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I'm John, my wife, Beckie, and I had just moved across country for my new job. I had just been hired as a personnel manager for a tech firm, that was having issues with it's "boy's club" attitude. I have been in personnel law and management for many years and generally was hired when the boss wanted to clean up a mess that they had allowed to fester, before it became a public relations nightmare. Beckie was a talented artist who could sell her work online and didn't need a fixed office, just a nice studio. They must have been pretty desperate as the firm purchased a home for me with a beautiful art studio, an amazing perk considering the costs in the greater San Jose market. We had just moved into the new home, and started work. Beckie and I didn't have any of your normal support people yet, (barbers, beauticians, OB/Gyn's or internists). I was hoping the staff at my new job would have some suggestions, but, given the reputation that I had for restructuring firms, no one came forward, this left us vulnerable, as we were to find out. We were headed downtown to a showing of Beckie's work on a Friday (did I mention that my new firm really wanted me? And would give me time off whenever I needed it). We had a great show, almost all of Beckie's art was snapped up quickly, which left us the rest of the day to explore our new town. We went to the San Jose Art Museum, where many schoolchildren had been taken for Friday tours. We didn't mind, because love of art must be nurtured. We were on our way home when we were in a multiple vehicle accident, our car was crushed between two trucks and it took the jaws of life to get us both out and to the hospital. Fortunately, we were both taken to the same hospital. As a level one trauma center a number of the victims were also taken there. One of the tragedies was that there was a school bus, with many preteen children on board. We were told that we had internal injuries and would need organ transplants (liver and kidney for me, kidney only for my wife, the grisly upside from our standpoint, was that most of the children on the bus didn't survive and their parent all agreed to make them organ donors, so there were available organs for Becky and I. Our surgeon, Dr. Kominski, turned out to be one in a million, trained as a plastic surgeon, vascular surgeon, Gifted Urological surgeon and OB/Gyn. He specialized in difficult MtF and FtM gender confirming surgeries. Why he was there doing "meatball" surgery wasn't something we understood until some time later. After the surgeries, he came to each of our rooms (Unusual for such a high flying surgeon) and handed us business cards. He told us, that since he had performed organ transplants on us, we should see him and his team as primary care physicians for the foreseeable future. After the typical recovery and rehab, Beckie and I went home and resumed our lives. We went through the normal day to day, with few changes, other than increased visits to Dr. Kominski's office (where he always drew blood, and had urine tests). Within six weeks, we were released to go back to exercising, light at first, then back to our normal routines. Beckie did some weights, along with yoga and Pilates, I was into a bit heavier weights, along with yoga, and we both did a lot of cardio. Back at work, I was able to move a long way with cleaning up the bad attitudes in the office. After a few months, it looked like most of the code writers and executives were finally getting with the program, and we started being able to hire, and retain qualified women. My employer started seeing the benefits and realized that they now had a competitive advantage over other companies with "bro-like" attitudes. They asked me to sign a non-compete, so that I would never work for and clean up their competition, paying me well and giving me a lot of stock. This set Beckie and I up for life. Going to the gym changed about six months after our accident, Beckie seemed more interested in weight lifting, which I encouraged, she and I both hit new weight records (for us), and it seemed like it was getting easier. While that was going on, we both started to have small bouts of acne, which we hadn't seen since our teens. It was just the occasional pimple, which we treated, and changed our cleaning routines to help with it. One unusual area was tenderness in my nipples, Beckie bumped into my chest with a large book she was carrying, and I yipped. She said, John, what's the problem? I was a bit embarrassed, but told her about the nipple tenderness recently. She said she wanted to see them. When we got into the bedroom, she noticed that my nipples were puffier and a bit darker, so she touched them very gently, and I really enjoyed that, then she kissed them and played with them with her tongue. This got both of us going sexually. next I performed cunnilingus on Beckie, and she really got into it, almost thrusting into my face. I noticed that her clit was red and angry looking, and I swore it looked enlarged, and that her vaginal scent had changed slightly. We continued with our lovemaking and it was intense, we climaxed together with more energy than we had in years. Our next visit to Dr. Kominiski's was a bit different, we were always scheduled for the same time (as a convenience to us, we thought, and had always seen Physicians Assistants or PA's on our visits. We had our blood and urine tests and expected to be sent on our way, when we were told to wait, that the Doctor wanted to speak to us together in his office. We waited with some trepidation that perhaps one or both of us were rejecting our new organs when the Doctor came in. First, he asked us if we had felt differently lately, or had any changes that we had noticed, before we gave any answers I insisted that he tell us the worst, were either of experiencing organ rejection? He held his hands out calmly, and said no, there was no problem, but that both of our tests showed some anomalies that he wanted to check on. I mentioned that work outs had gone better, and that we seemed to have greater strength, and stamina. Beckie noted the issues with acne, at which the Doctor seemed to come alive. He then asked pointedly if our sex life was going normally. Beckie mentioned my nipple changes and I noted that her clit had seemed red and a bit swollen. Dr. Kominski said that these were possible side effects of the anti-rejection drug, and that he wanted us to be measured very thoroughly before we left today, and that he wanted to keep an eye on this and wanted weekly visits. Before we left, we had a number of "base line" measurements, including my chest, at the nipple and just below, as well as waist, hip, both all of which seemed foreign to me. I had no idea what that was about, they also took swabs from Beckie's Vagina and asked for a semen sample from me. For the next several months workouts continued to be great, Beckie said she had always had issues with gaining mass and definition for her arms, which now seemed to come with ease. While I had the same experience, I was also more interested in core, and flexibility, and so was now a regular with Beckie at both yoga and Pilates. Beckie stared to complain about unwanted dark hairs on her lip and sometimes her chest, so she decided to have a wax treatment, and suggest that I join her. I resisted, but she said, "John, I know you like licking my nipples, why should I deal with chest hair when returning the favor, unless, of course, you want me to stop?" So I got the wax treatment as well (man, did that hurt!) My chest continued to enlarge, at first I thought it was just more definition on my pecs, from the workouts, but I noticed there was fat around the nipples, when I mentioned this to Beckie, she said "John, let me measure you" and she got out her sewing tape. After measuring me, Beckie said, "John, you have A cup breasts! We need answer from Dr. Kominski." We called and made an appointment to speak with Dr. Kominski at our next office visit. When he came in, Beckie confronted him, "My Husband John, has breasts!, I looked and couldn't find any medical side effect of the treatment we're on that leads to breast growth, much less the hirsute issues I am facing!" Dr. Kominski tried to smooth things over, but Beckie was having none of it, and frankly, neither was I. I asked, ?What are you doing to us, are we a science experiment?? At that Dr. Kominski finally opened up. ?The school bus that was involved in your multiple vehicle accident was special in one way, every child on that bus was a twin, either fraternal or exact. You both came to my hospital with internal injuries that would require me to open your thoracic cavities to stabilize you. All of your organs were intact, and although some were bruised, they would heal. My issue was with the large number of tweener children who hadn?t yet stared puberty, and who?s organs were available at the time of their death. I quickly had everyone in the hospital blood typed, and you two were close matches for two set of fraternal twins, a boy and a girl each. At this point I had a number of other donors who were close enough for existing MtF and FtM surgeries that I called them in and transplanted the available organs. In your case, I thought that this would be a matter of weeks, or at most a month, before suitable organ recipients would be available, so I transplanted a full set each of male and female reproductive organs into your thoracic cavities. I needed to keep them alive until I had a recipient. My surprise was that the gender reassignment backlog had been satisfied by the original transplants and no one came forward to require the organs you are hosting.? Beckie and I sat in awe at this revelation, we had not received new kidneys, but had been used for a monstrous science experiment to further this Doctors dreams. Both of us were now attached to not just not just our genitalia, but also the pre-pubescent genitalia of both another boy or girl, depending upon the person, or so we thought. Dr. Kominski went on to tell us that the hormones in our adult bodies had caused the maturing of both sets of genitalia in our bodies, we were each going through both a male and a female puberty, at the same time! We both screamed at the same time to have these foreign organs removed from our bodies as soon as possible! Dr. Kominski stunned us by telling us that these new organs were now part of us and we should simply strap in for the ride. This caused us to run out of the clinic and go home. The Clinic tried desperately to contact us, fearing we would expose our situation to the media, nothing could have been further from our minds, we just wanted to be left alone and go back to ?normal? instead of some scientific freak show! Beckie and I discussed our situation, she was becoming a young man, as well as a young woman, and I was going through the same, in reverse. Everything seemed to make sense when we made love, our closeness and bonding only got deeper. I did notice the slight musk in Beckie?s nether regions, but this excited me more than I could previously imagined. Her enjoyment of my nipples was something she couldn?t previously have imagined, but it made her even hornier. When Beckie climaxed through foreplay (digital or oral), she would thrust into it in a way she hadn?t before the operation, and it seemed as if she was missing some kind of release/climax. My climax seemed not to change until one time it wasn?t based upon the tip of my penis (and testicles), but seemed to cause waves of pleasure across my midsection. Soon after that, Beckie went into her pre-menstrual cramping. I seemed to be joining her, but wrote it off as a sympathetic response as again, these genitals in us should have been too young. When Beckie?s period started, I stared to double over in cramps. We both realized that there was nothing for it, we would need to seek out competent medical help. Given our distrust of Dr. Kominski, we decided to reach out to the local chapter of the LGBTG support group and ask for referrals. They suggested that we go to Dr. Kominski, we hesitated and they then suggested a second physician, Dr. Sylvia Scott, who was part of a larger group. We made a joint appointment with Dr. Scott, which was hard to do. When we met her, we stammered, but finally blurted out what had happened to us. She was shocked, that a Dr. of Kominski?s character had used us in this way. Dr. Scott explained that I might be having a period also, and that there was no outlet for the discharge. Dt. Scott had her phlebotomist take blood and urine samples from both of us, and assured us that she would get our records and meet with us in two days. Those were a tough two days, and when we came in, Dr. Scott confirmed her suspicion that I was having a period and had no outlet for my discharge, she insisted that I undergo surgery immediately to avoid a toxic scenario. Dr. Scott said that under the circumstances, she would use a spinal block and not a general anesthetic as she may need informed consent once she had me open. As Dr. Scott was part of a University hospital, Beckie was able to observe from the gallery. Dt. Scott started the procedure, and rapidly found the female genitals, which were sloughing off my first period. There was a lot of contaminated matter in my abdomen, which she and her team removed, and cleansed. Now, she had to deal with the future. Dr. Scott told me how well the new organs had been integrated into my body and expressed concern that removing them right now would lead to shock, given the issues by body was already dealing with. She suggested, mounting the now developed labia, etc. just above my penis, so that my body could heal from the effects of the period that had emptied into my thoracic cavity, without further contamination from a future period. This stunned me as I couldn?t imagine going through that again, but Dr. Scott insisted that it was the only safe path for the moment, so I agreed. After several more hours of surgery, I now has a vagina right above my penis. The next day, Dr. Scott arranged for MRI?s and CAT scans of both Beckie and my body. She reported that we had both received set of sexual organs from fraternal twins, with each of us having both a complete male and female set of reproductive organs. This meant that Beckie would also need the same procedure as I had just had. Dr. Scott put Beckie on a strong hormone dose to delay her next period, I asked why this wasn?t done for me and she explained that in my case it would have increased my feminization, while Beckie was already feminine. We remained in close contact with the Doctor and hospital so they could monitor our hormones and judge what was best to do next. After a week, Dr. Scott realized that she would need Dr. Kominski to consult to help clean up the mess he had made. She went to the medical licensing board and had his clinic closed and had he, and much of his staff moved into her practice, and under her direct supervision. Dr. Kominski could no longer be with a patient unless Dr. Scott was there also. We were uncertain about meeting with both Doctors, but Dr. Scott assured us that this was really needed, and with my recovery, Beckie and I placed our faith in Dr. Scott. Dr. Kominski explained why it would be so difficult to remove all of our new organs, he had originally thought the procedure would be for a couple of weeks at best, and that he could induce a small crisis in each of us in order to require us to undergo a second surgery, where he could remove our ?guest? organs. Wanting these organs to survive, he had fused the arteries and veins to ours, and used stem cells to keep the nerve going by patching them into our bodies. He reasoned that this would give him a chance to find recipients, while keeping the organs in the best shape possible. He never expected them to remain I our bodies for six months, as they had. Dr. Kominski asked if I had any sensation in my new vagina, I hesitated to tell him that I had a lot of sensation, and had felt both inserting and removing a tampon. He asked if I had touched my new clitoris, I said no, I had avoided it as much as possible (I had brushed it while inserting and removing tampons during my last period, but didn?t want to give him the satisfaction that yes, it was very sensitive). This led Dr. Scott to suggest that she gave me a private pelvic exam, I was trapped and had to agree. Dr. Scott gingerly felt my labial lips, and noticed my reaction, so she cut to the chase and simply asked if I had sensitivity in my new clit, since we were alone, I confessed it to her. She suggested that she meet with Beckie and I alone, due to the discomfort we felt being in Dr. Kominski?s presence. When Dr. Scott told Beckie that I had full feeling in my new vagina and clitoris, she explained that Beckie would likely have the same in her new, but still hidden penis. She explained that at some point Beckie?s penis, and testicles would need to be removed from her abdomen. She was concerned that Beckie?s clitoral nerve was fused to her penile one, just as my penile nerves were fused with my clitoral nerves. Dr. Scott was concerned that just removing Beckie?s buried penis may damage her ability to feel her original sex organs. Beckie asked about her secondary female organs and my secondary male organs. Dr. Scott said that we could remove her second uterus, but move her second clitoris in next to her original clitoris, and that the glans from my second penis could be moved into the head on my penis. She explained that my second set of testicles would be dropped into my existing scrotum, but they could have a vasectomy, so I wouldn?t release the young donors sperm. Just so, Beckie?s second ovaries could be located next to her original ones, without attaching them to her fallopian tubes, Beckie?s, second uterus, fallopian tubes, and most of her vagina could be removed, while the sensitive parts of her labia would be added to Beckie?s original labia, and the sensitive ?G? spots of her vagina would be transplanted into Beckie?s original. Dr. Scott suggested that Beckie?s penis could be released just above her existing clitoris, and her new second clitoris, while her scrotum and testicles would be located just behind her vagina. Dr. Scott said that brought up the issue of Beckie?s prostate, seminal vesicles, and urethra. Dr. Scott thought after discussing this with Kominski, that there would be enough urethral tissue between the three sex organs in Beckie to stretch it to her new penis, and that the prostrate would fulfill it?s normal role in a man, as a bonus Beckie would be able to pee while standing. This left us with a lot to think about, and not much time to do it. After about 48 hours, we agreed to the surgeries, Beckie?s first, then mine later, so we could help each other recover. We went through our procedures and as a result, I now Beckie and I had both completely functioning male and female reproductive organs. In a follow up visit with Dr. Scott, she explained why she had saved the secondary testicles for me and ovaries for Beckie. She said, ?John, you identify as a male and Beckie as a female, both of you could have ended up as androgynous beings with equal levels of both male and female hormones, but John, you now have a second source for testosterone and Beckie a second source of estrogen, so you can both stay a bit closer to the gender you identify with.? With all of our organs fully exposed, we both finished our secondary puberties. Beckie?s breasts grew a bit, while she continued to sprout unwanted facial and chest hairs, but her voice didn?t deepen much. My voice dropped an octave, and my breasts filled in to a just over B cup. I was a bit surprised when my penis lengthened and thickened, but it now looked more natural with my enlarged glans. At. Beckie?s insistence, we both had all of our chest hair removed by laser, and Beckie had her chin hair removed as well. Underwear became an issue for both of us, and we asked Dr. Scott for some resources in the TG community. With a bit of discrete asking, we found a firm to make us both custom undergarments. We realized how much Dr. Scott and the local TG community had done for us, and realized we had to do something to give back. We had received a large settlement from Dr. Kominski?s malpractice insurance and set up a fund to support Dr. Scott and her work with the TG community, and the local TG legal fund. We continued our gym work out as soon as we were released (no sex for us yet, Doctors orders), and both became virtual fitness models, only Beckie also had a bulge and I breasts. Once Dr. Scott released us for sex, Beckie and I went to a resort to find out what we had going on. We started with our normal foreplay, but now we each had a set of breasts to play with and suckle. I thought I was going to come just from Beckie playing with my breasts!. I asked Beckie if I could go down on her clits and she readily accepted, this was great, but I kept getting Beckie?s penis in my face, I finally faced the moment and decided to try giving Beckie a blow job first. She came almost immediately, and I had a pretty good mouthful of cum. Beckie, like most women, and always been a ?spitter?, so I decided to show her how nice it was if your partner swallowed and at least acted as if they liked it. Beckie seemed to really get off on that, and offered to reciprocate by giving me a blow job. It was fantastic and Beckie returned the favor and swallowed. Now I was able to go down on Beckie, but she stopped me and said let?s do a 69 and go down on each other?s clits. Beckie had now had her first male orgasm and I looked forward to my first female orgasm. We had a bit of an issue with figuring out each other?s timing, but Beckie new what felt good to her and moved me to orgasm just as she had hers. It was very different orgasm to have one that seemed to radiate over your body as opposed to the very penis and testicle pumping feeling of a man. We laid in each other?s arms for a moment in the afterglow, but both Beckie and I needed more. I was afraid of Beckie entering me, so we just started with me entering Beckie. Beckie moaned as my new, larger, member entered her, and we quickly built up a rhythm, this was going well until Beckie?s member slipped into my vagina. I was shocked by the feeling, and a bit overcome by my tearing hymen, but we were both filled with enough lust that we just kept going. Beckie?s feeling of her penis, adding to the feelings she had from both of her clits and multiple G spots, and my double glans penis adding to the feelings of my clit and G spot. We came together, with both male and female orgasm?s at the same time! In the afterglow, we realized that neither of us was using any form of birth control, but happily, neither of us became pregnant that time. Both of us having gone through both puberties at once developed both the burning desire a need for love and support, with us taking it in turns being the sexual aggressor. Beckie noticed all of the strange interaction that men had between their members, and testicles and the area just behind that, commonly called the ?taint?. As she read up on it, Beckie decided that we needed to try anal stimulation, and I saw no reason not to try it carefully. After making certain we were as clean as you can be back there, we tried stimulating each other?s prostate gland with our fingers. While that felt good, to me, I was concerned about anal intercourse, since we both been through a lot of surgeries and still taking anti-rejection medicines. We earned many positions, and enjoyed orgasms every way we could. We decided that we were ready for children, and started intentionally working to get Beckie pregnant. We didn?t need to wait very long, and were happy to find that she was pregnant within two weeks of starting. We went to visit Dr. Scott for her first pre-natal exam (who else would we go to?) and Dr. Scott said that even with the surgeries, Beckie should be able to have our child vaginally. Dr. Scott then drew blood from both of us, as a continuation to our treatment. We were called back to Dr. Scott?s within 48 hours, and she sat us down together. She asked how sexually active we were, then after getting the response ?very?, she probed further and asked if Beckie penetrated me as we as being penetrated. We answered truthfully that yes, she had. Dr. Scott looked at us and said ?John, you are also pregnant!? Beckie and I were startled, never having considered that this was a possibility. While Beckie was pregnant with a child from my sperm and her eggs (my second testicles being vasectomized, and Beckie?s second ovaries not being attached to her fallopian tubes), I was pregnant with the sperm of Beckie?s donor?s testes, and my donors eggs. Dr. Scott said that she believed there was not reason that I couldn?t carry a child, but would probably need to have a c-section. We got used to helping each other with morning sickness, and were very lucky that the same items made each of us sick. We moved on to enlarging breasts, and stomachs, as well as having our bladders compressed, and sore backs. Dr. Scott had us go through a number of tests since my case was so unusual, After a ten weeks we had our first ultrasounds, and found out that I was carrying twins! Dr. Scott reminded us that the cause of our situation explained this, all of the organ transplanted into us had come from fraternal twins, which greatly increased Beckie?s and my chance of having twins while using our transplanted organs. With this news, I spoke to Beckie, and she agreed that I should have my tubes tied during the C-section. We found that I was having fraternal twins, a boy and a girl, and Beckie was pregnant with a boy. Since I was having twins, Dr. Scott decided that we should try and wait until Beckie had delivered naturally before having my C-section. We bought a new house with more bedrooms, and we knew that we would need bedrooms for all the kids, as well as bedrooms for any ?help? that lived with us while we recovered from the births. Being pregnant really changed both of us, we were both flooded with female hormones, which prepared both bodies for motherhood. While Beckie?s large breasts became enormous, my grew to a very full C cup, and we both noticed a bit of leaking of colostrum in our last month. We had found a number of people through Dr. Scott that were transitioning and had a tough time finding employment and couldn?t afford the very expensive housing of the Bay area. We interviewed several candidates, and hired two, both a MtF (Dahlia) and a FtM (Jim) that where kind and hard working. Beckie and I set up a fund to finalize their confirmation surgeries after we could manage on our own. Beckie?s water broke and Jim, our FtM helper (Jim) drover us to the hospital while Dahlia stayed and prepared the house for our son. Beckie was fortunate to have a relatively easy delivery, and was able to leave the hospital 48 hours later. Dr. Scott said she wanted me to go another two weeks, if possible, and it worked out that way. Jim drove us to the hospital for the C-section, Beckie was allowed into the operating theater for the delivery. The C-section was fine, but boy did the contractions caused by the Pitocin hurt like hell, back in my hospital room. Dr. Scott said that needed that to finish delivering the afterbirth. With all the meds I was on from Pain, Beckie nursed ?My? two babies and ?Beckie?s? son was fed from a bottle by Dahlia from milk we had both pumped. I stayed in the hospital for nearly a week, given the surgery and my situation. Once Jim brought me home, Beckie and I felt like regular cows, nursing three infants at the same time. We survived and loved every minute of it, being surrounded by all the love. At our children?s combined first birthday, we told Dahlia and Jim our news that we were going to pay for their surgeries, but asked that they do this on a one at a time basis, so they could continue to live with us and help us. They were both overjoyed, Dahlia cried, and Jim gave be about the hardest handshake I have never gotten. We agreed that Jim should start first, as he would need more than one procedure, and he would need to heal between procedures. Both of our sons and our daughter were weaned from human milk at one year of age, and switched to baby food and cow?s milk. Beckie and I had worked hard to get back to our pre-baby bodies, and Beckie had a bit more success, and my new, larger breasts didn?t seem to be getting any smaller (not that Beckie cared, more for her to play with). We didn?t think about contraception, as the lactation had seen to that for the previous year, but were surprised when Beckie missed her period, when I had mine. Beckie took a home pregnancy test, and it was positive. So, back to see Dr. Scott. After Beckie had an amniocentesis, we learned it was a girl. Beckie and I decided that four children was enough, and she told Dr. Scott that she wanted her tubes tied after she gave birth. During the pregnancy Jim had his first surgery, and Dahlia had her full bottom surgery. Dahlia asked that since she was never going to give birth, that she be induced to lactate and act a wet-nurse for our child, with Dr. Scott?s approval we agreed. In the end, I started lactating in sympathy with Beckie, and Dahlia?s milk came in also, we switched off nursing duties, which allowed us to take turns sleeping. This bonded Beckie and I with our new daughter, and made Dahlia feel like a completed woman. Jim had his second surgery during our new daughter?s first year, and Beckie and I found out that he and Dahlia were an item. Once we had our new daughter weaned, we asked Jim and Dahlia, if the planned to stay on. Dahlia said she would like to for a while, but wanted she and Jim to move back east where costs were lower. We understood, and realized that they had had such good results that Jim and Dahlia could move anywhere and pass as the genders they belonged in, without suspicion, and could avoid prejudice. At the ?triplets" (that is how we referred to them) third and our daughter?s first birthday, we wished Jim and Dahlia a fond farewell. And looked forward to the rest of our lives. You will note that I haven?t used our children?s names, this is on purpose as this isn?t their story. I decided that as I identified as a man, that I would have minor breast reduction surgery, back to A cup breasts. Going forward, while Beckie and I were both hermaphrodites, I would live as the man I identified as and she as the woman she identified as.