Author's note: Both characters are over 18+. Contains vulgar language, and references to drinking, smoking, and impregnation. I use words such as "pussy," "cunt," and "clit" to describe one of the character's genitals.
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I don't know how it happened, but I'm so glad it did. I remember it was a warm summer morning, some months ago now. We slowly rose out of sleep, pawing lazily at each other with eyes barely open. Soft, relaxed, skin on skin; exchanging sleepy and contented murmurings as we rolled over to spoon. I'm almost always the big spoon. I was dropping off back into deep, weekend sleep when he woke me with movement and an exclamation. "Ralphie, what's that?" He moved out of my grasp and turned around. "Hmm? What?" I said, waking slowly.
He uncovered our naked bodies from the duvet and audibly gasped at what he saw. "You've got a cock!"
"Wha-?" Still in my sleep daze, I glanced to where my groin met his bare cheeks, really not expecting to find what I did. "What the fuck?!" I was awake immediately and practically threw the duvet off the bed. On my back, I couldn't believe it. I had a cock and balls. An actual cock and actual balls. Not only that but a very proud, engorged, long erection. Thick, too! I was speechless, as was my Adam. We both just stared. Then he moved to sit up, perhaps to fetch his glasses; and as I was glancing over at him to read the shock and disbelief on his face, fully expecting I might actually wake up right then, I saw it. "Adam! Your cock's gone!"
"What the fuck?! No. No, nonono." His hands scrambled to his now flattened groin, as if expecting his manhood to reappear when summoned - perfectly reasonable given the circumstances. He felt himself frantically. I sat up to watch and look closer as he pawed at what was now his vulva. "This can't be happening! This isn't real, this isn't real -"
"Hey, hey," My voice shook as I tried to soothe him by stroking his back, though my mind was racing. Were we experiencing some shared, strange, vivid-as-life hallucination? Was that even possible? Was I still dreaming? It didn't feel like a dream.
"Hey, calm down, Adam." He turned to me and had little tears in his eyes.
"Calm down?! What the hell is happening?!"
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After our freak out, I decided it was best to put on some clothes and brew some very strong coffee. Adam was visibly shaken. The possibility of this all being a bizarre dream or nightmare we'd wake up from became slimmer and slimmer each passing second neither of us awoke. "This isn't a dream, is it?" He shakily lit a cigarette in the kitchen. I made a long face at him from across the table. "It's... it's a dream come true." I was overcome and couldn't sit still. Then I noticed Adam's souring face. "Uh, for me! For me!" I had to add. Adam rolled his eyes at me. "How did this happen?"
"I have no idea, baby. But I'd be lying if I said I hadn't wished for a cock, like, a million times."
"But... Why me, if it's your wish? Did you wish I had a pussy, too?!"
"No, no, never! You know I love your dick. Uh, loved your dick."
Adam took a long drag on his cigarette and there was a pause between us. "Well, what are we gonna do now?"
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It took him a few hours to stop being so visibly tense and shaken. I think I heard him having a little cry in the shower. I felt awful for him. But I also felt great for me at the same time. And I kept getting huge, sometimes painful erections - like I might actually bust a nut. It was all very confusing.
Adam came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his head and another wrapped around his waist. He looked fresher after the shower. He came right over to where I was sitting on the bed and, still wet, hugged me tightly like he needed it. "I don't understand." He muttered.
"Me neither, baby. Me neither. But I'm here." He looked down at me, still sad. My heart broke. "Hey, come on now. Whatever supernatural forces are fucking with us - we're still alive. We're gonna be all right."
"Easy for you to say." He sat on the bed next to me.
"Well..." I shrugged. "Up until this morning I had a pussy. It's, uh, it's not that bad... once you get used to it. And, heh, you know by how much noise I make when you screw me that it feels-"
"Jesus, Ralph! Stop thinking with your dick!"
I couldn't help but laugh then. "Actually, it's kind of hard not to right now." I nodded down at the big tent in my trousers. "It's a bit painful."
"God, really?" Adam frowned at my erection. "Maybe you should... sort yourself out or something. You do need a shower."
"Yeah, I'll do that." I got up and started to undress. "I've been wanting to for hours, but you seemed so upset that I-"
"God! Just go!"
"You don't want to watch?" I asked jokingly as I opened the door to the bathroom. Adam chucked the towel from his head at me in response. I made him smile.
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I felt so much better after a wank and a wash. Technically, it was my first wank with my new cock. My technique definitely needed improvement; I decided to aim for being an ambidextrous wanker this time around. But I was so pent up that it barely took me two minutes to cum all over the nice new Majolica tiles in the shower. It felt amazing, perhaps better than my best orgasms from before. I thought I'd be done after one, as I usually am, but all it took to get hard again was lathering up my fresh new pair of bollocks. So I came again. Thankfully not as embarrassingly quick as the first time. I was already dreaming about this new hole of Adam's I could stick myself in. I felt like I did when I was 18 and constantly horny after just starting testosterone therapy. I wondered if I needed to take that any more.
I got out of the shower and towelled and covered myself and found Adam naked, staring at himself in our big bedroom mirror. "You okay?"
"Yeah." Adam didn't look away. "It looks... I don't know-"
"You look gorgeous." I approached him from behind and gave him a hug.
"You're just saying that." He hugged me back. "You don't even like pussy."
"I do now." I gave him a hungry look through the mirror. He blushed and rolled his eyes and broke away to get dressed.
I was already getting hard again and dropped my towel to look in the mirror. I looked pretty damn good. "What do you think?" I smirked at Adam.
"It's so big. Bigger than I am - er, was. Bigger than I was."
"Think you could handle it?" I wiggled and made it bob around for effect. Adam let out an exaggerated huff and turned away smiling and shaking his head.
"If you can manage to stop playing with yourself, we can make dinner."
"Oh good, I'm starving."
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We'd eaten dinner and sunk into our bed at around ten o'clock with a much needed, generous glass of wine each. The bottle sat close by on the bedside table as we scrolled through Netflix for something light-hearted to watch. We finally settled on some silver screen horror movie we could laugh at. I nursed my wine slowly while Adam sat brooding in near silence, save for the sounds of him refilling his glass what seemed like every five minutes.
"It's not a race," I said.
"I know. I just can't believe it."
"Me neither. I mean who goes swimming in the river at night after -"
"No! Not the movie." Adam sighed and I turned to him.
"Are you okay?"
"Not really." He deflated. "What if we're like this forever?"
"Um. I don't know." I sipped my wine for a minute. "I guess we'll see in the morning and take it from there. There's not much we can do, is there?"
"No, there isn't."
Minutes of silence passed between us. Adam seemed to focus more on the film and less on drinking his manhood back into reality. But I couldn't help myself. I'd been thinking about it all day. "So. Have you... tried it out yet?" I raised my eyebrows at my lover.
"Uh, no. Not yet."
"Would you like to?"
"I don't know, Ralphie, it's all very strange. And to tell you the truth, I'm a bit worried about the size of that thing." He raised his eyebrows and titled his head in the direction of my groin. I looked down under the covers and tittered. My semi was very noticeable in my boxer briefs. "But I have been... throbbing." He continued. "When we were at the mirror earlier, I could feel it, inside."
"Did it feel good?"
"It felt strange." Adam thought for a moment. "But it felt good."
"Can I touch you, baby? Just with my hands, until you tell me otherwise." I looked like a begging puppy as Adam considered my offer. He smiled.
"Since I might have to get used to it... go on then."
With that, Adam pulled off his own boxer briefs. I wasn't sure if I should take off the covers, so I didn't. Instead, I felt across his smooth, toned body like I had done so many times before. Slowly, I could start to feel the tension ease from his muscles. Adam responded with a little sigh before closing his eyes and leaning his head on my shoulder. I massaged him a little, working down his chest, then up his thighs, until my hand inched closer to his groin. I was watchful as I began to palm down his mound, looking for any signs of discomfort. Instead, he started to breathe heavier and let out a small pleasured noise as I cupped his soft, warm pussy. It felt like silk under my hand and made my cock twitch. I was fully hard in minutes.
I pushed my hand into him slowly, making small movements. I had no idea how sensitive he was down there, but I knew my own cock was responding to even the slightest stimulus, so I was careful not to press him too much. And as predicted, my careful movements were now eliciting small moans from him. I did this for a few moments, then felt more directly the sweet folds of his pussy. At the very centre, I could feel a warm wetness beginning to coat my fingers. He panted into me and I lifted up his head by the chin with my free hand to kiss him.
He was perhaps too overtaken by what he was feeling to kiss back much, almost tentative at first like he'd never kissed me before. But he was responsive, moaning into my mouth and leaning into my touch. I felt for his clit - smaller than mine ever was - and started to rub at his sensitive little nub. He gasped into my mouth, almost purring at me.
"Is that good?"
"Yes, yes. Keep... keep doing that..."
"Yes sir," I said, then kissed him deeply. He started to kiss me back between making breathy noises and ever so slowly I worked a finger inside him while keeping my thumb pressed on his nub. He was already so tight and warm and wet. It made my cock ache. "You're so snug down there," I breathed. He put an arm around me and we made out as I leaned my body into his. I paused for only a second to push off the duvet and get a little glimpse of him down there. It was indeed strange to see him like this, now without a dick, only a trimmed bush that hid his new slit. He spread his legs for me as my finger found his slick hole again. I ground my now leaking cock into his side, savouring the feeling even though I was trapped inside my underwear.
