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Bunk Beds - Chapter 12
By Isis Eris
CHARACTER LIST:
Loren: 5'6, longish dark hair. Small A-cup naturally. Currently
questioning gender identity.
Cindy: 5'2. Asian. A-cup. Hair that goes halfway down her back dyed blue.
Rebellious, but self-conscious.
Karen: 5'10, athletic build. B-cup. Long blonde hair sometimes kept in
ponytail. Pragmatic.
Jenna: 5'6. Perfect hourglass figure. DD cup breasts. Optimistic, detail-
oriented, and logical.
Beth: 5'4. Top-heavy, a few pounds extra. The nerdy apple of Loren's eye.
Landlady Dee: Dark skinned. Taller than Loren's male body. Cold and
foreboding personality.
Zeena: 5'8: Fire magic user. Traveling dimensions in order to find her
lost dragon. Red hair, modest breasts.
PREVIOUSLY ON BUNK BEDS: Loren went to her first day of work at the caf?.
There she met a goth girl named Dark Gale who was into the occult and
paranormal. Loren asked if she could help with his problem and arranged to
visit her after work. After Dark Gale tried to seduce him and realized he
was basically a transitioning MTF she apologized and agreed to give the
girls' apartment a free cleansing. Jenn and Loren went to bed and woke up
in the dream world, but...
***
I was standing in the dream world but something was wrong. The featureless
void was normally a plane of white light -- this time, however, everything
was red. I couldn't move of my own volition, but if I could have I
would've looked around to make certain there wasn't any danger. Instead I
found myself staring into Jenna's eyes.
Her body was amazing. She had an hour glass figure and the largest breasts
I've ever seen in person - even larger than Beth's, I've been told. Desire
was coursing through my veins thanks to the magic of this strange place. I
wanted her so badly.
"Let's make you taller," she said, as she placed a hand on my shoulder.
Jenna and I were actually the same height in reality. But I could feel
that changing. After a moment of disorientation I found myself looking
down a little to meet her gaze.
"I want to see some hair on your body," she said.
Usually, body hair grows at a slow enough pace that you don't actually
feel it. It turns out that when it grows fast it's almost like a fizzling
sensation. The feeling spread to my face as well - I had a bit of a beard
now.
"And now for just the right amount of muscle," she said as if she were the
host of a cooking TV show.
My muscles burned as they grew stronger.
She bent down below my vision and said, "And will the dream world let me
alter this a bit? I need more."
Whoever - if anyone indeed ruled this realm - obliged to Jenna's request.
I could feel my dick growing both in length and in girth. Oddly, I didn't
feel my testicles grow back. I guess there wasn't any need for those in my
friend's fantasy.
She stood back up and made eye contact with me.
"Catch!"
She hopped onto me and wrapped her legs around my torso and her arms
around my neck.. She slid down until our crotches met, and we fucked.
Hard. Fast. Until -
***
I was somewhere else. My landlady, dressed in another one of her sharp
suits, was glaring at the space around her. It took her a moment to even
notice me.
"So, Jenna decided it was time to play exorcist," she deadpanned.
"Actually, that was my idea," I said.
"There's no need to take the fall for her; Jenna is the only one clever
enough to think of this. This is a minor annoyance - I'll have it fixed by
the time you wake up. Don't screw around with realms you don't understand
and don't forget you're running out of time."
***
I woke up gasping for air, my breasts heaving with each labored breath. I
felt great. My breathing slowed, along with my heart beats, until I felt
so at peace I probably could've probably fallen asleep. I suppose this is
what you'd call bliss. I heard somebody else climb out of bed and the
startled cry of a man.
I turned to look at him and if I didn't know any better I'd guess that he
was my long lost older brother. He was taller than me and all around more
masculine than me. I may be able to dress up my normal body so that it
can pass as female - but there was no mistaking the birth-sex of this
person. This was a man.
"Oh, shit," he said in a voice much deeper than mine.
Hearing his own voice caused him to curse again.
"This is even worse," he said as he hid his face into his hands and
started to cry.
Of course, this was not a man. This was my friend Jenna stuck in a man's
body.
I hopped out of bed and ran to her side. I put my arm around her in a
half-hug but one of my large breasts brushed against her body.
"See, this is what I wanted to fuck, but not what I wanted to be," she
said.
"Jenna, calm down. You're here and you're safe," I said, as gently as I
could.
"Do you see this? My whole body is covered in fucking hair! It's
disgusting!"
"It's only temporary, Jenna. You'll back in your regular body soon."
"I didn't like being in your regular body much, either. But it was so
light and feminine - I could almost pretend I was still in a female body.
But this! This is too much, Lauren. I can't handle this. I can't!"
She was crying uncontrollably now and shaking. I'd never seen this level
of panic in her before - she looked like she was on the verge of breaking
down entirely. Hell, the only person I'd ever seen this upset before was
some girl in the school hallway having an honest-to-God panic attack.
"Sit down with me," I instructed.
The two of us sat down on the edge of the bottom bunk. She kind of leaned
into me until she was resting her head on my breast and I held her for
support almost like a big sideways baby.
"I know you can handle this, Jenna," I said. "I've seen you face all sorts
of challenges and come out without a scratch. Remember when half the
school newspaper team decided they didn't want to help with the final
edition of the year? You organized, recruited, and got that paper out a
day ahead of schedule. All you need to do today is relax and take it slow.
Then the day will be over and you can go back to your old body. Look - you
can even see your body this time. It's here, and it'll be yours again,
soon."
Jenna had calmed down and was breathing slowly though she still kept her
eyes closed. A slight click alerted me to the fact that my other roommates
were standing in the doorway. Who knows how long they had been standing
there but they recognized the tension in the air and observed with a
somber quietness.
"How do you handle it, Loren? The dysphoria? I know you must feel it,"
Jenna asked in a half-murmur.
"I do," I said. "At least, I think I do. I didn't even become aware of it
until a few days ago. But I think I've always felt it and known it. But I
told myself that it wasn't really there and that it was nothing. I was so
good at convincing myself nothing was wrong that I became completely
oblivious to it."
"I can't pretend away a dick," Jenna cried.
"Well, pretending didn't really work that well for me, in the end. It took
everything I had just to maintain the status quo. And as a result I ended
up as a jobless dork kicked out of my apartment and leeching off my
roommates. Instead of doing something with my life like - I dunno, getting
a job or going to school. Or stripping."
She laughed at that.
"So what do you? When you reach the point where you stop pretending?"
"I just sorta got to that stage myself. Let's do something to make you
feel more comfortable," I said and then turned to Karen. "You're only a
little bit taller than Karen - you could probably wear her clothes. Beth
and Cindy always do something magical to my hair. They can help you with
that."
Beth and Cindy helped Jenna get to her vanity and started fussing with her
hair. Karen and I walked into her room together and started raiding her
closet.
"I don't have many skirts," Karen said.
"Let's avoid the skirts. And anything that shows much chest. Seeing her
own body hair will probably only upset her," I said.
As we flipped through her closet - which had more clothes than I expected
- she spoke to me in a low voice.
"So, those things you were saying. Are they true?" She asked.
"Yeah. I've never admitted half that stuff to myself until now. But she
needed answers, and I knew I had them. So I put thoughts into words."
"So...You think you're one of those trans people? For real?"
"Probably," I admitted as I picked out a few pairs of pants.
"Huh. That's weird," She said.
I shot her an angry glare. "You think I'm weird?"
"Not you. Or being trans. But it means I'm going to have to change how I
look and think about you. I'm going to have to look back on my memories,
too. See all the signs I missed."
"So...you could accept me as a girl? Er, a woman?"
"Sure. You always felt like one of the girls. I guess that's 'cause you
were one all along."
"Thanks," I said.
We had more choices than we really needed for Jenna's wardrobe - she
could even choose between a few sports bra and Karen's only bra fancy
enough to be used on nights at the club. Her crying stopped as she
considered the options before her and she finally settled on something
that could've been used for a for a job interview. Smart looking pants, a
nice jacket, and button down white blouse.
She leaned on the side of the vanity and inspected herself.
"I just look like a gay guy," she said, dejected.
"Maybe some make-up would help," Beth said.
"I'd have to shave," Jenna moaned. "And even if I do, there will probably
be beard shadow underneath. And I'll get cuts and razor burn and just look
more guy-ish."
I studied her. This wasn't the Jenna I had known most of my life. I'd
never seen her encounter a challenge that she couldn't handle but I'd just
witnessed a one that had broken her. It didn't make me see her as any less
- I suppose deep down I knew she was just as human as anybody else. But it
did make me feel like there was a need in the universe for order now that
Jenna was out of play. And strange as it was, I thought maybe I might be
the solution.
If there could be a situation where Jenna breaks down then maybe there
could be a situation where I step in and save the day? And here I was with
a little bit of background knowledge on fighting dysphoria - and I'd
watched Jenna organize things before.
"How about you and I stay home today," I said.
"What? But! But we're going to go to the other properties and get some
ammo! We can't afford for me to be out of the picture!" She said.
"Maybe just this once we can. We can put Beth in charge of the operation -
she can keep Karen and Cindy in line. And you and I will just relax
today," I said, then turned to address my friends. "That sound like an
okay plan to everyone else?"
Karen nodded and Cindy shrugged.
Beth said, "Sure, I don't see why we couldn't handle it. I just have to
look up a list of Proteus Real Estate properties and we'll be good to go."
"See?" I asked, looking back to Jen. "They can do this."
"Yeah," she said, breathing more slowly. "Yeah, this can still work."
"Do you want to go back to bed for a while? It's stupid early," I asked as
gently as I could.
"Not yet. I want to shave all this hair off my body first."
It briefly occurred to me that maybe leaving Jen alone with razor blades
wasn't the best idea but I hadn't really seen any indication of a desire
for her to self-harm. It was more like she was on the verge of a bad
anxiety attack. So I figured she'd probably be alright - and it might
lower her overall anxiety for the rest of the day.
Jenna excused herself to one of the bathrooms.
I turned to Beth and asked, "Seriously though, you're okay with this?
Oddly, she was smiling.
"Sure. It's a bit abrupt, but I can deal with it," she said.
Her smile looked like she was half-way to laughing at me. Un-nerved, I
checked myself, and found the most probable cause of her amusement.
"I never did put on clothes, did i?" I asked.
"No," she said, and laughed. "But that's not the only reason why I'm
smiling."
"Oh?"
"I don't think I've ever seen this side of you before, Loren. Protective.
Nurturing. Bold. Decisive. I think it looks good on you. Almost as good as
Jenna's boobs."
The sexual tension ratcheted up nine levels on the sexometer. I quickly
retreated to Jen's room but not before hearing a final exchange between my
roommates.
"Wait, is Beth a lesbian?" Karen asked.
"Duh. The bigger shock is that Loren is probably trans," Cindy said.
"Yeah, I got that. Hadn't heard about Beth yet."
"I'm right here!" Beth reminded them in a bemused voice.
"Sorry," they both said.
***
I stopped by to check in on Jenna. She was dabbing at some blood
underneath her lip and her face appeared to be about half shaven.
"Goddamn, how much blood is in a lip?" She muttered.
"You doing okay?" I asked.
"Kinda. You have any tips on shaving your face? I just nicked my lip and
it won't stop bleeding."
"Not really," I admitted. "I only get a few stray hairs that I touch up
like once a month or so."
Jenna's only response was a frustrated growl.
"I'm going to go back to bed. Are you going to be okay in the meantime?"
"Yeah," she said, then paused. "Do you think if we both get back in the
bunk beds and go to sleep, it'll switch us back?"
"I doubt it. The switch seems to happen at 3 AM or so. We could try if you
want, though."
Jenna turned back to the mirror. "Yeah, I guess it's worth a shot."
She turned to face me and her penis flopped into full view.
"Damn," I said. "That's a real dick. I'm glad that's just a dream world
invention and not part of my real body."
"Wish I didn't have it either," she sighed. "It is my dream dick, though.
It would - and did - fit perfectly inside of me."
"Perfectly?" I asked.
We met each other eyes and we started going through the logic of it all
silently in our heads. I was in her body and she was in a modified version
of my own. If we both agreed we wanted to have to sex and were okay with
this weird arrangement there wouldn't technically be anything wrong with
it - it would be akin to masturbating.
"But, you and your boyfriend," I said.
"It's an open relationship," she said. "But you and Beth -"
"We're not exclusive because of -"
We stared at each other. I was still aroused from Beth's teasing and I
could see that Jenna's new found manhood was awakening.
"Do you want to?" She asked.
"Uhh," I said. "I see why you were so tempted with that super dick Cindy
had for awhile."
"Do you want to?" She asked.
My heart was beating fast.
"Would it make me gay?" I asked.
"As a girl in a guy in another girl's body?"
I laughed. I suppose if I could be trans then I could be gay or bi as
well. The sky's the limit now.
"Okay," I said.
I took her hand and we walked back to her room without speaking. Once
inside we quickly locked the door, turned on a fan, and started playing
some music from her computer. We took to the bed and created a less
perfect union of bodies than when we had fucked in the dream world a few
hours earlier. We were clumsy, and though we had a knowledge of exactly
what to do neither of us quite had the ability to recreate what we had
shared earlier.
Maybe it really is a dream world, I found myself thinking as I lay on the
bottom bunk with her penis crammed inside me. The sex in that strange
realm was choreographed perfection - something that probably only gold
medal winning sex-athletes could ever hope to achieve.
We found a steady rhythm and I bit into my lip harder to keep noises of
pleasure to escape from my mouth.
My lip started to bleed.
Damn, there's a lot of blood in the lips.
***
I woke to the sound of a phone vibrating. Momentarily forgetting where I
was, I reached for it and was surprised to find that it wasn't mine. I
took stock of my surroundings - I was still in bed and Jenna, in her male
form, was nestling her head onto my bosom again.
It looked like Jenna had six new messages from somebody.
"Hey, Jenna," I said gently. "I think somebody needs to talk to you?"
"Hmm?" She asked.
Groggily, she took her phone and squinted at the text. She cursed and then
laid her head back on my chest.
"Shit. Tomorrow's my friend's 21st birthday party. But her parents are
coming into town so she wants to move our thing to tonight."
I didn't say it out loud but my initial reaction was also "shit." I knew
what this meant.
"So I'm going to have to go to your friend's party?" I asked.
"She's not one of my best friends, but she is a friend. I was looking
forward to this."
I didn't say anything.
"You know, the longer this goes on, the more we're going to miss out on
the events of our own lives. A class here and a birthday there isn't a big
deal. But how long is this going to go on? Eventually we're going to miss
the big things in life because we're stuck in somebody else's body for the
day. Like funerals, or weddings, or job interviews. On the days that we
switch we may have two bodies but it sure feels like we only have half a
life," Jen said.
I thought about it.
"Our land lady has been saying that we're running out of time. I assume
that when the time's up there won't be any more body swapping."
"I wonder if there'll be anything left at all," Jenna said as she climbed
to her feet.
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