The P-Virus (tg, mf, mm, ff) [10/12]


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 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.