When I started to wake up it came to me suddenly that something was wrong and that I had to take one heck of a piss. On top of that, if felt like my clit was extended and pressing into something, so I hurried for the commode.
Here I was on a business trip dealing with some Shaman-like group in New Mexico, up near Alamagordo. I'd even used my connections to get a tour out to the Trinity site.
My job was to let 'em know that the Department of Homeland Security was keeping a close eye on them and that they'd better watch their steps. I was due to fly out today.
I woke up all the way when I tried to drop my underwear and had to pull it open over... a penis?
And not just any kind of penis, either. It was a hard penis. And one with a full bladder behind it. The urgency the pressure kept me from spending any time reflecting as I tried to find a way to drain it.
After some contortions I finally got it positioned to safely pee into the toilet and heard myself utter a sigh that I'd heard before from many of my former boyfriends and been annoyed by. Now I understood the feeling of relief as my new body part finally went soft.
Doffing my top, I saw that my chest was flatter and nipples tiny with a surprising amount of hair growing there. Finally looking up into the mirrors showed me a man of my own approximate age, apparently in good physical condition, who stared back at me, an odd look of confusion on his face. The man in the mirror reminded me of my brothers.
Sadly, none of my identification would cover me in this form, and it'd be hard to explain what happened to me to my bosses in the DHS.
It was only later, whilst making a close examination of my "new" body, ruffling the pubic hair I'd done away with in my feminine form years ago, that I got an erection again.
Given how it felt, I realized that I'd truly been dicked with.
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