Content Warning: Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp contains content that some readers might find disturbing, triggering or uncomfortable. This includes sexually explicit activities, strong language, and hateful language and slurs. Reader discretion is advised.
Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp
June 18th: An Evening At The Local Water Park
Part 1: Welcome to the Oransen Public Pool… Again!
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 19:31
Location: The Streets of Oransen
Even as the evening was well under way, the summer sun still clung to the sky overhead, drifting ever closer to the horizon, yet still casting the town of Oransen with a vibrant light. It urged people to stay out and pursue the ample activities offered by the township and local businesses. There were many places a medium-sized group of people could go for a night of fun, but when dealing with a large group of people, transportation becomes… difficult.
Either it requires moving in multiple cars, filling up a good chunk of a bus, or rallying together to form a bike gang. Fortunately for all members of the Swap Posse, Verde and her wives planned this out well in advance with the help of a passenger van. An innocuous silver vehicle that was home to a dozen seats… and a sizable trunk that could be used for additional seating if one was feeling legally reckless.
The van was out on its first true voyage, carrying twelve members of the crew. Abigale was driving, cruising along one of the main streets to their destination. The main seats were home to a cramped collection of Jade, Max, Shinji, Terra, Vidkun, Tony, Gemma, and Haruya. The trunk was home to both Zoey and Nazz. They were both over 190 centimeters tall, and while it is not illegal to put them in standard back seats… it should be. Though, the passenger seat was home to the most curious addition to the crew.
As the teens, twenty-somethings, and token minor were bickering amongst themselves while the familiar streets rolled on by, the TransSex version of Raiyne sat in the passenger seat. Under the new name of Reynard, or rather, Reyn, she looked down at herself awkwardly, her sapphire eyes drifting over to her reflection in the rear view mirror every few seconds. Somewhat due to the persistent surreality of being in a form so different yet familiar, yet more due the fact that her reflection was so… handsome.
Reyn’s hair went past her ears and with its newfound waves, had a naturally shaggy look that could only be removed through force and product. It framed her face and made her fixate on the way her already attractive features were ‘masculinized.’ Stronger jawline, larger nose, and features that reminded her of men in her family. Just… younger than she remembered them. In fact, she somehow looked younger than she did as a woman, with her male form looking like someone in their late twenties, rather than the crisp age of 34.
This was all combined with her boosted height, from 183 to 189 centimeters, and the fact that she felt stronger than she had ever been in her alternate memories. …Which raised questions about how much military training she did in that other world and how often ‘Reyn’ liked to work out. Or maybe it really was easier to amass muscle mass as a man.
Reyn’ rubbed her face as she looked out the window. As she transformed, she gained a beard on her face, but had shaved it away, leaving behind a pleasantly smooth patch of skin. The smoothest patch of skin on her entire body.
Abigale: “So, how are you liking your boy mode?”
The direct and sudden nature of that question nearly made Reyn hop out of her seat. After stumbling over her deeper voice, she found the words she desired.
Reyn: “I— I know I had some time to get used to it, but going out like this is still—”
Abigale: “Strange? That’s why I invited you, as you’ve been lagging behind when it comes to the whole experimentation thing. If this were a firm, your position would be at risk. After all, you’re the only one who hasn’t tried having sex in another body yet… or in general.”
Reyn: “I was never told that was a requirement.”
Abigale: “It’s not required, just highly encouraged.”
With a frustrated grumble, Reyn looked out the window, where she quickly saw a batch of bright colors poking out from a series of tall trees. A cluster of colorful water slides and an iconic giant red bucket that could be seen from rooftops for a good kilometer. They were just a minute away from their destination. Oransen Public Pool.
The volume in the back seats rose as the other passengers realized how close they were, and a few of the ‘boys’ were taking off their T-shirts to reveal their flat chests. Reyn signed at their youthful fluidity as she looked at her boring dress shirt with hesitation.
Though the parking lot was fairly empty, Abigale parked all the way at the end, giving the twelve some time to banter as they made their way to the entrance.
Vidkun: “Could someone please remind me why we’re going to a public pool, when we have unrestricted access to two pools, twenty-four hours a day?”
Jade: “Because going to public places like a water park, public pool, or beach is a… quintessential summer experience?”
Abigale: “It’s one thing to go swimming with friends, but it’s different to be in a public place, surrounded by strangers. It is an atmosphere unique to itself. And there are certain things that a swimming pool lacks. Namely, the water slides and water playground.”
Haruya: “Water playground? Need I remind you guys that you’re not kids anymore. At least, not legally, and that’s a place for kids.”
Tony: “You sure about that Haruya? Because I’ve got a season pass here, sometimes I go at night, and I consistently see a couple drunk college kids hanging out there.”
Gemma: “And who can blame them? Irrespective of age, there’s something exhilarating about that giant dispensary. Every five minutes, the crowd rushes to get soaked, and in the interim, they make merry in the fountains scattered about! Getting wet is truly one of the greatest joys of being alive!”
Nazz: “…Do you say things like that intentionally, or are you just that oblivious?”
Gemma: “I consider myself to be a unique individual, though it is not as if I try to be anything more than me, myself, and I.”
Zoey: “Gem is— Gemma is a curious person, and it’s best to let her do as she pleases.”
Nazz: “…Pretty sure that’s not how the world works, but whatever.”
Max: “Hey now! If you’re going to be a youngster like the rest of us, you gotta think like one too. It’s a package deal, and you can’t customize it!”
Nazz: “Is the relentless ignorance of youth part of that?”
Max: “You bet your fuckable White boy ass it is!”
Shinji: “Um, I’m sorry, but are we just going to act like Nazz has always been… like this?”
Haruya: “I mean, if you wanted to change your name, sex, age, and race, would you want people to keep treating you like the old you?”
Shinji: “I guess not, except… Nazz feels like a new person who just appeared in our group.”
Nazz: “I ‘just appeared’ in reality a fucking day ago.”
Vidkun: “For me, the weird thing is that he acts like a completely different person.”
Nazz: “Of course I do! Why would I act like the old me? I’m a new man! My own man! I hated being some old broad, I want to embrace all this youth I’ve been given, and as Jade said, this seems like a pretty damn good place to do it. Plus, it gives me a chance to see what this hot bod of mine can really do.”
Terra: “Please don’t tell me that’s an innuendo…”
Nazz: “It could be if I wanted to, shrimpy. But I’m not planning on fucking anybody in a pool… yet.”
Terra: “S-Shrimpy? I’m not short, I’m just 11!”
Nazz: “Sure you are.”
Before anyone could ask Nazz to elaborate, the group of twelve finally arrived at the entrance to the Public Pool. Trees offered park-goers a level of privacy from all who were outside and the entrance was marked with a wide building housing the expected toilets, showers, and locker rooms. All of which was blocked off by a metal fence and a pair of twin huts disconnected from the main building. Only one of these huts were occupied, so the choice was obvious. Abigale led the group as she approached and spied a young bearded Black man. A guy who was pretending to be looking at his POS machine, but he was clearly messing with his phone. It took him a moment before he looked up at Abigale, and as he saw her crimson eyes, he nearly fell out of his half-broken office chair.
Pool Attendant: “Whoa! Oh, uh, sorry about that. You spooked me there. Anyway, you… you sure brought a whole party with you, Miss.”
Despite looking to only be in his twenties and housing a youthful face behind the beard, he had a surprisingly mature, slightly gruff, voice. It was a curious trait, yet Abigale chose not to comment on it.
Abigale: “I did, and I would like to purchase 11 season passes.”
Pool Attendant: “Eleven… but I see twelve of you—”
Abigale: “Tony already has a season pass. Now, do you need to take a picture or—”
Pool Attendant: “No, no, I just need your names and addresses and I can print them off right here.”
Abigale: “Great. Here’s a list to make it extra easy for you.”
Abigale then handed the pool attendant half a sheet of paper featuring the names and addresses of everybody except for Tony. The attendant looked at her curiously— because who comes this prepared for something like this— before shrugging and keying in the information into the system.
Abigale: “Say… you look familiar. What’s your name?”
Pool Attendant: “Uh… Gregg Darn.”
Abigale: “Are you from around here, Gregg?”
Gregg: “Nah. I’m from Florida. I started driving a truck to make some cash, wound up losing my job while in Chicago, and… somehow wound up doing this.”
Abigale’s expression flattened as she heard this story. She knew this guy didn’t just seem familiar. She slyly pulled out her phone from her purse, sending Verde and Urabe a text with a single word. ‘Gregg?!’
Part 2: Jade & Max’s Wet Tubbin’
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 19:47
Location: Oransen Public Pool
The Oransen Public Pool was comfortably populated on this breezy summer night, with families, friends, and people from ages 2 to 80 all enjoying the myriad offerings of the pool. The expansive main pool. A water playground for children, complete with shallow water, water slides, and a play structure with a giant tipping bucket. A separate lap pool for people who wanted to swim above all else. A sprinkler zone for those who wanted to get wet, without doing much swimming. Three full-sized water slides with their own pool. A snack bar with all manner of (overpriced) treats. And a picnic area for birthday parties and myriad town events.
It was a beloved attraction that gave thousands of Oransen residents the opportunity to enjoy their summers in style, and tonight was no exception.
Jade and Max were cascading down one of the swirling water slides in an innertube built for two. They laughed as their tube slid across the wide breadth of plastic, knocking them into and away from each other, before spitting them out into the pool at a rapid pace. Though they landed upright, one aggressive hug from Max was enough for the whole thing to tip over, knocking the couple into the water, where they quickly recovered.
Jade: “Oh goodness… When was the last time we went on a water slide together?”
Max: “Too long, Darling! And guess what, we’re going again! But this time in true couples style!”
Max enthusiastically plucked the inner tube over her head as she hopped through the water and to the stairs. Jade naturally followed, smiling as she watched her, currently, boyfriend dart around with such enthusiasm. Max quickly exchanged the inner tube for two for a regular sized one, and before Jade could object, or rightfully asking if they would fit, she was running up the stairs. A few seconds later, the two were wedged between the same inner tube, careening down the slide, as close as could be.
After soaking themselves in a particularly powerful splash, Jade sank her head against Max’s bare chest, while Max wrapped her arms around Jade. To all other people in the pool, they looked like your typical high school to college aged couple. Both were plenty aware of how this looked and, with a blushing face, Jade moved out of the inner tube, leaving Max to claim it as her throne.
Max: “Ah. This is the life. Nothing like getting wet with my best girl under the moonlight.”
Jade: “Can you please stop making that joke? It doesn’t even make sense when you’re a boy.”
Max: “Heh. Someone isn’t as familiar with male biology as she thinks she is. I think I need to show her a thing— or three— on our next date!”
Jade: “Wait, wouldn’t you consider this a date… Max?”
Max: “Eh, not really. To me, a real date is where it’s just the two of you, no real other friends around, and you’re doing something cool, fun, or romantic that brings you together. And it needs to be active, not just sitting down and watching a movie together or some shit.”
Jade: “Isn’t ‘the movies’ a go-to date spot?”
Max: “That’s only ‘cos that was the only place suburban teens could kiss and jerk each other off in private for, like, 50 years. But we as a species have moved past that.”
Jade: “I… think you might be oversimplifying things—”
Max: “You and me, darling! We’ll have a date night at my place, Max style!”
Jade: “I… alright. Just make sure it’s better than our night on June 3rd.”
Max: “Right, right, June 3rd, we… Couldja refresh my memory?”
Jade: “That’s when we were in each other’s bodies and went to Doodlers for pizza. You thought it was a good idea to order a beer while in my body, chugged it, got drunk immediately, and started shouting about eating pussy.”
Max: “How is it my fault that your body can’t chug a little bit of heaven water?”
Rather than using her words, Jade instead bonked Max on the head, causing her to fall out of the inner tube and sink into the pool. She stayed down there for several seconds before rising up, hacking as she expelled the pool water from her mouth.
Jade: “I’d apologize, but… we can’t go back there now because you just had to make an ass out of yourself… or, me, I guess.”
Max: “I’ll forgive you… if you go on a date with me tomorrow! My choice, my rules.”
Jade: “Fine, just no alcohol.”
Max: “Ooooh! She drives a hard bargain. Deal! ‘Cept, you’re gonna be dating Max, not Maxxie!”
Jade: “I kind of assumed that.”
Max: “Oh, really? So, how have you been liking my swanky new body?”
Jade: “I prefer the regular Maxxie in… every way.”
Max looked at Jade with a deadpan expression, shut her eyes, and sank to the bottom of the pool, sitting down in frustration as she blew bubbles out of her mouth. With a sigh, Jade grabbed her significant other and yanked her up to the surface.
Jade: “Sorry, was I too blunt there? I guess I’m still mad at you for yesterday…”
Max: “Nah, I get it. I’m just being dramatic for fun, and I’ll be the first to admit this body ain’t that great. The chubs aren’t arranged as cutely, freckles don’t work as well with this bone structure, and shit’s too doughy and boyish to be legit handsome.”
Jade: “And Verde said she wouldn’t change it to be… whatever you might want?”
Max: “Yeah. Nazz was the exception, and my desires aren’t ‘strong enough’, so I gotta work for it for a new kind of sexy ‘the old fashioned way.'”
Jade: “W-Well, I know it might take a while, though the lap pool is open, and swimming is—”
Max: “Water slides then lap swimming! Now let’s go again, bay-bee, raw dog style!”
With no further explanation, Max dragged Jade back to the water slides, where the two came crashing down into the water, arms wrapped around each other as they were shot into the pool.
Part 3: Shinji & Terra’s Bucket Dump
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 19:55
Location: Oransen Public Pool
As the clock struck the latest five minute interval, all in the water playground section gathered around to the center, where the giant red tipping bucket did what it was designed to and unleashed a torrent of water onto everyone below. Children, parents, and more gathered to enjoy this thrill, and their laughter mingled with the sound of crashing water to create something haphazard, yet happy.
As the bucket returned to its normal position, many people scattered away from the center to other parts of the play structure, but Shinji and Terra remained at the center. Shinji was sporting a pair of navy trunks along with a tight swimming shirt of a similar color. Terra was wearing a pink one piece. And both had the biggest smiles on their faces
Terra: “See? I told you it was a lot of fun!”
Shinji: “Y-Yeah, you’re right.”
Terra: “And you thought this stuff was just for kids, didn’t you?”
Shinji: “Hey, some of my favorite games, snacks, and shows are for children. I’m nowhere near jaded enough to deny the comfort someone gets from childish things.”
Terra: “Then you won’t have any problem with this!”
Terra scurried up the impressive play structure in the middle as Shinji followed along. A series of vibrant yellow steps guided them to a platform with gizmos and moving parts poking out from every angle. Gears that moved as water poured onto them, sprinklers that spray water onto those below every 30 seconds, funnels that… actually, they were all just different ways to get wet at different rates. But they were all different colors and looked pretty, darn it!
Admittedly, the real attraction was the slides going down into the 50 centimeter pool of water below. An attraction good enough to warrant a line of eager children and a few parents. Eventually, both Terra and Shinji got their turn, falling into the shallow water, bright faces beaming in bliss. They wandered around the periphery of this structure, getting doused by sprinklers and funnels that poured water onto them, only to pause as they saw someone. Someone they were not expecting to be here.
On the other side of this section, Terra and Shinji saw Abigale, wearing a simple crimson two piece, surrounded by children on all sides and giving one particularly lucky little girl a piggyback ride. The oohs and aahs of the children were given form as the two approached. They transformed into cries of shock over how tall Abigale was, shouts begging her to carry them next, and the awe-filled scream of the girl on her shoulders.
Shinji and Terra looked at Abigale in confusion, but rather than a scowl, they saw a jovial expression across her face. She was laughing along with and humoring the small children, but after she saw who was staring at her, she began to break things off.
Abigale: “Alright kids, I have to go now. I’ll be back to play with you later.”
The children cried out as she walked away, thanking her and asking her to come back later. She reiterated her promise, waving them goodbye, before directing her attention to Shinji and Terra.
Abigale: “You two look like you’ve been enjoying yourselves. Though, are you sure you’re alright Shinji? Is the shirt bothering you? Are you getting a rash from the chlorine? Is the noise and crowd—”
Shinji: “I-I’m doing alright Abigale. Thank you for your concern though, and for… pushing me into this.”
Abigale: “Sweetie, please. I did nothing more than give you the tools to help yourself.”
Shinji: “N-No, you didn’t! You, Verde, Urabe, and… all of you helped me out in a way I can’t really describe. A year ago, I would have never been comfortable being here. Now, thanks to your help with the VD 2.0, thanks to everything you did to push me further… just look at me. Even with all this noise, all these people, and… being a boy, I’m… I’m happy here. I never thought I would be able to enjoy a public pool like this, but… I am!”
Abigale wrapped an arm behind Shinji’s back, guiding her and Terra away from the bustle and noise of their surroundings and to the benches along the periphery.
Abigale: “I know our methods might be a bit strange, but remember that all Verde and I want is to help you guys, enrich your lives, and make you better and stronger people. However, no matter what we do, know that your strength comes from within, and every stride you make is one you made!”
Shinji: “T-Thanks, Abigale. Just knowing that… so many people are there for me if things go really bad, it gives me the courage to keep challenging myself. I know Oransen is a peaceful place, and the people here are kind, yet just knowing that my scars could be exposed is… is…”
Shinji was shaking as she pressed a hand against her flat chest, imagining a terrifying scenario in her mind. Upon seeing this, Terra grabbed her hand, looking up at her with the boldest expression she could muster.
Shinji: “…Is just a risk I need to accept. Every day, people risk death just by living their lives, and while I could hide away and play it safe every day… I don’t want to live that way anymore. Even if I thought that something was impossible for me yesterday… that doesn’t mean it’s impossible today!”
Abigale nodded along with every word Shinji said, and as her speech came to a close, she wrapped her arms around her. Shinji flinched as her face was embedded in Abigale’s modest chest, only to return the gesture with a hug of her own.
Abigale: “Your resolve has always been impressive, Shinji. Yet over the past few weeks, you’re really been making strides.”
Terra: “Y-Yeah. I always thought you were a brave person ever since you told me about what happened to you, but… Ever since you switched bodies with Zoe, you’ve really grown.”
Shinji: “When I was Zoe, I… I saw what I could do, what life could be like, and forced myself to face my fears. I saw that… there wasn’t much to be afraid of. The world around me became demystified, and now… here I am!”
Shinji awkwardly flailed her arms upright as she feigned laughter, her smile fading as she became unsure what she should be feeling at this moment.
Terra: “I… I think you’re selling yourself short. Back in November, you were willing to switch bodies with me and go back to a place that… had to remind you of your trauma. You chose to be Zoe for a full week even though his body scared you. I… I wish I was as brave as you were.”
Shinji: “T-Terra, I… I think you aren’t realizing just how brave you are. You had the bravery to face yourself and to share it with the rest of the world. You probably knew that your family would support you, but you knew how nasty, how cruel, people could be to you, how it would make your life so much harder and… you did it. You did it when you were just ten. That takes a lot of courage, more than I could have even dreamed of having as a kid.”
Abigale: “Shinji, Terra, you’re both plenty brave in your own ways. It’s not a contest or anything.”
Shinji: “I… I guess you’re right, Abigale. I’m just surprised that I can be at a place like this and… be happy.”
Terra: “Me too. When I started my transition, I thought I wouldn’t be able to go to a place like this for… a decade. But, here I am!”
Abigale: “If you’re so grateful for your growth, then get off your butts! The bucket’s about to tip over.”
Shinij and Terra looked onward to see a group gathering around the red bucket as the clock nearly struck 20:05. With simultaneous nods, the two got up and made their way to the crowd, moving as fast as they could without technically running.
The two arrived just in time to be splashed, and their laughter fought against the sound of crashing water once again. As they rejoiced, Abigale cast her eyes elsewhere, looking for someone, or something, before leaving the two to enjoy their watery merriment.
Part 4: Tony & Gemma Keep It Real
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 20:08
Location: Oransen Public Pool
The main pool was expectedly crowded, yet as the clock struck 20:00, various families started taking their leave. Fathers grabbed daughters from the shallower ends, mothers called for their sons, and the environment at the pool became, albeit slightly, more relaxed and mature. At the very least, it gave Tony and Gemma a good excuse to quit swimming for a minute and chat.
Tony looked like she would be caked with sweat if she weren’t swimming, clearly getting in a good workout as she put this body through the ringer in her second favorite sport. While Gemma looked plum tuckered out, and was just floating about on his back, showing off his curvy form, clad only in a tropical flavored pink and white bikini.
Tony: “You got any plans for the rest of the summer?”
Gemma: “Not in the slightest! Any plans I could have fantasized were thrown away when I realized I could spend the rest of the summer looking like this.”
Tony: “Oh, so you’ve been enjoying your TransSex form too? It seems like everyone has.”
Gemma: “Oh, of course! It is one thing to become another entirely, and for as riveting as such an experience is, it lacks a certain familiarity. Even as Gemma, I am still myself, my life is my own, yet the body and minutiae… have many differences.”
Gemma rubbed his hands over his body as he said that, paying extra attention to his breasts, as if he was prepping to go topless.
Tony: “Yeah, I totally get it. Just a few extra cms and with no boobs or hair to get in the way, I’ve been shredding past my best times! And my parents? I thought they’d be a bit harsher on me if I was a boy, but no, it’s the exact opposite! I can spend all day running around and playing Xbox and they don’t give a shit! I mean, Mom rolled her eyes at me, as she thinks I should get a job. …Except she wasn’t getting on my ass about it like she used to.”
Gemma: “Fantastically fascinating! My parents have scantily altered anything about how they engage with me. With the most notable shift being a greater fixation on romantic teasing. It would be of a questionable quality, but is laughably logical upon… looking at me.”
Gemma then gestured at his boobs and rear, jiggling about to emphasize his sexy physique.
Tony: “Yeah, I never really had talks like that with my parents. Ay dad never really got that I was a lesbian—”
Gemma: “Art thou a lesbian when thou masturbates with a penis?”
Tony: “I… Well, you see… Shit, I never thought about that. I guess I did sorta stick to that label after Vivi— or I guess Vidkun— started going out two years ago. …And I almost forgot about our anniversary later this month! Thanks for reminding me, Gemma.”
Before the conversation could continue, a lifeguard started shouting at the two to get out of the lap area if they weren’t swimming. They swiftly complied, keeping their conversation going as they ventured into shallower waters.
Gemma: “Roundabouting back to your parents, would it be a wise idea to tell them of the VD 2.0? I cannot help but feel that a twinge of deception is afoot when we alter their memories as we have been.”
Tony: “Eh… your folks are your call. I’d give a hard no to my mom and dad. They’re in their 50s, have sticks up their ass about doing things ‘the right way,’ and would probably force me to leave all of this stuff behind if they figured out what I’d gotten up to. As much as I love them, they’re not cool parents. Not like Ken and Elly, not like Caroline, and not like Shiaka’s parents. Also, Vid’s parents kinda suck. They’re workaholics and Vid barely has a relationship with them. Shit hasn’t been the same since Ron left…”
Gemma: “Hmm… My parents would enjoy it, as they taught me to have an open mind and are always trying to do that no matter the circumstance! Unfortunately, their professions can be demanding, and would restrict their time. And their jobs are not ones one can just hop into. They necessitate a correct skill and better balance!”
Tony: “And the per diems wouldn’t cover it?”
Gemma: “Most adults make well above $75 a day, even after taxes…”
Tony: “…Yeah, I guess that’s a good point. Even with college costing nothing to a couple thousand a semester these days, it’s not like they don’t have a mortgage to pay off!”
Gemma: “Speaking of the per diem, the amount may be paltry in isolation, but it could be used to fund a vacation if one sufficiently saved!”
Tony: “…It’s called summer vacation, except I never thought of actually going on a vacation during one. My folks never bothered taking me! And with money, I could go anywhere I want!”
Following this trail of thought, Tony cleansed her throat, switching from English to Indonesian.
Tony: “[That’s right, and with my nonalingual powers, I can speak any language with just one handy little body swap! Nowhere in the world is off-limits to us now!]”
Gemma followed this trend, switching his spoken language from English to… French.
Gemma: “[It’s time for the Swap Posse to go international!]”
As she heard that, Tony paused, as… she couldn’t understand it. The Swap Posse was fluent in nine languages. English, Spanish, German, Ukrainian, Mandarin Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Hindi, and Indonesian. But not French!
Tony: “…I have no idea what you just said. I could make out some of the words—”
Gemma: “[Huh, what is this language— Oh, it’s French! I don’t know where I learned that, yet it could come in handy to a grand degree!]”
Tony: “Speak English! Or [Nihongo] or [Español] or something I understand!”
Of all the languages at his disposal, Gemma settled on Hindi.
Gemma: “[Oh me oh my! I don’t know where I picked up on that language. Perhaps a misfire occurred when someone was swapping about. I suppose it was only a matter of time!]”
Tony groaned, switching to match Gemma’s Hindi.
Tony: “[Just what did you guys get up to yesterday?]”
Gemma: “[Bad things, messy things, and most stupendous things, that I can assure you!]”
Tony tried to press Gemma for further answers, only for him to merrily swim away, without a care in the world. She looked at him longingly as he departed… but chose to let it go. Gem was a mystery wrapped in an enigma, and Gemma just threw another layer onto that analogy. When in doubt or when faced with resistance, it was always best to give up and do something else.
Part 5: Vidkun & Nazz’s Dude Desires
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 20:12
Location: Oransen Public Pool
With every stroke, the water around Nazz catered to his will, crashing and breaking as he zoomed through the isolated lap pool, easily outdoing any of the other lanes without even trying. With a Zoe-like physique, it wasn’t surprising he was doing Zoe-like numbers, and as he recognized this feat, his face was wrapped in bliss. He burst up from the water, revealing his exquisite body for any onlookers to see. From his golden blonde hair to his dazzling blue eyes to his chiseled abs— chiseled everything, really.
Before anyone could catch more than a glance, he slammed his hand down on his conveniently placed stopwatch… only to smack it a meter away.
Nazz: “Shit!”
Nazz lifted himself up from the pool with great ease and just as quickly scrambled to grab his stopwatch, only for someone to beat him to it. It was Vidkun, her scrawny body dripping wet and covered only in a pair of dull green trunks. She plainly handed it before Nazz, looking up at his tall stature, and Nazz swiftly plucked the timer from her hand.
Nazz: “Thanks… Vidvi, was it?”
Vidkun: “Vidkun.”
Nazz: “Vidkun… what kinda name is that?”
Vidkun: “I didn’t pick it. My parents did, apparently. It’s Scandinavian.”
Nazz: “Huh. What about Vivi, was that Scandinavian too?”
Vidkun: “No, it was just short for Vivianne. I couldn’t say it as a kid, so I just called myself Vivi.”
Nazz: “Then why did the VD 2.0 just call you Vivi?”
Vidkun: “Same reason why it doesn’t call Maxxie ‘Maxxisaurus.’ Because that’s not the name we go by. I’d get it changed, except it’s a real pain in the ass and you gotta go to court to do that. It’s a stupid system.”
Nazz slowly nodded his head as he remembered briefly looking into changing Zoe’s name after learning that ‘Zoe’ was, in fact, not a male equivalent to Zoey. But as he nodded along, Vidkun grabbed Nazz’s arm. She tugged away at him, yet his feet remained locked to the ground.
Vidkun: “If you’re done asking me twenty questions, I’ve got some questions for you.”
Nazz: “Everybody does, don’t they?”
Vidkun: “Well, when you change your name, age, gender, and life, then no shit people have questions. Now stop being an ass and take a seat with me.”
Nazz smirked at Vidkun’s blunt language and obliged her, the two sitting at a plastic picnic table a few meters away, tucked away near some trees.
Nazz: “So, what part of my existence do you want to criticize first?”
Vidkun: “I’m not here to criticize anything. I’m here to understand you. I don’t think we actually talked before now, so I’m not going to act like I knew you before all this. I want to know what would lead someone like you to go through all these changes. I know why you would want to be younger, I listen to enough people to know that getting old sucks. I get why you wanted to be hotter than you— presumably— were in your twenties. We live in a society that values looks above all else. But why change your sex like this? Was this something you wanted for decades, before having a kid, or—”
Nazz: “The idea of becoming a man was something I never so much as thought of. To tell ya the truth, I thought trannies— transgender people— were fucked in the head. Especially after learning all the shit they had to go through to transition. And for what? To become an instant third-class citizen.”
Vidkun: “…Okay, you said that in the past tense, so I’m just going to let that slide. Though, that only raises the question of why become a man?”
Nazz: “You’re a girl, so why are you even asking that? Because to be a woman in this country— in all countries— is to be a second-class citizen. If I made myself a hot piece of ass, then yeah, I’d be able to use my sexiness to get men to do what I want, except that would not give me respect. And I wanted some fucking respect! I wanted some fucking power! The power of a man! The power of being tall, of being strong. I was sick of being seen as powerless, as weak, as sad, as pitiful, as some Slavic widow! I wanted the things that worked against me to work for me. Or, to cut the shit and give it to you raw, I lived long enough to know that this is a man’s world. So I became a man.”
Vidkun: “Is… is that it?”
Nazz: “Of course not! I might’ve been willing to stay a woman if it felt better. However, a day in Zoe’s body was all the convincing I needed. You were in his body at the party, so I don’t need to say anything… Except that the sex was better than anything you can imagine.”
Vidkun: “You’re certainly more brazen about this than I’d expect from someone your age…”
Nazz: “I’m 22.”
Vidkun: “You know what I mean, you dipshit.”
Nazz: “I act young because I want to be young, I have all your slang bouncing around in my head, and instead of writing off the youth as destroyers of language, I’m leaning into it. I know how young people act, I spent too much time looking at them with envy to not notice. So I’m just trying out what works for me— for Nazz. And if I get something wrong, cut me some fucking slack, I’ve been like this for a day.”
Vidkun: “Well, that alone answers at least two of my questions…”
Nazz: “Cool, so lemme ask something now. How’re you liking being a man? Sure, you’re not much of one, but still.”
Vidkun glared at Nazz before grabbing his hand and slamming it against her green trunks. Nazz’s face twisted from confusion to shock in a single second and he just as quickly pulled his arm away.
Nazz: “What the fuck was that?”
Vidkun: “My dick.”
Nazz: “H-How can a shrimp like you have a dick that big?”
Vidkun: “I get it from my mother’s side.”
Nazz paused to think about what the hell that even meant. Before he could process it, Vidkun began talking again.
Vidkun: “So far, I’ve enjoyed being a man. Being Zoe and being Gem is a lot different than being Vidkun, with different proportions all over the place. People act like men don’t come in different shapes and sizes, when they do, and if I had any doubt, yesterday sure hammered that in.”
Nazz: “Okay. But how about being a woman? Because you never struck me as much of a woman.”
Vidkun: “…You know, it’s not very Millennial of you to view one’s merits as a man or woman based on the size of their dicks or boobs. That shit’s even been dying out in frat houses. So if you wanna act young, switch your shit up!”
Nazz: “Point taken… now get on with it.”
Vidkun: “I never put too much stock into being a girl, I guess. I never was the most feminine, and wasn’t even part of the ‘I’m not like other girls’ group. I just did not care about that. I took care of myself in the sense that I stayed healthy, though makeup and everything just felt like too much of a hassle for me to bother. It’s not that I dislike being a more ‘traditionally attractive’ woman or anything. Anita’s body felt great, and I was surprised at how comfortable it was being other girls, but… I think I would need to be more women for longer to really reach a satisfying conclusion.”
Nazz: “Fair enough, you’re young, you can feel it out and everything. Except… you’re planning on being, what, an engineer or something?”
Vidkun: “Close, not quite. Programmer. Especially after I got Daisuke and Shiaka’s knowledge. I thought about going into games. Except the industry’s culture is all fucked and the pay is shit next to a bargain bin tech job.”
Nazz: “Alright. Then you don’t need me to tell you that being a guy would make your life a helluva lot easier.”
Vidkun: “I don’t. I know that if I got into programming, I’d have to deal with fuckwits who want to keep me out of it, and be pissed that I’m not some busty blonde who’ll give them handies every other day. The workplaces would be toxic, men would just steal my ideas at the best of times or just ignore me at worst. As Vidkun, I don’t command respect or anything, but… I look like a programmer.”
Nazz: “Sounds like being a man’s in your future, honey.”
Vidkun: “When you put it like that, I guess, yet the idea of becoming a man feels like giving up. I could be an example, could help change the demographics and make the field better and change some dickwads’ minds—”
Nazz: “Why is that your problem? You are just one person in a sea of billions. Why should you suffer for your entire life just so that it might, possibly make things better for people who aren’t even born yet? You know what you’re doing? You’re falling for that individual responsibility fallacy. It’s capitalist propaganda, and the sooner you burn it like the weed it is, the better. If a system is broken, it needs to be upgraded or upended!”
Vidkun: “So, what are you saying I should do?”
Nazz: “How many people have you fucked?”
Vidkun: “One. Just Anita.”
Nazz: “…Oh. So you’re a lesbian?”
Vidkun: “Yeah, by definition.”
Nazz: “Then why don’t you try fucking her as a guy, have her be a guy and let her fuck you, swap with other people— think and fuck, that’s what you should do. Think and fuck. Do a bunch of that, then decide what you want to do!”
Vidkun: “How insightful.”
Nazz: “When Natasha’s father was on his deathbed, the last words of wisdom he told her was ‘take care of your teeth.’ Sometimes, wisdom is the most basic shit imaginable.”
Vidkun: “You also do realize how… wrong it is to imply that a lesbian should try having sex with men.”
Nazz: “Back in Natasha’s hometown—”
Vidkun: “I’m surprised how quickly you’re dissociating from your own past—”
Nazz: “Back in Natasha’s hometown, there was a saying the men liked to use [if a woman says she only loves women, you gotta dick her ’til her head straightens out.] Horrible, but I guess I still carry some of that trash with me.”
Vidkun: “…Beneath the crudeness, you have a point. Anita almost fucked me in Gem’s body, but we stopped right before putting it in. After that, I can’t say if I am truly just a lesbian or not, and with all of the body swap sex going on, I don’t think anyone here can be considered straight in the truest sense.”
Nazz: “Heh. Trust me, Vid. If you asked me three weeks ago if I ever thought I’d love fucking women, I’d be appalled. Then, once I got a dick between my legs, it became a whole different story!”
Vidkun: “What about having sex with men? And… are you planning on just staying like that, never swapping?”
Nazz: “I haven’t had sex with a man in 15 years, and just because I want to be a man doesn’t mean I’m above swapping into a woman for a bit, or another man for that matter. I’m not stupid enough to say no to the ability to become someone else. Especially after seeing what Haruki’s body was made of…”
As this conversation reached a lull, the two looked past each other and back to the lap pool, where it was empty aside from a single person using it.
Nazz: “How about a race, Vid?”
Vidkun: “You’ve got 20 centimeters and like ten kilos of muscle on me, how is that a fair race?”
Nazz: “It’s not! So stop being a little bitch and come with me, aight?”
With a grumble, Vidkun followed alongside Nazz and the two returned to the pool, eager to eke out just a bit more swim time before the pool closed at 21:00. And, just as Vidkun predicted, Nazz wiped the floor with her. It wasn’t even a defeat, it was just your dollar store massacre!
Part 6: Zoey & Haruya’s Heart-to-Heart
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 20:21
Location: Oransen Public Pool
With most of the kids gone, the water slides were left wide open for all manner of college and high school kids looking to have a positively bangin’ summer. Though, there were some other ‘young adults’ in that midst, such as Haruya, sporting her curly black hair and stripes swimming briefs, carrying a inner tube over her head as she stormed up the stairs, the attendant barely even paying attention as she slammed her tube down and went for her twenty-fifth ride down one of the slides. And just like the 24 prior times, she was left laughing as she hit the pool, and just narrowly avoided falling out of her tube.
Haruya relished in this moment, looking up at the setting sun overhead as garbled upbeat music blared from the intercom system a few dozen meters away.
Haruya: “Ah, this is life!“
She propped her arms behind her head as she continued to drift through the pool, propelled by the waves of the water slide. In her lounging, she spotted a semi-familiar face drifting in the shallow end of the pool. They always looked odd without their glasses, but even more when they were also a girl.
Haruya flopped out of her tube and threw it aside as she made her way to Zoey. He looked elegant with his body covered in a practical and sleek black one piece, with his long legs stretching far while his black ponytail fluttered beneath the water. From the way his hazel eyes stared directly at the sky, it was clear some serious pontification was going on, only to be broken as Haruya approached.
Haruya: “Heeeey Zoey! Y’aight?”
Zoey: “My mother became my half-brother last night.”
Haruya: “…Yeah, that’s a good answer. You wanna talk to someone about it? I know I might seem like a clown a lotta the time, but I’m pretty solid with advice. Good enough to help keep a few friends from killing themselves.”
Zoey: “Well, it is nothing so severe. I… I’m just confused. I understand why Nazz became who he is, he took great pleasure in explaining that over breakfast and dinner. …I do not understand how I should feel about it. I’m happy for him, except—”
Haruya: “You’re sad you lost your mom, yet glad that your mom is happier than ever?”
Zoey: “It is more nuanced than that. Based on the barest and clearest of facts, I did everything right. I encouraged her, I said goodbye, I hugged her, and I said that… I loved her. There was no unfinished business I had left lingering, yet knowing I will never see her again and that Nazz is all that remains is… confusing. He knows everything Natasha knew, except he is not her. He lacks the same body language, the same gestures, and despite our supposedly shared blood, it is just as easy to view him as a stranger than it is to view him as my mother.”
Haruya: “Uh, Zoey, I think you’re not just barking up the wrong tree, you’re barking up a damn mountain. There’s not a rule or thing you’re supposed to do. This is wild uncharted shit. You can try and form comparisons, but humans weren’t made for a lot of things, and reality changes are one of them!”
Zoey: “I understand that, and… what’s hurting me right now is not a sense of loss. It’s a sense of being lost. Nazz is free to live his own life, and I’m happy for him— I honestly and truly am. However… What does that mean for me? I’m no longer faced with the responsibility of taking care of my mother. I’m no longer ‘the man of the house’ I’m just left stranded without the same sense of familial purpose I relied upon. He doesn’t even need me to help out around the house now that he has a pair of arthritis-free hands. I just feel so…”
Haruya: “Empty?”
Zoey: “Yes. I had a deep sense of purpose, one I inherited after my father died, and now it’s gone”
Haruya: “Well, if there’s a hole inside you, then you should fill it with something. Do you have any idea what you want it to be? A hobby, a job, a romantic relationship, charitable shit?”
Zoey: “I had this sense of purpose since I was 5, since 2002. I’m sure I will fill it with something in due time—”
Haruya: “And now is the time to rest, to think it over, and to let the wound heal before you try ramming something else into it?”
Zoey: “Am I that easy to read?”
Haruya: “Sorta. And lemme ask another question. Do you like Nazz as a person?”
Zoey took a deep breath as he heard that question and sank his body into the pool. The water obscured the busy noise of the background and gave him a silent, weightless, environment to think in. It was only for a few seconds… but that’s all he needed. He emerged from the water, stretching out his tall and muscular female form as he took in a deep breath, before offering his answer to Haruya’s question.
Zoey: “I doubt I would ever befriend someone like him. Nazz’s behavior the past day has been brash and macho, the sort of behavior I always distanced myself from in high school. Yet, he is the only family I have, and… even after all he did, my love for him is unconditional.”
Zoey stared at the clock looming in the background, informing him that they only had half an hour before the pool closed.
Zoey: “I’m going to get a couple more laps in before the pool closes.”
Haruya: “Mind if I tag along? I’m not much of a swimmer, though I think you could use the guidance of a mature woman right about now!”
Zoey looked at Haruya from head to toe, not seeing a speck of ‘woman’ in her body.
Zoey: “…Did you forget that you’re a man right now?”
Haruya: “Yes!“
Zoey: “Heh. Tag along Haruya. At the moment, any company’s good company.”
As the two exited the pool, Haruya latched her arm around Zoey. He looked at her, thoroughly perplexed, but as he saw her beaming smile, he shrugged and walked to the lap pool with her, arms locked together.
Part 7: Reyn Gets Fucked
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 20:30
Location: Oransen Public Pool
The lap pool was surprisingly active for this time of night. Nazz, Vidkun, Zoey, and Haruya had all managed to secure spots and were swimming about at various levels of swiftness. Though, for the nosy sorts, the power ranking was Zoey, Nazz, Haruya, and Vidkun. However, there was a fifth person placed squarely in the middle of that bracket, Reyn.
After finishing her latest lap, she lifted herself out of the pool and onto the edge. Her body was dripping wet and with every breath her hairy chest rose and fell. The fatigue gripping her body was clear even without gazing into her sapphire eyes, but she did not dawdle there for long. The pool was only home to maybe 250 people at the moment, so there was plenty of seating, including deck chairs waiting for someone to sit their soggy ass into. Reyn settled on the first empty one she saw, and tilted her head to the sky above.
The sun had set, the clouds were light, and the stars shined brightly. With her body this fatigued, she felt as if she may be able to fall asleep then and there. Normally, she would be too cold to ever dream of such a thing. Yet, this male body— with its ample muscles and tufts of body hair— made everything feel at least two degrees warmer than she expected.
She idly tugged on these unfamiliar hairs, oblivious to the outside world… until a familiar voice thrust her back to reality.
Abigale: “You sure you want to do that in public, teach?”
With a coy smirk, Abigale placed a deck chair right next to Reyn and sat next to her.
Abigale: “If you want to act like a man and touch yourself without caring about where you are, that’s fine by me.”
Abigale places a cool can of sparkling water on Reyn’s chest, only for it to roll down to her cobalt blue swim briefs. Reyn grabbed the can before it made contact with her crotch and shot Abigale a cautious expression.
Abigale: “Just because you’re wet doesn’t mean you don’t need to stay hydrated.”
Abigale cracked open her can of sparkling water and took a swig. With a shrug, Reyn did the same, enjoying the way the mild sour lime taste resonated across her remixed taste buds.
Reyn: “Thanks Abigale, but why—”
Abigale: “I just wanted to check in on you, Reyn. You were pretty busy at the lap pool.”
Reyn: “I… I was. I did thirty laps. More than I ever did before— both in this world and the… other world. I just wanted to do ten. It was so much easier than I expected that I did another ten… and another ten after that.”
Abigale: “All because of that flat chest of yours, longer legs, and extra muscle, right?”
Reyn: “Well, it’s a bit more complicated than that. My endurance and stamina feel a lot higher than they were before, and just by looking at how I’m built, I can’t say I’m surprised.”
Abigale: “So would you say you like your TransSex body? …After you refused to use it for three fucking days?”
Reyn: “Abigale, I never agreed to be a pervert for your, or anyone’s, amusement. I understand that everyone else is… more willing to jump into this insanity. However, I’m not willing to cast aside everything just because an opportunity presented itself. I can get there, yet I’m going to get there on my own time. Not at whatever pace you want.”
Reyn took a long sip from her can of sparkling water, letting out a satisfied ‘aah’ before Abigale replied.
Abigale: “Raiyne, kindly fuck off. You have been avoiding intimacy and sex for your entire life. You went over a decade without dating anyone. First out of fear of it distracting you in college, then out of fear that it would fuck up your career, but now… you’re 34-years-old. You have a secure job! You’ve been procrastinating on your love life for your entire adult life, and now that you’ve had wild sex adventures thrown in your lap, you just say no? Where’s your curiosity? Where’s your drive? Where’s your courage? Where’s your fucking balls, man?! You have been receiving daily offers for quick and easy no-stress sex the past week, and you just said no, no, no!”
Reyn: “I… I know. I know I have been distancing myself. I have always talked against procrastination… And that’s what I’ve been doing for half my life.”
Abigale: “Do you have a good reason why you’ve been putting it off?”
Reyn: “Don’t you know ev— Because I’m afraid. Because in my pursuit to become a good teacher, I failed to learn something so basic yet intimate. I feel I have lost my opportunity to be sexual like that and… I don’t like the idea of becoming a pervert.”
Abigale: “…Is it actually because of how your time in Rainy Woods came to an end?”
Reyn: “Love and sex took my only true friend away from me, and without her, there was nobody to protect me from my peers. I was one of the only Black students at school, so people never wanted to believe me. And when students spread rumors about me being a slut, about me having sex to obtain my grades, there was nobody who dared to question this gospel. Then, when I went to Loyola, I thought relationships were just an obstacle to learning. It was a vicious cycle that… I don’t know how to end.”
Abigale: “Reyn, let me ask you something. Were you recognized by anybody here? Did anyone come up to you and address you as ‘Mister Underwood?'”
Reyn: “…Yes.”
Abigale: “How many?”
Reyn: “If you want me to count groups, three.”
Abigale: “And how old were they? Were they your students?”
Reyn: “The oldest one was a couple who graduated in 2005. They… had a five-year-old with them, her name was Vita.”
Abigale: “You have been teaching long enough that your students have gotten married to each other and had children!”
Reyn: “What are you trying to prove here? I know I’ve waited too long! I know I’m falling behind in life! I want to move on, except… it’s more than it being so long. I have this moronic romanticized idea of how romance should work. That it should be something meaningful and purposeful, written like a good story. It was escapism for me as a teen and… I never grew out of it. I know consciously that life lacks such splendor and spectacle, but I want my first time to have meaning, to be more than just people having sex. I want—”
Abigale: “Something special? Is having body swapped sex not enough for you, you insolent woman?”
Reyn: “I… I don’t want my first time to be with myself, or as a man. That goes against so many—”
Abigale: “Come with me.”
Abigale stormed off before Reyn could even stand up, let alone finish her drink. She diligently followed Abigale as she moved further back into the pool grounds, into the dark and isolated picnic area. Abigale impatiently waited for Reyn as she trailed behind her, only to grab her arm and drag her through the dense bushes. Branches and leaves brushed across both of them, yet nothing hard or thick enough to leave a scratch.
Reyn whisper-shouted to Abigale as she dragged her through these bushes, before reaching a small clearing of grass. The bushes made up walls shielding them from the rest of the world, yet through the gaps, they could see the pool grounds themselves. Meaning anyone there could see them. The clearing was dark, enough to mask them from anyone offering a casual glance. If they were to make enough noise, someone would investigate them. And if they poked their head past one layer of shrubbery, they would see them.
Reyn: “Abigale, I get what you are doing, and this is more… thrilling than what I imagined. But I don’t want my first time to be as a—”
Reyn froze in place mid-sentence, her ability to speak inhibited as every cell of her body morphed in a matter of seconds. It was not painful, just surreal. Her stature grew slimmer and shorter, her honed pecs ballooned into modest breasts, and her hair morphed, changing in texture to something smoother, not unlike her skin. Even her swimsuit changed, morphing into a cobalt two piece.
Reyn had assumed her usual form of Raiyne, and nearly fell onto the ground as her weight and muscles shifted so suddenly. She looked over her form with a level of relief, touching it to confirm that everything was as it should be.
Raiyne: “O-Okay, what are you planning Ab—”
Raiyne turned to face Abigale, only to be met with… someone of a different shape. One that was just as tall, at a staggering 2 meters, but looked bigger and bulkier in a way that gave her pause. She looked up at this figure and saw they had the same crimson eyes as Abigale. But the outline of the head looked different, more… masculine. She stepped back to try and get a better look of this figure, but her fear was met with a dry deep chuckle.
???: “Come on Raiyne, you’re smart enough to put two and two together.”
The figure then pulled up something to their face, and through the faint light of a small screen, Raiyne was able to tell that this figure was Abigale Quinlan… a male Abigale Quinlan. One with the same strong features that defined Abigale’s striking appearance, but all harder and broader. The edges of the face were sharper, the jawline and brow followed a more masculine shape, and everything… looked like it belonged to a male model.
???: “What, were you hoping for a lesbian experience? That can be arranged if you really want… but from that glimmer in your eyes, I think you want me. I think you want Gale.”
Raiyne tried to convince herself that she did not want this, but as she listened to Gale’s delectable voice, as she felt the dominating aura that their body radiated… she could not deny her desire. Before her was a powerful, imposing, man, and as they placed their hands on Raiyne’s shoulder, her body shivered.
Raiyne: “I… I want you, G-Gale.”
Gale: “And I want you, Raiyne.”
Gale wrapped their massive hands onto Raiyne’s back, where they managed to gently undo the strap for her top. The top slid down to the ground a moment later. Predicting where this would go, Raiyne lowered herself to the grassy floor. Gale looked like a giant as they loomed over her, only to lower themself, laying beside Raiyne before grabbing her bikini bottom, slowly sliding it off to reveal her sex. Raiyne squirmed as she was left completely exposed, but the warmth radiating from Gale’s hand was enough to calm her nerves.
This was it. She was this far, further than she had ever been. It would be the epitome of cowardness to flee now, on top of being just… utterly humiliating.
Deep within Raiyne’s mind, a part of her was screaming, crying that the last person she should ever fuck was Abigale, was the woman who killed her parents, who ruined her life! …Except Raiyne knew that was a lie. This person might look like them, but they were innocent, and those memories… were never meant to be a tool to hold her back. They were meant to give her strength. And it was time for her to express this strength … in a roundabout way.
Gale slid down their briefs, and through the darkness it was impossible for Raiyne to tell how big it was through sight alone. Gale knew this and grasped Raiyne’s free hand, bringing it to their member, fully erect. Raiyne let go of it as she went from the base to the tip, and her joints locked as she imagined the inevitable. She let out a small sound, a squeak, as she accepted this, and Gale returned a small chuckle.
Gale: “Don’t worry. I know I’m built like an ox, but I’ll be as gentle as can be.”
Raiyne: “G-Good.”
Gale: “Now, be a dear and get on your knees.”
Raiyne thought of objecting to this… yet realized that the alternative would see her be covered in darkness and buried in Gale’s body. She did as requested, assuming the correct position for doggy style. She wiggled herself as she found the most comfortable place on the soft ground below and once she was in position, she felt Gale’s hands grasp onto her hips. The air fled from her lungs as she felt their warm hands against her slightly damp skin, and before she could take another breath, they were already sticking it in.
Though Raiyne had practiced with a toy the prior night… It did little to prepare her for the real thing. It was bigger, longer, thicker, and, most alarmingly, hotter. It was a foreign heat that slid deep into her body, slowly yet deliberately, and with every new inch, Raiyne’s eyes grew wider. She was feeling a part of her body that was unknown to her and, rather than feel fear as she anticipated, this left her… excited.
Raiyne shut her eyes as she fixated on this growing sensation, and as her partner began to thrust, she began to accommodate them. Her body loosened, hips swayed, and her rear perked upward. She tried to examine this experience, tried to compare it to the examples she had seen building up to this moment, yet was unable to. The rapid rhythm of sex left her mind clouded, unable to think of anything beyond her body and how much of a fool she was to wait so long before experiencing something like this.
Once their tempo had been established, Gale sent their hands across Raiyne’s body, gliding them from her hips to her breasts. Raiyne flinched as their supple fingers reached her nipples, but before she could protest, Gale had already claimed them. She bit her tongue as a moan escaped from her mouth, and her eyes opened once more, just barely able to make out a few people swimming beyond the bush in front of her face.
Raiyne: “P-Please, don’t be so r-rou—”
She bit her tongue once more as Gale’s pace increased, shoving her through the wringer as she was given no choice but to match. No choice but to bend over, accept her partner, and eke out every last drop of pleasure until a powerful jolt shot through her body.
Raiyne: “MRPH!”
A hand covered Raiyne’s face as she reached this apex. Her entire body spasmed as a foreign sensation struck her spine. For a fraction of a moment, she feared that she had broken something, that her body had been pushed in a way and direction that it never should have. Panic wrought her mind, fear painted her face, yet before she could scream, she was met with a new sensation. A warm, pulsating, and uplifting sensation. The very antithesis of pain. It was the high she had never pursued, never acquired for herself, and as it basked her in its glory. She might have had memories of this sensation, but feeling it now, firsthand? It was as if she finally understood something quintessential about the very experience of being human.
With her mind a dizzying swarm of pleasure, Raiyne collapsed onto the grass below. Her breathing was heavy and staggered, sweat poured down from her face, and when she tried to talk, she could only laugh.
Raiyne: “Ehehe… hehehehe…”
Gale: “Was it everything you expected?”
Raiyne: “I… I was such a fool for denying myself… for so long.”
Raiyne turned herself over to look up at Gale, at their handsome smiling face, at their bright red eyes. It was the face of the man who took her virginity, after all these years, and as she acknowledged this… she began to cry. Gale picked her up from the ground, pressing their chest against hers in a hug, and gently rubbing her slender back.
Gale: “Shhh, Shhh, it’s all over now Raiyne. That part of your journey is now behind you. You can move on, pursue more things, pursue new things, and they can be a helluva lot wilder than what I put you through.”
With a gentle nudge, Gale pushed Raiyne away and placed a VD 2.0 in her hands. The screen lit up as she pressed a button, and suddenly had a world of possibilities at her disposal.
Gale: “You already saw what it was like to be a girl… so how about you try doing it as a man next?”
Raiyne: “I think I had enough sex for one night. I’m still feeling the fumes floating around my head and—”
Gale: “Turn yourself into a man and see if you feel differently.”
A look of skepticism immediately crept onto Raiyne’s face as Gale suggested that… but she decided to comply anyway. She used the TS function to transform herself, and her discarded swimwear. Her body shifted and congealed into a different shape and, after a few seconds, she became Reyn yet again.
Reyn looked over her form, acutely observing the changes as a tingling sensation percolated across her skin, drawing her mind to her reformed sex. The fires of her male libido were burning, her dick was raging hard, and imagining herself in Gale’s position only loosened her already shaky composure.
Reyn: “Sh-Shit! You weren’t kidding. …I’m going to need to take you up on that offer!”
Reyn pointed the VD 2.0 at Gale, ready to transform them back into Abigale… only for Gale to swipe the device away from Reyn. With the device in hand, Gale immediately shifted back into their female form, their silhouette morphing while their imposing height remained unchanged.
Abigale: “Look at me and tell me if you think you will feel like a man having sex with a woman like me? I’m taller than you, stronger than you, and am far too dominant to ever pretend to be submissive. Are you sure you wouldn’t want someone smaller and softer? Because that could be arranged.”
Reyn: “D-Does it feel better that way?”
Abigale: “Oh yes. Sex is all about the contrast between bodies. Sexes, heights, builds, shapes, et cetera. So, what do you say, reyn?”
Reyn: “If… if you think that’s the best way to—”
Abigale: “Splendid. You can come out now, you sweet little bunny.”
On cue, the surrounding bushes began to sway, bearing with them the sound of crackling leaves. The movements made it clear that this was not a literal bunny rabbit, but that did not make the figure that appeared from the greenery any less surprising.
It was Gemma, stripped of his bikini, sporting a half-eaten carrot in his hand and a pair of pink bunny ears on his head.
Gemma: “Gemma the Bunny, at your service!”
Abigale: “…Gemma, where did you get that carrot… and those bunny ears?”
Gemma: “‘Tis a secret to everybody and for evermore!”
Reyn: “Hold on, Gemma is— or rather was my student three weeks ago! Do you seriously expect me to just have sex with them just like that?”
Gemma: “Your mind might clench on lingering reservations, but they are naught next to my Very Berry sensations!”
Abigale: “…What?“
With a skip and a hop, Gemma moseyed toward Reyn and promptly pushed her to the ground below. Reyn looked up at the tall curvaceous figure before her, searching for some objection she could say, but she could not find any words.
Gemma: “You are already moist and eager. Verily grand! That will make it better for the pair of us!”
Gemma giddily looked over Reyn’s 7 inch friend, aiming himself carefully before plopping his sex onto Reyn’s. Reyn grunted, Gemma moaned, and as Abigale looked at the sigh, she let out a chuckle.
Abigale: “Well, you two make like rabbits. I have one last thing I need to do before closing…”
As Abigale ventured off into the greenery, Gemma began to work his wide hips, tilting and churning the firm dick between his legs, all while muttering a barrage of faint moans. Reyn feigned resistance, telling her partner to stop, that this was wrong, but with every bob of Gemma’s bouncy butt, her words grew ever weaker.
Gemma: “Listen… to your body! If it provides such glee, let it be! It does not deceive, it does not lie, so why should you even try?”
Reyn: “B-Because you— you’re my—”
Gemma: “Comrade, compatriot, lover? The sooner you accept it, the better! Need I break it down to the letter?”
Reyn wanted something she could say to dissuade Gemma, but with her mind becoming clouded by sex once more and such a beauty riding her, her resistance faltered. It might go against her principles, it might be a form of something she, as a teacher, swore she would never do, but… she’d been fighting a losing battle ever since she joined the Swap Posse.
A newfound conviction rose in her sapphire eyes and her hands thrust toward Gemma’s breasts. He squeaked in delight. Before this noise could attract any unwanted attention, Reyn pressed her mouth against his. She was already inside him, every part of her person was urging her, and with their bodies now joined in more ways than one, her last reservation crumbled away.
Part 8: Jade & Terra’s Quiet Reflections
Date: Thursday, June 18, 2015
Time: 20:40
Location: Oransen Public Pool
Most craving a late night snack would know better than to pay the marked up prices of a public pool snack bar, but with their per diems racking up on the daily, both Jade and Terra had money to burn. The tables around them were empty. The sounds of those enjoying the water were dampened by trees and bushes. And with no other soul in sight— excluding the lady running the snack bar— there was a level of unaddressed intimacy in the air.
They silently enjoyed each other’s company, each munching away on a frozen strawberry fruit bar. Jade found her eyes looking upwards at the starry night’s sky and the barely visible sliver of a crescent moon. While Terra’s eyes drifted back to the water playground area with the giant bucket, where she still saw parents playing with their children. She stared intently at the scene for over a minute, only breaking her gaze when given a sisterly nudge by Jade.
Jade: “Hey, Terra. You got something on your mind?”
Terra: “O-Oh. It’s nothing. It’s pretty obvious now that I think about it—”
Jade: “What is it?”
Terra: “I… I guess it just clicked in my head that pools like this are one of the most clearly gendered places in the world. Every male wears something that only covers their genitalia, every female wears something that covers their chest and genitalia. Sure, you have differences in colors and styles, but it’s so much more rigid than in the outside world. There, everybody wears T-shirts and pants, and unisex clothing is the norm unless you’re talking about skirts or dresses or things like that.”
Jade: “Huh. I never thought about it like that, but you have a point. When you’re in a place like this, there is no real ambiguity with someone’s sex, as nobody really wears unconventional swimwear nowaday— oh shoot!”
Terra: “What? Did you forget something?”
Jade: “W-Well, I just realized that, if not for Verde, neither of us would be here right now, and… I don’t know how many years before I’d be comfortable going to a pool without her help. It’s not only exposing so much of your body, but the risk of a wardrobe malfunction, the cluttered locker rooms, the expectation that one should change in front of other people in public—”
Terra: “R-Right! I pretty much wrote off ever going to a pool again after I came out. I knew that, eventually, I would be able to go to one again, but I figured it would be so long before I was comfortable showing that much of my body to so many strangers. …And now, well, my body is completely different.”
Terra took a moment to look down her form, placing a palm against her budding right breast, cushioned by her pink swimsuit top.
Jade: “I… I guess I never really accepted that. I accepted that I was trans, but I never had to accept that I would need to transition. Before I could really look into it, Verde worked her magic and, poof, I became… me.”
Jade pointed at her form with exaggerated hand gestures, highlighting everything from her damn curly brown hair to her slender hairless legs.
Jade: “It’s a gift, the greatest gift a trans person could ask for, and we are incredibly privileged to receive it… but it’s wrong that only we can experience this. If Verde can truly do this with just a snap of her fingers, then she should do something to help other trans people.”
Terra: “You mean give them the ability to go through their own TransSex transformations?”
Jade: “Yeah. She didn’t use that term, but that’s basically what she did with us and… well, actually, I’m not sure if that would be for the best?”
Terra: “What do you mean?”
Jade: “As far as the broader world knows, neither of us are trans. We were just born as girls and lived as girls all our life, fully content with our gender. And if you were to simply use the TransSex function on a bunch of trans people, the same thing would happen to them. Their minds would not be changed, but their bodies and histories would be altered to be better in line with their gender identity, making them cisgender. Whatever struggles they experienced, whatever formative life events helped them come to terms with their gender, could be erased. The way their loved ones view them could change dramatically. And their past, for all of its nuance and warts, would become something that only they truly know, and no one else does.”
Terra: “I think I get what you’re saying, Jade. While this worked for us because we told the truth to everybody we love… not everybody’s loved ones would be so accepting.”
Jade: “That and… if you change reality to make every trans person cis… then you are erasing the number of trans people in the world, and making the idea of transitioning that more uncommon.”
Terra: “That’s true. How can someone transition unless they know trans people are a thing in the first place? It would be nice if every trans person could just press a button and change their body and past but… not everyone would want that, and it would not help society as a whole. It does not change the system, it just makes it easier for those within the system.”
Jade: “…You are going to be so out of place when you start middle school.”
Terra: “At this point, I figure I should embrace it. Thanks to you all, I now have the vernacular of a high school English teacher… Anyway, what do you think Verde’s rationale is? How could she, as a trans woman, allow so many trans people to suffer? Why would she let them go through the discomfort and uncertainty of transitioning, when she could change the world and make things better?”
Jade: “We can just ask her and I’m sure she would give you… an answer.”
Terra: “Hopefully something better than ‘wait and you’ll live to see it.'”
Jade: “Heh. I know she can be coy but if you’re sincere, she’ll be too…”
Upon finishing that comment, Jade casually flicked her popsicle stick into the closest trash bin, where it narrowly slid inside. Terra attempted to replicate this feat of precision, only to miss her target completely. She sighed before going to pick it up from the concrete flooring.
Terra: “Another thing I’ve been thinking about, Jade, is… should we even be calling ourselves ‘trans?’ Sure, we know we were not always girls. But as far as the world is concerned, we were.”
Jade: “…You have a point. I guess that depends on how you define whether or not someone is trans. If you define it as someone who, somehow, some way, changed their gender identity and expression, then we clearly qualify. But if you define being trans as a specific experience, one with hormones, surgery, social transition, rejection, and combating dysphoria as one’s body slowly changes, then we don’t qualify. I know that some could define being trans that way, claiming that suffering is part of the trans experience, but… it shouldn’t be. Identities should not be defined by suffering, by pain, but rather by a shared identity, shared goals, shared experience.”
Terra: “So, you’re going with the mindset that one is transgender… if they change genders at some point in their life? I guess that makes sense based on the word ‘transgender.’ Trans means to change, and gender is… gender. …But what about everyone else? They’ve all been playing around with gender by switching around their bodies and changing their bodies’ sex.”
Jade: “Well… I think that might be where our current language kind of falls apart, as it was never really designed with something like this in mind. The closest way to describe them might be as… gender queer or gender fluid? But maybe their reaction is just… normal. We don’t really have the most diverse sample set to determine that.”
Terra: “If they’re normal, then what does that make us?”
Jade: “Weirdos who want a limited human experience, I guess. We tried being male, and neither of us liked it, so we’re not going to try again.”
Terra: “…But what about Nazz?”
Jade: “Nazz is… trans, by definition, as their old body and life are locked away, gone, and they are going to live as Nazz going forward. So… they definitely aren’t cis and, with this binary designation system, they must be trans, even though it’s a different sort of trans than us. Nazz did say he’s fine switching bodies with girls…”
Terra: “I see where you’re coming from, but Nazz wasn’t happy just becoming a man. He also became 30 years younger and how many people, once they reach their 50s or 60s, would agree to becoming 30 years younger if it also meant becoming another sex? It seems that a lot of people would be open to that if it meant extending their lives, letting them do more, and getting a body that won’t develop the same aches and pains…”
Jade: “Hmm… perhaps. Though, I guess you could say that—”
Verde: “You girls probably should get going. Pool’s closing in five minutes.”
Jade and Terra nearly spun out of their seats as they turned to face Verde, dressed in a bright green bikini, casually leaning on the table. If she were better endowed, she’d be offering the two a generous look at her cleavage, but with her breasts just big enough to be registered as breasts, there wasn’t much to see.
Jade: “W-Where did you come from?”
Verde: “I hopped the fence. They don’t have cameras or anything here— otherwise this place would be even more of a pedophile’s wet dream.”
Terra: “C-Could you please not say things like that? Especially around me?”
Verde: “Fiiiine!”
Jade: “And… why did you hop the fence? Can’t you just make money?”
Verde: “They stop accepting new people into the pool at 20:30. Also, breaking and entering is fun. I should tell you about the time I was forced to be a master thief. Even to this day, I still sometimes look for my invisibility gem while doing some night prowlin’. Anyway, walk and talk with me, sisters.”
Verde gestured at the two to follow behind her as she began to mosey toward the entrance.
Verde: “So, you’re wondering why I’m so lethargic when it comes to making the world better for my fellow trans-kin, right? Well, the simple answer is that I have been poking away at the bits and pieces of this world, doing my part to organically make things better. Sure, that might not mean much to the thousands of trans folks who got murked for being themselves, but you cannot just brute force a world into being good. Growth needs to happen organically, over time, otherwise it will be rejected, hated, and viewed with superstition.”
Terra: “And what exactly have you been doing to make this world better for trans people? You have all this technology that could change the world overnight, so are you just planning on slowly introducing it?”
Verde: “Yeah, of course. But for now… I’m talking about more legal stuff. Tell me, when was same-sex marriage signed into law?”
Jade: “Uh… 2002?”
Verde: “Exactly! And you know why it happened so soon? It was because of me. And while I won’t tell you much about what I have planned for the future of this world, or at least it’s most powerful country, I will say that the wheels of justice grind slowly… but they are moving. And soon, they will reach a breaking point that I think you’ll find well worth celebrating.”
Terra: “V-Verde, why can’t you just be more direct with us? You’re a God, so shouldn’t you—”
As Terra asked her nosey questions, Verde pivoted her step and jumped into the main pool. Her body left a massive splash upon impact, but when the water grew calm, she was nowhere to be seen. The pool was completely empty and as they looked around, all they saw were a few stragglers, returning to the entrance as a voice blared over the announcement system. With a shrug, Jade joined the crowd, walking back to the entrance with Terra at her side.
Terra: “What was that about?”
Jade: “…God works in mysterious ways. …Her wonders are hers to perform. …Here, she chose to plant her footsteps into the sea and… ride up into the storm.”
Terra: “…What the hell does that me—”
As Terra and Jade looked up into the sky, they saw Verde sitting atop a small cloud, floating a scant 50 meters into the air. She waved down at the two girls with a goofy salute before flying off into the night’s sky.
The Posse Logs: My Sensational Summer Vacation Diary
Jade: “After the hectic body swap havoc of yesterday, I sort of needed a breather. So I just stayed at home with my mother, who wanted to switch bodies with me for a few hours. She felt that we were too divided by age groups, wanted to spend more time with me and my friends, and wanted to get more ‘in tune’ with what it’s like to be a teenager in 2015. Though, there really wasn’t much of anything for me to show her. Sure, I guess we talk about video games and anime a lot, but how much could I teach her in an afternoon about that? She could just play games on her own VD 2.0 and while they aren’t modern, the language of video games was pretty established by the 90’s. Anyway, we swapped back after dinner, I went to the pool with half of the group, and headed back home two hours later. I didn’t do much when I came back other than brace myself for my date with Maxxie, or rather, with Max. You never know what… they have in store when they’re left in charge.”
Max: “I was seriously hoping that Babs would forget that I was grounded, but… her mind is like a vise sometimes, I’ll tell you that much! Nobody wanted to hang out after yesterday, and I get that, so I just spent the day getting back to my art quota, and trying to draw some stuff as Max. I’m like 80% of the way there, but bigger hands just lead to bigger problems when trying to draw. I dunno how dudes do it. Also, the plans for my date night with Jade are already ret-2-go! …But I think she’ll be either pleasantly surprised or just sorta disappointed with what I have in mind.”
Zoey: “The eeriness of losing my mother is something that cannot be quelled just with a single night’s sleep. It was bizarre having breakfast with Nazz, watching him ditch his previous oatmeal for bacon and french toast, but I suppose that’s just who they want to be. Natasha never did really seem to enjoy food as much as view it as a resource to manage. I spent the day alone, going over everything about my life that had changed and doing more research into the relationship I supposedly had with Nazz. Apparently, our relationship was brotherly despite how we only met a few months ago, but it did not feel like it. And when he came back from work in the evening, I did not truly feel closer to him. He still feels like a man who walked into my life and, inexplicably, knows everything about me…”
Shinji: “I had planned on keeping today pretty low-key. After everything that happened to Zoe yesterday, I imagined he wanted to spend some time alone, and no one else was pining to do anything either. But… Haruki randomly invited me out to Lincoln Park Zoo. I had never been to the zoo before, and she thought it would be a ‘good experience for me.’ I thought she meant going as a family, but instead of asking Mom or Dad, she invited Gem, or rather Gemma, along and swapped bodies with them. I tried to ignore it and enjoy the trip for what it was, but… it was not very enjoyable. Zoo animals are not in their natural habitats, they are not active or that interesting to watch as they laze about. I felt I had a better idea of what these animals were like when I got that Zoo Books collection back when I was 9…”
Terra: “After all the craziness of yesterday, I wanted to stay far away from my VD 2.0. So I spent the day hanging out with my grade school friends, Evelyn and Nina. It was kind of a shock going from… everything that’s happened the past three weeks to just hanging out with two other kids my age. We didn’t do much. We played out a story using some of Nina’s toys, as Nina and Evelyn have this thing where they act out these multi-part ‘series’ using various dolls and figures. I didn’t fully get what was going on, but they were quick to put me in the right direction. I did feel a bit like a third wheel, but in a… fun sorta way.”
Vidkun: “Anita felt bad about missing out on the ‘fun’ yesterday and wanted us to swap bodies again, but while in our TransSex forms. She was really interested in being me for whatever reason, which meant I was in Tony’s body. Just being in it for a minute made me realize why Anita’s been Tony the past few days. It had everything attractive about the stature of being Zoe, but with an additional level of comfort. Comparable to the difference in how comfortable a pair of shoes are when one first starts wearing them versus how they feel after a few weeks. While Anita’s regular body is comfortable, there is something more… relaxing to just being in the body of a boy. Something more conducive to ‘hanging around’ and being active.”
Tony: “I kinda thought that Vidkun’s body would be underwhelming, but after seeing it bounce around the other day, I just couldn’t help but get curious. And… it felt a lot like Vivi’s body. Just a bit taller, with shorter hair, and with this laboriously massive dick. I jerked that thing off after lunch and it felt like I was going to pass out! Like, damn! I knew using penises was fun, but this… this is something else. Also, yeah, this marked the third day in a row I spent as a guy. I figured I would try and do the full ‘spend a week as a guy/girl’ thing just to get a more ‘full’ experience. I know it’s a bit of a commitment, but so far everything’s been great on the boy’s side of the lawn. …I think I might’ve mangled that expression.”
Gemma: “After yesterday’s myriad merriment, I was in the mood for something spicy! I called Haruki in hopes that she would know where the havoc was happening, but she was as lost as a baby bear. Instead, she supposedly misinterpreted my words and decided to arrange a trip to the local city zoo while borrowing my fine female form. While I am quite partial to animals, I have a null partiality toward zoos. It is too cold, distant, and crowded with small, loud people. Being in a new body was more interesting than being in the zoo grounds proper, and for as much as I could enjoy Haruki’s body in private, the constant influx of small, loud people made the concept of privacy utterly inconceivable. I would have hoped I could at least eke out some enjoyment by body swapping the animals. Alas, the VD 2.0 is limited to the genus of Homo… which itself is a most questionable specification when it could be limited to humans. At least I was permitted to conclude tonight on a high note. Reyn was a good sport and handled his penis quite well for a woman!”
Caroline: “I tried to be outgoing yesterday, and it was a mess. I had zero guilt staying home today, but I still felt like I had to do something so… I switched bodies with Jade, and asked her to teach me how to better connect with the teens. I felt like we were too divided between the adults and I didn’t want to shelter myself from more diverse experiences like that. I have the opportunity to be a teenager again, and… I’m sure that someone in this group would like to be a 35-year-old blonde woman with a considerable chest. I might not be looking for a partner, but I know I am an attractive woman. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have gotten all of those stares while in Germany. Unfortunately, it seems that I’ll need to spend more than just an afternoon as my daughter before I learn much of anything…”
Reyn: “I should have known that today would be something special. When Abigale gave me a call at noon, she sounded disappointed with me, but she wouldn’t say why. All she said was that I would be transformed into a man at 17:00 and she would pick me up to go to the pool around 19:00. I knew why this was. But I did not imagine what she had in store for me. After delaying it for half my life… I lost my virginity. And less than four hours after I transformed into a man… I lost my virginity as one. I feel as if some part of me had forever been changed, that the reserved sexless person I was before is now forever an element of my past. Now, I have done the deed, broken the seal, and need to determine who this new Raiyne Underwood truly is…”
Babs: “Yeah, I didn’t do much of anything today. After all that chaos in Chicago, I needed a day to decompress, relax, and just stay at home, worrying about looking after the kids and taking care of the house. It was a simple time, and I didn’t jazz it up with any body swapping or sex swapping, but if Verde wants me to use this damn thing in mundane ways, she needs to give me better directions. What am I supposed to do? Lend my body out and look after the house as someone else and rank everybody by how easy it is for me to cook and clean as them? Because that’d just be stupid.”
Ken: “After so many transformations, it is almost novel to be back in my own body yet again. I almost forgot how strong and tall my body is, but the baldness? That… that I didn’t miss. Same thing with this kink in my back. Maybe I pulled something while I was Kathy. I’d blame Elly, but she knows how to be a woman far better than I ever will! Not that I wouldn’t love to learn everything she does. In fact, we’ve been talking about switching around every day, but we’re not sure as to how we should arrange it. If the order should be rigid, or if we should play it by ear, based on whatever we want, or switch it up throughout the day if we’re not really feeling it. Truly, the world is our oyster, and if we can figure out a way to keep things nice and spicy… then we might be able to do this for another decade. Hell, if Verde can get us some of that age reduction power, we could do this forever. …And I wonder if she can change our age gap. I always did feel like Elly should have been two years older than me, and not eight years younger than me.”
Elly: “I wish East Asia wasn’t so moronically homophobic. If you look around, you can find these thriving gay subcultures, these straight women who adore the idea of two men being lovers. But when you enter reality, when you want to actually be a gay couple, you’re given contempt. No country in this part of the world allows gay couples to get married, and even if they did, I know it would only hurt our business. I would need to go back to being Elly or Elias Estrella. We would need to change our dynamic. And just knowing that someone might blackmail us is… disgusting. For as much as I want to adopt this fluid state, where we change bodies and genders like they are mere clothes, I know this would irk me at some point, and wish there was some way around it…”
Nazz: “I went to work and everyone called me Nazz. My login was changed to reflect my name. My desk bore my name. And my computer… was my computer. Something newer than that piece of shit Besnik could never fix! The work itself was the same as it always is, but what once I saw as imposing, as taxing, had suddenly become simple. My years of knowledge, my time at Loyola, had imparted upon me many skills I once lacked. And with these hands, these virile, swift, pain-free hands, I managed to get more done in one day than I had in two of my most productive. Ever since I gained this body, things have been getting better by the hour and with what I have planned for tomorrow… that’s not going to change.”
Daisuke: “When I learned that this job had been forced on me, I thought it would be a three week project that I could work on early, shove out of the way, and have the rest of the summer free to do whatever I imagined. Instead, it is a fragmented project that I should not have started until July. By lunchtime, I had finished practically all work that could be completed before staging the actual dataset. Meaning I had two weeks where I had nothing to do but sit around and wait. Or, alternatively, two weeks off. I immediately told Paz about this and she… wanted to celebrate tonight with a surprise date. I thought it was a great idea, a chance for us to get out and make use of our per diems… but then she pulled out the VD 2.0 when we got to the restaurant, using the TS function. I begged her to transform us back, but she refused, asserting that this was ‘for my own good.’ I’m just glad she saw reason before we got into bed…”
Paz: “I feel bad for pushing Daisuke so much, but when a man as strong as him has signs of weaknesses, I think it’s cruel to let them go unaddressed. He believes in building the strength and determination to overcome all adversity, except when it threatens his masculinity. It is one thing for him to be me or another woman, but when he is in his TransSex form, he is just the most adorable little thing and refuses to accept it. I don’t know how it’s even possible genetically. Still, he might bark loud, but I think I’ll get him to accept this side of himself sooner than later, no matter how much he goes on about how much he hates being Dia. It’s actually making me love my time as Pas. Especially when we get to the bedroom…“
Haruki: “After yesterday being a major blah day, I was determined to get out and do… something today! Luckily, I had a great opportunity to get out and get wild with Gemma! After what I got up to a two days ago, I was more than hungry for seconds. I was munchin’ for thirds! But then I straight fucked it by bringing up the zoo for an option. Why? I dunno. But I cowered out and decided to go that route, even though it meant little Shi-Shi had to be my plus one. I thought it would be fine, it would be a good chance for her to experience the crushing disappointment of the zoo! But it was aaallllll worth it in the end, ‘cos I got to play with Gemma’s fat titties. Our asses might be pretty comparable, but her tits are the tits of my fuckin’ dreams…”
Verde’s Doohickey 2.0 Main Page
Act 1: SwitchY Swap
May 16th: Prom Pomf Pomf Preview
May 29th: Enter Verde’s Doohickey 2.0
May 30th: Let’s Get Swappin’
May 31st: Flare Family Fiasco
June 1st: Graduation Day
June 2nd: The Kurokawa ‘Sisters’
June 3rd: My Day As Zoe Xing
June 4th: Love in Seoul
June 5th: Sister Mother and Sister Daughter
June 6th: Back 2.0 Basics
June 7th: Assembling the Posse
June 8th: Anita Neukar in… Vivi Gaimz
June 9th: Mother Daughter Heart-2.0-Heart
June 10th: Daisuke and Paz in… Wacked Up Wednesday
June 11th: VAG Swap
June 12th: Terra’s Tomorrow
June 13th: Haruki’s Birthday Bash
Act 2: CHAOTIC CHANGES
June 14th: Jade and the Kuro Abigale Quinlans
June 15th: Aku_Mako’s E3 2015 Rundown – Day Zero
June 16th: Transform Sex Power
June 17th: Erotic Blitz
June 18th: An Evening At The Local Water Park
June 19th: Date Night Cubed
June 20th: Chicago Diamond Symphonia
June 21st: The Father’s Day Resurrection Special
June 22nd: Nazz and Liang Do Flare Industries
June 23rd: The Kurokawa Family Visits the Museum of Science and Industry
June 24th: Whatever Happened to… Yuccot Kikansky?
June 25th: A World Where The Gamers Won
June 26th: Bond Xing
June 27th: SSS – Sizzling Sexual Summer
June 28th: Lesbians 2.0 Gay Boys
June 29th: Caroline and Raiyne’s Cabin Logs