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Had to get a new email, so I'm reposting my old works under the new 
addy to get it out.

Part 10.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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DISCLAIMERS

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This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, 
and is not intended for the perusal of minors.  Further if perusal of 
such material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your 
religion or personal beliefs, you should likewise bypass this story.

This story remains the property of the author.  Permission is granted 
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All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any 
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic.  The 
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely 
at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no 
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or 
magic that may be broken within the story.

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Now onto the fun stuff

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Billie, Roosevelt, and Toni drove up to the clinic.  They saw Kira 
and Morgana getting out of their car.  The two waited for the other 
three, and Kira asked, "Billie, do you know why we're here?  Your 
girlfriend called this meeting."

"No idea at all.  She called and said to get a hold of Rosa and Toni 
and to come down here.  You got any ideas?"

"I... might, but I don't want to make assumptions about what she has 
to say.  Let's go inside."

The group went inside and saw the assistant, a very worried look on 
her face.  She told them to go back to Pepper's office, but wouldn't 
say any more.  When they went back there, they found Lillith with the 
doctors.  Lillith had an enraged look on her face, and the doctors 
were subdued and complacent.  Lillith said, "Come in, everyone.  The 
doctors have something to tell you."

Everyone came in, and Lillith said, "Go ahead."

Pepper took a breath and said, "The virus that's changing you.  It's 
a creation of ours.  The changes you're undergoing are our fault."

Billie, Toni, and Rosa were shocked.  Finally, Rosa asked, "Why?"

Lillith said, "That's what they're here to explain.  They seem to 
think this was for the best.  So they're going to explain everything. 
The whats, the whys, and everything else.  Then we're going to take a 
vote.  If anybody objects to having been manipulated and changed, 
then I'm going straight to the state medical board.  If that happens, 
the Hills' medical careers are over."

Everyone turned to the doctors to let them have their say.  Pepper 
explained, "The virus you've been infected with is a man-made virus. 
It came out of research by my wife to find a way to pass moods, 
concepts, feelings, and even ideas from one person to another.  She 
got so wrapped up in trying to find a way to make her new virus work 
that I felt rejected and insulted.  On the day she made her 
breakthrough, she rushed home to tell me and found me in bed with my 
nurse.  I sent her home, and Louise and I blew up at each other.  I 
used the standard arguments, men need more than one woman, she had 
been ignoring me and drove me to it, she didn't understand me, and so 
on.  It was a stupid collection of arguments, but I knew enough 
psycho-speak to make it sound believable."

Louise continued, "As a hurt woman, I knew he was speaking garbage, 
but as a doctor and scientist, I found myself wondering if his 
argument had any basis in fact.  I had never had a male sex drive. 
Did they really need it as much as they said?  So I decided to find 
out.  I took my new virus, adjusted it so it would transfer the sex 
drive of a thirteen year old boy to me.

"I thought I could handle it, but thirteen proved too young for me. 
It started with my normal sex drives being amplified to incredible 
levels.  I was finding anything with a good pair of shoulders and a 
nice crotch to be something to lust after.  But I was determined to 
prove to Peter, that's Pepper before her change, that the male sex 
drive was controllable, so I resisted my carnal urges.

"What I wasn't prepared for was the attractions that 99 percent of 
thirteen year olds go through.  I was finding myself lusting after 
women.  If it had a pair of tits, I wanted her, and like any hormone 
infested teenager, the bigger she was, the more I wanted her.  Maybe 
if I had had a lifetime's experience to deal with it, I could've 
resisted, but eventually I was seduced by my partner, a lesbian 
virologist.  Our affair went on for a while until Peter caught us in 
bed together."

"I was hurt and rejected like Louise had been, and stormed off. 
Louise and I, by unspoken agreement, entered into a trial separation. 
After a couple days, her partner came to visit me.  We had a few 
words before she pointed out that Louise had done nothing I hadn't 
done.  She also told me about the virus my wife had injected herself 
with in an effort to understand me, and asked if I would do the same.

"I was still full of macho bluster and told her I'd do anything 
Louise had done.  She all but commanded me to prove it.  So I blindly 
accepted when she offered to fill me with a female version of the 
same virus she had helped Louise create.

"The day after I started having urges to dress as a woman, and by the 
end of the day, I found myself in a department store buying a 
collection of lingerie to wear.  Like you, my feminine persona 
started to grow, and I soon found myself spending all my free time in 
dresses.  Jeannie, that's Louise's partner, taught me all about 
appearance, make-up, deportment, and everything else I needed to 
know.  She was also the one who took a dildo to my ass when my 
developing feminine sex drive had me wanting to take something into 
me rather than stick my penis into others."

"But what my husband didn't know was that Jeannie had made some 
modifications to the virus.  The original virus should've only given 
Peter the outlook, urges, and emotional drives of a female, but 
Jeannie had decided to test a newer, more powerful virus.  This one 
didn't just change the mind of its target, it changed his body, doing 
everything to him that it has done to you.  I didn't even recognize 
him when I caught my mistress fucking 'her' in the ass."

"That was when Jeannie revealed what she had done.  I was angry, but 
I couldn't stay that way since Louise pretty much tackled me and had 
her way with me.  We had a nice three-way before Louise renamed me 
Pepper."

"Shortly thereafter we were approached by a group who called 
themselves 'The Organization.'  They were dedicated to equality 
between the sexes and explained that our viruses could go a long, 
long way towards helping each sex understand the other.  Since then 
they have been slowly spreading the virus amongst the American 
populace in order to foster greater togetherness and understanding."

"Take yourselves for instance.  Billie, as Bill, you were Lillith's 
male lover in her somewhat one-sided bi-sexual relationship.  Now you 
two are all the other needs, and both are willing to go a little 
further when your wants exceed your needs.  Neither is ever excluded.

"Toni and Rosa, before this started you two were all but divorced. 
Your marriage was effectively over.  Now?  You're closer than ever, 
willing to experiment with others, but always together.

"And Kira?  To be honest, the extent of your changes were unexpected, 
but not all that unusual.  Our virus has helped many transsexuals to 
come to grips with what they were.  You would not now consider 
yourself a woman unless that was what you truly were.  You would, 
like your friends, consider yourself a guy with a girl's body, and be 
content with that.

"Can any of you say you are not better off than you were before?"

Lillith interrupted, "And all it cost them was their old lives. 
Afraid of being seen as men in women's clothes during the initial 
stages of the change, they became virtual refugees from society, 
trapped in their homes.  Unable to explain the more dramatic changes 
they've recently undergone, they've further withdrawn, losing not 
only jobs, but any hope of getting another.  Kira is the only 
exception, but only because she went public with her transition early 
on.  Even then, she almost lost her friendship with Billie for fear 
of exposure."

Pepper said, "Perhaps we should take a poll of our 'jury' to see 
where we stand.  No point continuing if we've already been 
'convicted.'  Who's first?"

Kira said, "I think I should remove myself from the vote."

Lillith asked, "Why?"

"I... knew about this.  Knew about the virus."

"How?"

Morgana said, "Me.  I told him.  I'm a minor functionary for The 
Organization.  When Ken was selected, it was seen how alone he was, 
so a partial psych profile was done up and it was determined that he 
and I would be a perfect match up.  Even without full knowledge of 
his... her-ness, they were right.  I fell in love, but when I saw how 
much Kira was doing for me, I felt guilty for the role I played in 
his changes.  That was the problem she told Billie about.  When Kira 
confronted me, I broke down and confessed everything."

Kira said, "I was really upset.  That was the first night we spent 
apart since we first met.  I was miserable.  Finally I realized I was 
miserable because I wasn't with her.  I realized that despite what 
had been done, I was happier now."

Kira and Morgana joined hands.  "She came back to me and forgave me 
everything."

Billie asked, "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Morgana put herself at serious risk telling me.  I couldn't risk her 
further by telling you without good reason.  That's why I questioned 
you after my act.  If I had thought you were any less happy than you 
seemed, I'd've told you everything.  But I think I should stay out of 
the vote."

Lillith asked, "Toni?  Rosa?"

Rosa said, "I've got to side with the doctors.  I was going to lose 
Toni, but this," he lifted his now D cup bosom, "brought us back 
together."

Toni said, "I'm going with the doctors, too.  I loved Roosevelt, but 
because of problems we had, I lashed out for little to no reason. 
But I love Rosa so much that that just doesn't happen.  Our life 
isn't perfect, but it's better now then it was."

Lillith turned to Billie.  "So I guess that leaves you."

"I... don't know.  I can see both sides of this.  I really don't like 
the concept of having been manipulated, but on the other hand, if 
somebody had come to me before they had done this and explained 
everything, I probably would've said no, but then I would've lost 
out.  Lillith, you and I are happier now, and... I like what I've 
become."

"So what are you saying?"

"I'm saying... I need to know how you feel.  If you could go back in 
time and change things, make it so Billie never happened, would you?"

"Don't lay this off on me.  Make the decision on your own."

"I can't.  Lillith, your wants and needs mean the world to me.  I 
can't make a decision without knowing how it affects you.  I know 
you're always thinking of what's best for me, and knowing that, would 
you change me back, or make it so I'd never changed if you could?"

Lillith wrestled with it before saying, "No.  I... love you as Bill 
or Billie, but I... prefer Billie."

"Then I don't change back."

Pepper said, "The jury is in, and we've been cleared, so-"

"Hold it, doctor defendant.  Tell them what they've got to look 
forward to.  Then we'll see if you're clear."

Pepper sighed.  "The fact is, all the feminization we've undergone is 
nothing more than a side-effect.  Jeannie felt that the only way for 
a man to truly understand womanhood was for him to undergo that most 
feminine of events.  The virus migrates to the abdomen of the 
recipient and merges their genetic material with another's, forming a 
viable human zygote.  I now have a twelve year old girl, and you 
three... are pregnant.  The babies will have to be delivered 
C-section, but in about 7 months you come to term."

Toni almost immediately said, "A baby?  Our baby?  I mean we're not 
going to have to worry about someone else coming along later to claim 
parental rights?"

Pepper was a bit confused.  "No.  The baby is yours and Rosa's."

Toni cried happily, "Oh, Rosa!" and leapt into her husband's arms.

Lillith asked, "What is it?"

Rosa and Toni parted, but only to arm's length.  Rosa said, "One of 
the major things that came between us was that we both wanted 
children, but after we were married we discovered that Toni was 
sterile."  Rosa turned to face Lillith.  "This alone would've 
convinced us to vote for the doctors if nothing else did."

"Kira?"

Kira shook her head.  "I knew about this, too.  Believe me, I was as 
freaked as you, but I accept it as part of my new life."

"Billie?"

"Are you going to stick by me?  I've asked you to be my wife, but 
that means you're going to have to be the mother of my child."

"You're not freaked out?"

"Of course I'm freaked out!  I'm pregnant!  But I can't get rid of 
it, Lillith.  My personal beliefs don't accept abortion as a viable 
option, so I've got to at least carry the child to term.  And I want 
to keep it, it is my child after all, but I need and want you by my 
side.  Are you... going to be there?"

"Of course I am.  Billie, this doesn't change my plans for our life 
together, so if you want to birth and raise this child, then we'll do 
it together."

Billie hugged Lillith.  "Thank you."

Pepper said, "Are we off the hook?"

Toni said, "Not completely.  Billie and Rosa are still out of a job 
because of you.  What do you plan to do about it?"

"Personally, nothing.  The Organization takes full responsibility for 
those it transforms and helps them readjust to their new lives. 
Rosa, you've got experience in business management, and the strip 
club you were in last Saturday needs a new manager, so the job is 
yours.  Billie, I believe your major is accounting?  Well there's a 
construction company within The Organization that needs a new 
assistant in their office, mostly doing accounting work.  It's a good 
entry-level position with a good benefits package.  It's yours if you 
want it."

"Sounds great."

Lillith said, "Yes, it does.  Could you guys leave me alone with the 
doctors?  I've got some things I want to discuss with them."

The group was curious, but left the room.  After all the group had 
filtered out, Pepper asked, "Is there a problem?"

"You think this makes it okay?  That you can just buy my friends off 
and that makes everything okay?"

"We're not trying to buy them off.  Both Bill and Roosevelt were 
wasting their talents at that burger joint.  We've brought both of 
them closer to their ladies, got them good jobs, and totally improved 
their lives.  What is your problem?"

"I have a problem with doctors with no professional ethics."

"We made their lives better.  Isn't that what doctors are supposed to do?"

"Tell me, doctor," she said, her voice dripping with venom, 
"according to conventional medical ethics, if you have a treatment 
that you know will benefit a patient, but for whatever reason, the 
patient refuses to take it, what exactly can you do about it?"

"I suppose... we could try to have them committed so that their 
relatives can give us permission to use the treatment."

Lillith snorted.  "Why does it not surprise me that you come up with 
that?  Regardless, let's say that can't be done.  What can you do?" 
Both doctors stewed about until Lillith said, "Well?!"

"Nothing!  Is that what you want to hear?"

"Well, at least you know that much.  And why can you do nothing? 
Since you seem to bypass the rule, I'll tell you.  A doctor cannot 
force a treatment on a patient because it is recognized that a person 
has a right to determine the path of their own life.  But for you the 
ends justify the means.  You bypass others right to say no because 
you say you're making things better, and so far you've managed that, 
but what excuse are you going to use when you fail?"

"So what now?  You shoot us to prevent some future wrong that MIGHT occur?"

"No.  I said I'd leave you alone if the group voted in your favor, so 
I'm just going to leave you alone with your conscience, assuming you 
have any left."

After Lillith stormed out, Louise said, "We are doing the right 
thing, aren't we?"

"Are we?  That woman summed up all the problems I've been having with 
this entire routine since we started doing this to others.  She's 
right.  I won't be a party to this anymore."

"But what about childless couples like Rosa and Toni?"

"For them, for those who know the consequences and accept them, I'll 
help.  But I won't be a party to forced transformations anymore."

Louise nodded.  Pepper said, "One other thing, love."

"Yes?"

"That talk we had about another baby?  I want another one.  I want 
another baby to grow inside me."

"You're serious?"  Pepper nodded.  "I assume you've prepared the 
'injector'?"  Pepper got out a dildo and handed it to Louise.  Louise 
grinned.  "Bend over, mother-to-be."

Outside, Billie was about to get in his car when he felt a hand on 
his shoulder.  He heard Kira say, "Billie?"

Without turning around, he asked, "Yes?"

"I'm sorry."

Billie turned to face his friend.  "Why didn't you tell me after you 
found out what was happening?"

"I had to protect Morgana.  Would you have done any less for Lillith?"

"Lillith wouldn't have done this."

"No, but if she needed your protection, would you do any less for 
Lillith if she needed it?  I wouldn't have let it go on if I thought 
it was hurting you, but I knew Morgana was feeling awful for just 
knowing what was going on.  She had no direct part and I saw no 
reason for making things worse for her if you and Rosa were happy 
about what was happening.  I'm sorry, but I love Morgana and had to 
protect her as much as I could."

"I guess I understand."

"Do you forgive me?"

Billie smiled.  "Of course.  Give me a hug."  Billie and Kira hugged.

Lillith came up.  "Okay, guy and gal, time to go home.  I already 
gave Rosa the information I got from the doctor's assistant about his 
new job.  Billie, she said the construction firm needed someone as 
soon as possible, so whether you're interested or not, you need to 
call them and let them know."

"I'm definitely interested."

"Then we need to get you into your pants suit and over there as soon 
as possible."

Billie gave Kira a quick kiss before Lillith and he drove home.  He 
quickly got dressed and Lillith drove him to a construction site 
across town.  The second he got out of the car, he was being hooted 
and hollered at by the construction workers.  Looking around, he 
noticed that the workers were about ninety percent women, or at least 
looked the role.  He walked up to the trailer serving as the main 
office for the site as a woman stepped out.  She yelled to the crew, 
"Enough, you mooks!  Back to work!"  Then she asked Billie, "Can I 
help you, ma'am?"

"My name is Billie.  I believe you were told to expect me?"

"Oh, yes!  Are you here for the job?"

"Maybe."

"Let's go inside and maybe I can convince you to accept."

As they went inside, one of the crew yelled, "Hey, boss-lady, give 
her one for me!"

The boss stopped briefly to flip her forearm up in a crude gesture. 
The crew responded by hooting and hollering even louder.  Inside she 
said, "Turn construction workers into women and they just take it as 
permission to be even more obnoxious."

"Are they always that bad?"

"Yes, but it's just an act.  They're all decent fellows and if you 
become one of the team, they'd put their butts on the line for you."

"Is that an incentive for me to take the job?"

"If it works, yes.  I am in real desperate straits here, Billie.  My 
previous office assistant was a transformee like you, me, and nine 
out of ten of the women on the rig out there.  But after he gave 
birth he decided to become a stay-at-home daddy, so I've been without 
an aide for the last couple weeks."

"What will I need to do on the job?"

"Lots of office work mostly.  Help with accounting, payroll, 
inventory, and any other miscellaneous office work.  I'm not going to 
lie to you, Billie.  There's a lot of work needed here, and although 
I'll be there if you need me, most of your work will have to be done 
alone."

"Sounds like a lot of work.  What's the pay?"

"Honestly, not as much as I think you're worth for doing all this, 
but your benefit package includes full health and dental, a 401K 
plan, and almost full autonomy on the job.  So can I count on you for 
the job?"

"When you ask like that, you'd make me feel like a heel for saying 
no.  But I don't see as how I've got much choice.  Not with my body 
like it is."

"Hey!  Don't feel pressured into anything.  The entire crew has gone 
through what you've gone through, Billie.  Even those on the rig that 
appear to be men have gone through the virus and given birth, they 
just had a natural immunity to the feminizing effects the rest of us 
went through.  For none of us was it voluntary, but we all love what 
we are now.  Would you go back if you could?"

"No.  I guess I'm just feeling bitter about this whole thing right now."

The boss put her arm around Billie's shoulders.  "Believe me, I know 
how that is.  Billie, don't take this job because you feel obligated. 
Take it because I NEED you.  I want this to be a fun place to work. 
Don't make any prejudgments."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

"Good girl!"

"By the way, what's your name?  I never caught it."

"My name is Linda, but I'll respond to just about anything. 
Boss-lady, head chick, anything like that.  Feel free to make 
something up."

"Okay."

"One other thing.  I don't know whether you've noticed it, but a 
side-effect of the virus is that although you're less prone to random 
erections, once you get an erection, it lasts longer."

"I noticed."

"I mention this in regards to sex on the job.  If you're looking for 
a quick tryst, most of the crew is willing, but sex is only allowed 
during off-hours, before or after work, or during your lunch hour.  I 
had to lay down the law to prevent a lot of lost work hours."

"Okay."

"So let's get you started."

Linda then took the time to get Billie started on his work before 
heading back out to the site.  Billie spent the rest of the afternoon 
working through the backlog of paperwork before the whistle announced 
the end of the workday.  Linda came in and said, "That's it.  Time to 
close up shop."

"Just got some paperwork to finish up."

"You'll have more than enough paperwork to last you for a while. 
Don't make me feel like Captain Bligh.  Pack it up and head home."

"Okay, can I use the phone?"

"Sure."

Billie called home to Lillith to get her to come pick him up, but got 
the machine.  Knowing she planned to wait to see how his day went, he 
played back the messages and heard the memo that she had left saying 
she had been called in to help with an emergency at the hospital.  He 
immediately called back and left a message for her.

Hanging up the phone, he said, "Guess I'll have to take the bus home."

"Why?"

"Girlfriend had to go in to work.  Since it was an emergency, she 
probably took the car, but even if she didn't, it's at home, and I'm 
here."

"I can give you a ride.  Need to be home immediately?"

"No.  Why?"

"A few of the girls and I were planning on going out for a beer. 
Want to come along?"

"Sure.  As long as I'm not intruding."

"Not at all."

Billie and Linda went out where he was introduced to four other 
ladies from the crew.  There was Chris, a 5'8" redheaded boy-girl 
with a C cup; Jenny, a 5'10" dishwater blonde boy-girl with a D cup, 
Selma, a 6'8" amazonian boy-girl with long, jet-black hair and a 
massive F cup (all-natural she claimed), and Brianna, a 5'5" genetic 
woman with a C cup.  They went to a bar within walking distance.  At 
the entrance, Billie was stopped by the bouncer asking if she could 
go in, but before Billie could say a thing, Linda said, "It's okay, 
Deena.  She's one of us."

Deena replied, "I assumed that.  I know you'd never bring a non into 
the bar with you.  This is standard bouncer stuff.  You old enough to 
drink, kid?"

"Yeah, by two months, but I don't have any I.D."

Deena looked Billie up and down, then said, "I'll give you a pass. 
Just keep it easy today."

"Yes, ma'am."

Deena smiled.  "Easy with the ma'ams.  I'm not that old.  Call me Deena."

"Deena it is."

"One other thing.  You got a significant other?"

"Yeah, I do.  Why?"

"Damn.  All the cute ones are always taken."  Deena then gave Billie 
a sly wink.

Linda and Billie went inside.  Linda said, "Don't let Deena fool you. 
She and her S.O. are very happy together.  She just likes to flirt 
with everyone."

"It's really no big deal, but what was that 'non' business at the 
door?  And I'm one of who?"

"One of the growing group of transformees.  This bar is owned by The 
Organization and is for transformees and their S.O.'s.  Occasionally 
a non, as in non-transformee, will get in, so no open discussions of 
our changes, but this bar is a safe spot for us."

"Doesn't it look strange with the amount of women coming in?"

"Most people just assume it's a lesbian bar.  The... men, those 
exposed to the virus but who didn't feminize, usually come in here in 
a dress to maintain the image."

Billie saw the others they had come with come out of the restroom. 
Their hair had been brushed out, and they each had taken the time to 
apply make-up.  Although their clothes had not been changed, they had 
taken their shirts out of their pants, unbuttoned all but the buttons 
around the base of their breasts, tied the tails under their breasts, 
and separated the top of their shirts to expose as much cleavage as 
they could.  Billie walked up and teased, "Do all construction 
workers expose themselves after work?"

The girls all understood that he was just teasing, so Selma countered 
with, "Little girl, when you... grow," lifting her breast, implying 
Billie's breasts were too small, "you'll understand what cleavage is 
for."  Selma was the only one who could've said that with any 
conviction since Billie was as large or larger than everyone else.

Billie just smiled.  "You're just jealous 'cause I get to wear 
make-up all day and you have to go without while you're sweating it 
up on the high beams."

Selma laughed and hugged Billie to her.  "You're okay, kid."

The five sat around talking about various things, mostly work, until 
Billie leaned over to Linda and asked, "I need to use the bathroom, 
but all I see is the one unmarked room.  Is it boys' or girls', and 
which do I use?"

"In any other place, girls' room.  You'd cause too many problems 
trying to use the men's room.  Here the bathroom is a unisex. 
Everybody knows what's going on, so it's no matter."

Billie just stared at the bathroom door, not sure if he was ready to 
use so open a facility.  Linda slapped his arm, saying, "I got to go, 
too.  We can go in together."

Linda escorted him into the bathroom.  Although being large enough 
for two restrooms for a place of comparable size, the bathroom looked 
much the same as any other bathroom he had ever been in, a row of 
urinals, a row of stalls, and a row of sinks.  The only difference 
was that the lights over the mirrors were exceptionally bright for 
bathroom lights.  When Billie commented on it, Linda said, "For 
make-up, of course.  Pretty much everyone in here wears some."

Linda stepped right up to a urinal and started using it.  Billie 
hesitated only a few seconds before using another.  After finishing, 
they went over to the mirrors to wash and freshen their make-up. 
While there, Billie asked, "If you don't mind me asking, how did you 
get to be... Linda?"

"A few years ago, I was a gay contractor and I met up with this 
architect during the course of work.  We started dating, but after a 
year or so, we started having some pretty bad problems.  Neither of 
us wanted it to end, so we went to a counselor.  She had us talk 
things out, but we couldn't seem to get anywhere, so she recommended 
a radical new treatment for building empathy.  We agreed and she 
injected us with the virus.  We didn't even question the urge to 
dress up as women; we just knew that we understood each other again. 
When we started growing breasts, the counselor told us it was just a 
side effect, and gave us the option of medications to accelerate or 
retard the process.  We declined both, and decided to go full-time as 
women.  That caused some problems with my crew, but nothing I 
couldn't handle.

"It was a few months later when we both started bulging with child 
that our counselor explained everything, The Organization, the virus, 
the fact we were pregnant.  We were stunned, but realized, for us, it 
was for the best."

"What about your crew?  How did they get to be all boy-girls?"

"Their own stupidity.  As two pregnant businessmen, we realized that 
we'd need help as we started bulging with baby, so The Organization 
hooked us up with this beautiful, genetic woman who'd be a 
stay-at-home nurse-slash-maid-slash-whatever.  Daniella, my 
boy-girlfriend, and I fell for her, and she also became our wife.

"My crew knew nothing of the behind the scenes stuff, and only saw me 
becoming a woman and dating two other beautiful women after getting 
this injection I had told them about.  So they broke into the office 
of the counselor and gave themselves each an injection, thinking the 
medication would change them into super-lovers."

"All the crew did this?"

"Not all the crew, about ten did.  But when they found themselves 
turning into bi-sexual cross-dressers, they snuck the virus into 
everyone else.

"The Organization was less than pleased at having to help my entire 
crew get new lives, but things eventually got back together, and now 
I have a crew of boy-girl workers."

Before they went on, the door opened and Selma stuck her head in. 
"Boss-lady, your main squeeze is here."

"Dannie or Lita?"

"Dannie."

"Wonder what she's doing here."  They went out to the bar, where 
Linda gave a kiss to a pretty brunette.  "Hey, babe, what's up?"

"Sorry to intrude, love, but Lita gave me a call.  She's not feeling 
well.  She thinks she's got the same bug little Alexandra has.  We 
need to head home."

"Damn.  I promised to give my new office worker, Billie, a ride home."

Selma volunteered, "I can give her a ride home if she's willing to wait."

Billie replied, "I can do that.  You go home to your wife."

"Thanks, hun."  Linda gave him a quick kiss then left with Dannie.

A couple hours later, Billie called home to check on the Lillith and 
found a message saying that due to a major accident tying her up at 
the hospital, she wouldn't be home until very late.  When he returned 
to the bar he told Selma that he didn't have to be home soon and why.

Selma said, "Actually I was planning on getting home soon.  You mind 
going home now?"

"I guess not."

"What's wrong, hun?"

"Just never been fond of being home alone in an empty house."

"When's your lover coming home?"

"She said not to expect her home before 2 A.M."

"Want to spend a few hours with me and my wife?"

"Are you serious?  You barely know me."

"I know enough.  You're sexy, pretty, and fun to be with, and I'm 
sure my wife would agree."

Billie thought about it, then said, "Sure, but I'll need your number 
so I can let my fiance know where I am."  After Selma gave her the 
number, Billie called home and left a message for Lillith to call him 
when she got home.

The two left together, returned to the site for Selma's car then 
started for her house.  On the way, Selma said, "I think there's 
something you should know about me."

"What's that?"

"In sex, I tend to be a bit submissive, and my wife is very dominant. 
We can downplay it if you want, but if you'd like to play, we'd 
graciously allow you to take either a submissive or dominant role."

"Well, I can take a subordinate role with anyone, but the only person 
I feel safe with a submissive role would be Lillith."

"You want to try a dominant role with me?"

"You trust me?  I've never really done it before."

"I trust you to be concerned enough to be careful, and I trust my 
wife to make sure that you don't go too far.  Besides, I'm not 
talking about pain or S&M.  I'm talking about dominance games."

"I'll give it a try."

After a little while longer, Billie asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Earlier you mentioned that your breasts were 'all natural.'  You did 
mean you grew them larger with those little pills they have?"

"Nope."  Selma used one arm to lift her breasts.  "These are fully 
grown without any external aids."

"I thought the breasts only grew to about a D cup without aid."

"Average of around C or D.  But that's if your first child is a 
single child.  My first was triplets.  Every child after the first 
increases breast growth.  I know a woman who got all the way up to a 
G cup without aid when she had quadruplets."

"Your first was triplets?  Was there a second?"

"My wife had our second, and my wife and I are discussing me having our third."

"You're willing to go through this multiple times?  This scares me 
witless.  I think if Lillith and I have any more children she'll have 
to have them."

Selma said, "I felt the same way, but trust me, after you see your 
lover go through what a woman goes through with just one pregnancy, 
if she starts talking third child, you will think about getting 
pregnant again."

"What do you mean?"

"The fact is we have an easier time with our pregnancy than women do. 
We're all but immune to morning sickness.  With our stronger backs 
and legs, carrying the child is easier.  Since we remain more active 
during pregnancy, there's less problems due to a sedentary behavior 
pattern.  And our mood swings, well, we have them, just not the same 
way as women."

"What kind of mood swings do we have?"

"We get horny.  That's it.  A woman?  She's all over the boards.  She 
goes through extremes of anger, joy, guilt, sadness, even outright 
depression.  Trust me, nothing will rip your heart apart faster than 
seeing the woman you love sitting on the edge of her bed crying her 
eyes out because she thinks she looks likes a big, fat cow.  After 
seeing that, unless your woman really wants to be pregnant, you will 
get that way just to keep her from it."

"So if we have such an easy time of it, why would the women want to 
get pregnant at all?"

"Two reasons.  One, despite all the feminist protestations about how 
women shouldn't HAVE to get pregnant, part of the female anatomy is 
hard-wired to producing children.  The biological clock that you hear 
so much about.  The second reason is our labor.  As much as we seem 
physically better at handling the rigors of carrying a child, we are 
that unprepared for actually delivering the child.  On top of the 
fact that we don't have the proper anatomy to deliver a child, our 
bodies start labor early, the pains seem to be more severe, and the 
actual delivery lasts longer."

"How much longer?"

"A first pregnancy, for a woman, can last 12... 18 hours... or more. 
For us first birth, from first labor pains on, has never happened in 
less than three days, and averages five and a half.  And that's five 
and a half days of solid pain, your body screaming and rebelling at 
every second of it."

"If you're trying to scare me, it's working."

"I'm not trying to scare you, but I'm not going to pull any punches 
here.  It's going to be rough.  It's going to make the worst pain 
you've ever experienced before seem like a trip to the amusement 
park.  But when it's all over with, and they put the baby that you 
grew inside your body into your arms, then that makes it all 
worthwhile."

Billie looked down at his belly, thinking of the life that was 
growing there.  When this was all over with, would he feel the same 
way?  Somehow he thought he would.  This was his baby.

They drove a little while longer before Selma pulled into the 
driveway of a little house in the suburbs.  They got out and went 
inside.  As soon as they were through the door, a five year old girl 
in a cute, red dress screamed, "Mommy!" and ran right up to Selma.

Selma swept the child into her arms.  "Hey, Ruby, where's your other 
mommy and your sisters?"

"They're in the kitchen with Jack."

"Feeding him and getting him ready for bed?"

"Uh-huh."

"Okay.  Ruby, this is my friend, Billie."

Ruby enthusiastically waved at Billie and said, "Hi."

Billie smiled and said hi back.  They walked into the kitchen where 
Billie saw a small boy in a high chair being tended to by an Asian 
beauty.  Around the woman's feet were two other five year old girls 
who watched attentively.  Looking at the woman, Billie was 
immediately struck by how tiny she was.  Although she was sitting 
down, he guessed that the woman, standing, was probably only 5 foot 
tall, and maybe she topped out at 100 pounds.

Just then, the little boy in the chair happily pounded his spoon into 
the bowl of whatever mush it was that he was being fed, spraying food 
all around.  The girls at the woman's feet ran to get some towels 
from a roll hanging on the edge of the counter.

Selma giggled at the spray of food on her wife's face.  The woman 
wiped the food off of her as she took the towels from her daughter. 
She looked up at Selma, and said, "You think that's funny?" while 
using the towels to clean her little boy.

"Sorry, but yes."

"Who's your friend?"

Before Selma could answer, Ruby said, "This is mom's friend, Billie."

Selma said, "Billie, this is my wife, Amber."

Amber said, "Pleased to meet you."  She turned back to her son.  "I 
think Jack has had all he's going to eat.  Time to get him cleaned up 
and ready for bed."

The two girls said, "Can we take him in?"

"No, I think you're still too little to carry Jack, but you can help 
me by filling up his bath basin."

All three girls ran out of the room, Ruby saying, "Remember, tomorrow 
it's Kathy's turn to just sit and watch!"

Billie heard someone, he guessed Kathy, say, "Nuh-uh.  It's Amy's turn."

He heard the girls arguing as they walked away, and said, "You're 
lucky to have three girls who want to be so helpful."

As Amber pulled Jack out of his chair, Selma said, "Sometimes I wish 
they weren't so helpful.  It's great that the girls are so helpful 
and love their little brother so much, but they're too young and too 
small to help with everything they want to do."

Amber said, "We had to institute a rule that only two of them were 
allowed to help on any one day, otherwise they just kept getting 
underfoot."  She then walked over and kissed her wife.  "So, Billie, 
are you just here to watch our domestic bliss, or will you be playing 
games with us later?"

"If you don't mind, I'd like to play games."

"Let me just put the kids to bed.  Selma, why don't you take Billie 
down to the basement and show her our 'arena'."

The three walked back into the entry room and Selma took Billie to a 
side door as Amber took Jack down a hall.  Selma got out a key and 
unlocked the door, opening it onto a set of stairs descending into 
darkness.  She reached in and clicked on a light and led Billie down.

Whatever Billie was expecting, it wasn't what he saw.  The entire 
basement had been converted into a bedroom.  Not some weird bedroom 
out of a crude porn flick, but an elegant, yet simple bedroom.  There 
was a single king-sized bed placed against one wall, and a dresser 
against another.  There were a few large mirrors placed strategically 
around the room, but they weren't just large pieces of silvered 
glass.  They were well-crafted, framed works, fitting in smoothly 
with the decor of the room.  Also, it was clear that their placement 
has been carefully thought out.  From any point in the room, Billie 
could see anything in the room from almost any angle.  The only thing 
in the room that seemed out of place was a single T.V. placed 
prominently on top of the dresser.

Selma asked, "What do you think?"

"Seems... nice.  Not at all what I expected out of a...  What did 
your wife call it?  An arena."

"She just calls it that.  It's really just our play place.  We keep 
it locked up because there are a variety of toys in the dresser that 
we don't want our kids getting into.  Speaking of which..."  Selma 
walked over and turned on the T.V.  After a brief warm-up time, the 
screen clicked on, showing what appeared to be a young girls' bedroom 
with three beds in it.

Just then Amber and the girls walked in.  The girls immediately 
jumped into their beds, and one by one, Amber tucked them all in. 
She then blew a kiss at the camera, and said, "Be down in a bit, 
love."

Selma pressed a button on the set and the scene changed to a baby's 
nursery where little Jack was sleeping peacefully in his crib.  Selma 
said, "This room is sound-proofed, so we've got the kids' rooms on 
closed-circuit T.V.  That way the kids are never out of our sight."

"Seems an awful lot like spying."

"Maybe it is but the kids are too young to be without supervision. 
After they grow up a little, the plan is to disconnect the cameras 
and restore the kids' privacy."

The door at the top of the steps opened and Amber walked down.  She 
asked, "Is everybody ready for some fun?"

Selma said, "I am."

Amber snorted.  "Hardly.  You're still in your work clothes.  That's 
fine for our guest, but you need to be in something a little... 
frillier."

Selma smiled, said, "Yes, ma'am," and walked over to the dresser, 
removing her clothes as she went.

Amber turned to Billie, and said, "I'm sorry.  We don't have anything 
sexier for you to wear.  You're too big for anything of mine, and too 
small for anything of Selma's.  Could I see you in just your 
underwear, though?"

"Sure."  Billie quickly undressed down to just his bra, panties, and 
nylons while Amber got down to her bra and panties.

When he finished, he saw Selma, now naked, sliding into a new bra. 
The one she was wearing had been simple, well built, and functional. 
This one was more lace and prettiness than anything else.  After she 
got it on, it provided almost no support at all, but it sure was nice 
to look at.

Billie turned to Amber.  "Do I pass muster?"

"And then some."  The smaller girl wrapped her arms around Billie and 
kissed him.

Selma came over, now wearing a pair of lace, crotchless panties.  Her 
dick was hanging out, and Billie judged that she'd be about the same 
size that he was when she got hard.  Selma meekly asked, "May I play 
with you now?"

Amber said, "I don't know.  You're dressed appropriately enough, but 
you don't seem all that excited to be here."

Just the sounds of her wife's strong tones caused Selma's dick to 
twitch in anticipation.  She said in a very plaintive tone, "Please, 
ma'am, how can I prove to you how much I want to join you?"

Amber winked to Billie.  "I don't know.  This beauty is so luscious, 
I'm not sure we're going to need you tonight."  The genetic woman 
kissed Billie and fondled his breast a little.  Selma whimpered a 
bit, but judging by the way her dick was hardening, she was already 
enjoying the teasing her wife was putting her through.

Billie joined in on the game, saying to Amber, "I don't know.  She's 
pretty enough, but if she's not really interested in being here, 
maybe you should send her up to play with the baby."  Selma's dick 
started to throb.

"Good idea.  Is that all you're good for, Selma darling?  Playing 
with the babies?"

Selma replied, "Oh, no, ma'am."  She took her breast in hand and 
rubbed it, causing her dick to quickly stiffen.  "I can serve in any 
manner you deem me worthy for."

"Don't play too much, darling.  Wouldn't want you cumming without permission."

"Yes, ma'am," Selma groaned out.

"What do you think, Billie dear?  Has she convinced you she wants it enough?"

He replied, "I think she's excited about playing with us, but what do 
we get out of it?"

"Good point.  What are you willing to do for us?"

"Anything!"

"Kneel down."  With an almost desperate speed, Selma went to her 
knees.  Amber turned Billie so she was facing Selma, got behind him, 
took his breasts in hand, and said, "Crawl over here, and suck your 
new friend's dick."

Selma crawled over to Billie.  Then, like a dog, nuzzled his crotch. 
Billie quickly got hard in his panties.  Selma then reached up and 
pulled his panties down.  She wrapped her lips around just his 
dickhead and gently stroked it with her tongue.  It only took a few 
seconds of Selma's tongue on his dick and Amber's hands on his 
breasts before Billie grabbed Selma's head and rammed his pelvis 
forward.  He pumped his dick in and out of her mouth until he finally 
shoved deeply into her mouth and came in orgasm.

After he finished, he slid back out of her and Amber asked, "Well, do 
you think she's worthy of playing with us?"

"She's definitely got potential."

"Perhaps she might be worth playing with after all, but I think we 
should make her just watch for a while."

Selma said, "Oh, please, milady, let me participate.  I don't think I 
could keep my hands off of you."

"Then perhaps we should send you from the room."  Selma said nothing, 
but whimpered in need.  "Now if we keep you in here, how can we keep 
you from getting involved without permission?"  Although she seemed 
to be asking a question, Billie could tell from her tone that she 
already had an answer.  "I know.  Go get your restraints."  Selma got 
up and ran to the dresser.  She opened one of the middle drawers and 
got out some items.  When she brought them back, Billie saw that they 
were four lengths of chain.  On one end of each was a handcuff, on 
the other was a device that looked like one of those things that 
doctors used to check blood pressure, a long wide strap with velcro 
on it; it was smaller than what doctors used, but had the same basic 
design.

Selma knelt before her wife.  "Here, my love, use them as you see fit."

Amber took the restraints.  "Get on the bed."  Selma went over and 
got on the bed on her back in a spread-eagled position.  Amber 
attached the metal handcuff ends to the headboard, and the posts on 
the edges of the foot of the bed.  She then wrapped the velcro straps 
around Selma's wrists and ankles.  Selma tugged lightly on the straps 
and they held her snugly, but Billie guessed that if Selma made a 
concerted effort, she could probably pull right out of the devices. 
Amber started to remove her clothes, turned back to Billie, signaling 
for him to do the same, and said, "Join me on the bed, if you would."

Billie got out of his clothes and got on the bed on one side of 
Selma, while Amber knelt on the other.  They leaned together and 
kissed and hugged in an overtly sexual way, letting Selma see every 
second of it.  Then while Billie nuzzled Amber's neck, she asked 
Selma, "Do you like seeing your wife get it on with another boy-girl 
like you?"  Selma nodded vigorously.  "Good.  Because I'm tempted to 
just play with her all night, and leave you to suffer all night."

Selma whimpered again, but Amber said, "Oh, don't worry, crybaby, I'm 
not going to let you suffer... too much."  She then reached down and 
stroked Selma's breast.  Despite all the harsh words and defiant 
attitudes Amber had used, her touch was soft, gentle, and caring.

Amber nodded towards Selma's other breast and Billie took the hint, 
taking the massive mammary in hand and trying to mimic Amber's 
actions.  Whatever they were doing, it was working.  Selma writhed in 
passion under their dual touch, and was quickly cumming in orgasm. 
Amber smiled, pleased at what she had done for her wife, but she 
said, "Shame on you, little girl.  How dare you cum without 
permission?"

"I could not help myself.  Your beautiful touch upon me was too much 
for my passion to remain contained."

"Flattery will get you everywhere, little missy."  Amber took Selma's 
still hard dick in hand.  "At least you're still excited to be here."

"How could I not be, my love?"

"Well, now you have had your orgasm, so now you owe us."

"What would you have me do, milady?"

Amber whispered her plan into Billie's ear.  Without explaining to 
Selma, he straddled her torso, laying his dick right between her 
breasts.  Amber straddled Selma's dick, feeding it into her cunt. 
Billie pressed Selma's breasts together around his dick and leaned 
back.  Amber leaned forward and took Billie's breasts in hand.  As 
they started to move, Billie sliding between Selma's tits and Amber 
rocking on her dick, Amber said, "Now you'd best not cum until after 
both of us cum."  Selma nodded while grimacing from trying to control 
the passion she was feeling.

The three moved together, Selma desperately straining to control her 
orgasm as Billie and Amber got their sexual jollies from her.  She 
managed to contain herself, and it wasn't too much longer before 
Billie was cumming between her bosom.  Some of it sprayed out, and 
Selma tried to catch it in her mouth, but much of it sprayed on her 
face.  Billie got up and got behind Amber.  He took her B-cup breasts 
in hand and rubbed them, teasing Selma by saying, "What's the matter, 
girlie?  Can't you get your wife off?  Need my help?"

Selma redoubled her efforts by increasing the speed of her hips' 
motion.  There was little more that she could do without freeing 
herself from the straps, so she did what she could.  Soon Amber was 
cumming, too, and Selma let the orgasm rush through her at the same 
time.  Amber collapsed across Selma, her tiny body looking tinier 
atop her wife's massive body.

After a bit, Amber turned her head up and said, "That was great. 
Would you like to do something else with my little wife?"

Billie said, "I'd like to slide my dick inside her pretty ass, and 
fuck her until she screams in orgasm."

"Sounds good, but what about me?"

"How about you sit on the edge of the bed and Selma can lick you out 
while I slam into her from behind."

"Sounds great."

Amber freed Selma from her restraints.  Selma quickly hopped off the 
bed as Amber made her way over to the edge of the bed.  Amber spread 
her legs, and Selma knelt between them.  As the amazonian she-male 
started licking, Billie got behind her and put his dick to her ass. 
Billie shoved in and started pumping while Selma lovingly licked her 
wife's cunt.

Just as they were getting into a good triple motion, Billie heard a 
phone's ring.  Amber swung her leg over Selma, asking, "Why didn't 
you turn that off?"

Panting, Selma replied, "Billie's expecting a call."

As she went towards the dresser, Amber said, "I guess I'll forgive 
you then."  She opened the top drawer and pulled out the handset of a 
portable phone.  "Hello?  Yeah, she's here.  May I ask who's calling? 
Just one moment."  Amber returned and handed the phone to Billie, 
saying, "It's a Lillith," before returning to her place at Selma's 
head.

Billie tucked the phone under his chin while continuing to slam into 
Selma.  "Hey, babe, what's up?"

"Just wanted to let you know I'm getting off a little earlier than 
expected.  I should be home in about fifteen minutes."

"Okay.  It'll be a bit more than that for me.  I'm a bit preoccupied."

"I can hear.  Don't pass on your pleasure, but don't wear yourself 
out, dear.  I need some release after the day's stress."

"Okay, be home as soon as possible."  He turned off the phone and 
said, "I need to cum quickly.  Lillith's on her way home."

Amber said, "You heard her, dear.  Make it happen, my love."  Selma 
started squeezing her butt cheeks on Billie's dick and Amber leaned 
over to stroke his breasts, and soon Billie came in orgasm.

Selma immediately stood, and Billie said, "Neither of you came."

Selma said, "That's okay.  I need to get you home."

Amber said, "No.  I'll drive her home.  Both of you need to be at 
work early tomorrow morning."

"Are you sure, dear?  I did say that I'd drive her home."

"Off to bed with you, dear heart."

Selma kissed her wife, told Billie, "See you in the morning," then 
went upstairs.

Amber and Billie quickly got dressed, Billie saying, "You're making 
me feel guilty for not doing as much for you as you did for me."

"If you must, consider it a rain check for a guarantee that we'll do 
more soon."

"Can I bring along a friend?"

"Certainly.  That lovely voiced Lillith who called you earlier?"

"Yeah.  I've got other friends, too.  If we can arrange things, I'd 
like to get all of us together."

Amber sighed.  "Ah, the carefree days of youth.  I'd like to, but 
with four children, even making time for a nice three or four way can 
be hard."

They went upstairs, and Billie continued, "Too bad.  I've got some 
friends I know you'd enjoy meeting."

"You are such a luscious, little temptress.  After you give birth, 
you'll understand."

They went outside to the car.  "Y'know, that scares me the most.  I'm 
going to be a daddy... or a mommy... or whatever.  Geez, this virus 
has really messed up gender terminology."

"I know the feeling.  Don't worry.  You'll get it straightened out. 
Each transformee finds his... or her own way."

"I'm still going to be a parent."

"Yeah, it is scary.  Even after raising triplets, I was scared when I 
was pregnant with Jack.  No matter how ready you think you are, every 
child is different."

"How am I going to handle it?"

"Like every parent in history has, by just doing your best."

"Thanks."

The two made small talk as they traveled back to Billie's.  With a 
good-bye kiss, Billie got out and ran upstairs.  Lillith was already 
there, and after a brief discussion about the night's events, Billie 
helped Lillith with a quickie and they went to sleep.

************
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure.  I just like T.V. better."

J R D
jrdss@pobox.alaska.net

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