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From: "Jack C. Lipton" <cupasoup@pele.cx>
Subject: {ASSM} Dicked (TG magic)
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Date: Thu, 18 Jan 2007 12:10:03 -0500
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Author: Jack C Lipton
Title: Dicked
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Universe: Family Values
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Keywords: TG (magic?)
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                Dicked

           by: Jack C Lipton


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
taken a ride 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, 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.


               Fini

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