if you do it my way. Now get undressed please." Not understanding why, Mark removed all his clothes. When he was completely naked, he stepped back into the shower. "Turn it on," his father told him. A moment later, Mark was getting wet with very cold water. He stood back from it for a moment to wait while the water warmed up. As he did, he noticed that his father had left the bathroom. A few minutes later, his father returned. "Aren't you wet yet?" his father asked. Mark moved fully under the shower. "So what's the problem?" he asked. "The problem is that now I need you to wet your hair. Completely. As if you're washing it, only don't bother with any shampoo." "What for?" Mark asked again. "Because when you step out of that shower, you're done being Mark for the rest of the summer. When we leave this bathroom, you aren't Mark anymore!" "What?" Mark asked totally surprised. "You mean you're switching us now? Without any warning?" "You've had more than a month of warning. And yes, we're making the switch now. Now soak that head of hair you've got!" As soon as Mark had wet his hair thoroughly, Bill allowed his son to turn the water off. Then he handed him a large bath towel. "Here dry yourself off." He watched while Mark removed most of the water from his body. "You can towel some of the water out of your hair too if you want." Marks nervousness was growing rapidly. The switch was being made - now! He was about to have to become his sister for the entire summer - starting now! He quickly toweled his hair off, but when he stepped out of the shower, he noticed that none of the clothes he had worn into the bathroom were there. Everything was gone. "Dad, what am I supposed to wear?" "Wrap that towel around you, only this time, do it like your sister would. Wrap it around your whole body." His nervousness increasing, Mark did just that. Janice followed her daughter into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. "Get undressed," she told her daughter in no uncertain terms. "Mom?" Kelly asked, totally surprised. "I said get undressed. Now!" Her nervousness suddenly soaring, Kelly started removing her clothes. "Take everything off," Janice told her. "And then get into the shower." "So we're doing this now?" Kelly asked. "No warning?" "You've had all the warning you're going to get. Now get naked, and get wet!" Saying nothing else, Kelly stripped completely, then stepped into the tub and turned the shower water on. She had to wait a moment for it to heat up, then she got her body wet. "Wet your hair," Janice instructed her daughter. Like you're going to wash it, only don't use any shampoo." Her nervousness now turning to excitement, Kelly did just that. Soon her hair was dripping wet as she looked back at her mother to see what she wanted next. "Now turn the water off." Kelly turned the water off and her mother handed her a large bath towel. She noted however that it was one of the towels from her mother's bathroom and not one that she had ever used. "You can towel dry your hair a little if you want," Janice told her, but don't worry about doing anything else with it." Kelly dried herself off thoroughly. She ran the towel over her hair as well to get most of the water off. "Now wrap that towel around you and get out of the tub." Kelly wrapped the towel completely around her as she always did and stepped out of the tub. "Now what?" she asked excitedly. "Now we wait," Janice replied. She looked at her daughter. With her hair mostly wet like it was, she simply looked a mess. Their wait was only seconds before Janice heard someone entering Mark's room and there was a knock on the door. "We're ready," Janice called. Then she moved over behind Kelly and put her hands on Kelly's arms. Bill opened the door, and holding onto Mark's shoulders, ushered his son in ahead of him. He saw his wife and his daughter waiting for them. Dressed the way they were in only the same bath towels and with their hair still wet and messy, they looked all too similar. He forced the son he was holding to move forward and stand next to his sister for a moment. Then he pushed a few steps further and let go. At the same time, his wife pushed Kelly toward him. He took his daughter, soon to be his son, between his own strong hands and backed away a step while he saw his wife grab hold of his son, soon to be his daughter. The two twins were turned to face each other. "From now on," he told his kids, "you are each other. You aren't who you used to be." He looked at the child his wife was holding. "Until we decide otherwise, you are now Kelly in every aspect. Nothing that Mark has or ever had belongs to you. Nothing of Mark's is any longer of any concern to you. Nothing!" He pointed at Marks room behind him. "That is not your room. Your things are not in there. Your room is behind you. Everything that is in the room behind you, Kelly's room, now belongs solely to you. Everything! You are a girl now in every way we can make you. So from now on, you need to think of yourself as a girl. You aren't a boy... you never were a boy." He stopped and looked at his wife and nodded. It was Janice's turn now. She looked at the child her husband was holding. "And you are now Mark in every way possible. You are not a girl. You never were a girl. You are a boy and you will conduct yourself as such. Your room is behind you now. The room behind me belongs to your sister - to Kelly. It is not your room. Everything in that room behind me belongs to your sister, from her clothes to everything in her purse. You are a boy. You don't carry a purse. You never did carry a purse. You have no need or even any interest in anything beyond the door behind me. Everything in the room behind you belongs completely to you... and only you. Everything!" Janice took a moment to stare at her two children... to see the look of amazement in their eyes. "You two are now two totally separate people again. Kelly will be herself playing softball and Mark will be himself playing baseball." She paused again before continuing. "There is one thing, and one thing only that Mark, by necessity, will have to hold onto from his old life - that we will no longer speak about. And that one single thing is the sanitary pads under the counter in this bathroom. In fact, those sanitary pads will be shared by both of you." She looked to her husband. "Anything else?" she asked. Bill shook his head. "We've got work to do." Janice nodded. "See you later?" she asked. Her husband smiled. "Just like we planned." Then, still holding his child, he pulled "Mark" through into his own room... and closed the door behind them. "Our bathroom," he told his "son" as he let go of him. Kelly, now Mark, headed wide-eyed for her parent's bedroom. Her head was spinning wildly. They had done it! They had actually switched the two of them. She was Mark now. She was her brother. And now she could be as much of a boy as she possibly could! She wanted to scream with delight, but she forced herself to remain somewhat solemn as the situation seemed to demand. Once in the master bedroom, her father pulled the clothes that Mark had been wearing out of the closet and threw them on the bed. "Get dressed," he said. "We're going out." Kelly was hesitant about removing the towel that covered her naked body. "Don't be afraid to be naked in front of me. I'm your father. I've seen it all and I can tell you for a fact that I'll be seeing a lot more of it in the days to come, so get over it." Kelly dropped the towel, and naked, reached for Mark's... "his" underwear. A short while later, as they were heading for the door, Mark glanced down the hallway where he could just see that the door to "his" old room was still closed. There was no sign of the two women. Janice opened the door to Kelly's room and went through. "There," she exclaimed, "we've finally got that out of the way." She sat down on Kelly's bed and looked back at her new daughter. "We need to get some things straight," she told her. "Some things we probably shouldn't have to talk about, but we will anyway." The look on her "daughter's" face was still wide-eyed and scared. They had taken both kids by surprise as they hoped they would. Obviously her new daughter was still trying to cope with the sudden change. She had no doubt that "she" was afraid as well. Well, in a few moments she would do everything possible to set her new daughter at ease. But this wasn't the time - yet. "First of all," she said. "You probably noticed in there that I mentioned that you and your... brother... would be sharing your sanitary pads. And as a girl, those pads belong mostly to you. And... when the time comes, you will have your period just like any other girl." She saw "Kelly's" eyes go even wider. At least she knew her words were sinking in. "We'll talk about that in more detail later, but just so you know, both you and your brother will have your periods at exactly the same time. So that's how that's going to work." She was rewarded to at least see a very slight nod out of her "daughter" this time. "Next, and I know this shouldn't have to be said at all, but I'm going to say it just this once, and hopefully, only this once. "God help you, if I ever even suspect that you've stood up to pee at any time or anywhere. If I do, so help me, I'll sew that silly thing we won't talk about back between your legs so there's no way you'll ever be able to do that again! Understand?" She saw Kelly's mouth drop wide open for a moment. Then she nodded. "You could at least say something," she said. "You're being awfully quiet." "I... I... understand," the new Kelly managed to get out. But Janice noticed immediately that it wasn't completely in Kelly's voice. "Don't you ever, ever speak and it not be in your correct voice. From now on, I only want to hear Kelly out of you, and nothing else! Ever! Now say it again!" "I... understand," her "daughter" repeated properly. "Better," Janice replied. "We've spent too much time coaching you for you to make any kind of slipups like that now!" She looked more kindly at her daughter. "So what do you think about all this?" she asked. "Kelly," shook her head. "I don't know what to think. I mean, I knew it was coming, but now that it's actually here... and happening... I'm just... I don't know." Janice nodded and smiled. "I understand," she replied. "And if it's any help, the way we purposely went about it was supposed to put both of you off guard." She held out her arms. "Come give me a hug, honey," she said. "Kelly" went over to "her" mother, and soon found herself locked in a tight loving embrace that "she" returned whole heartedly. And as she did, she found herself sniffling a bit as a few tears fell from her eyes. She pulled "herself" back and wiped at her tears. "I'm crying again," she said. "It's the hormones, honey. You're probably going to find that you cry a lot more now. Now take that towel off and let me see how your chest looks." Hesitantly, Kelly removed the towel that covered her. Fully exposed, she let her mother run her hands over her chest. "I see your nipples are a bit swollen and the area around them seems to be a bit bigger now too." She stopped and stared a bit more. "Kelly!" she exclaimed somewhat excitedly, "I think there's a bit of growth going on there dear!" Kelly wasn't sure if she should be happy about that or not, but she found herself smiling anyway. "Now let's get you dressed in something pretty. I've got an absolutely wonderful day planned for just the two of us. Then later, we're going to meet the guys for dinner." Mark pulled his messy long hair back behind his head with his hands as he rode in the car next to his father. He wished he had a rubber band in his pocket to hold it, but he had nothing. He settled for tucking it behind his ears - where it wouldn't stay very long. "Where to?" he asked his father. Bill looked over momentaril