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 28th: Lesbians 2.0 Gay Boys
Part 1: Transgender Therapy With Dr. Abigale Quinlan
Date: Sunday, June 28, 2015
Time: 11:10
Location: Casa del Dusk
With the day still young, Vidkun and Tony headed to Verde’s rental house, or as she insisted on calling it, Casa del Dusk. A luxurious abode that was empty with only three people inside it, and immediately after entering they were rallied off to… what looked like a therapist’s office.
A large window invited sunlight into the room and offered a look out into the expansive backyard. The walls were lined with wooden shelves and furnishings that, while largely vacant, set a certain tone. The floor was covered with a lush rug that did wonders to muffle out any outside noise. And the pair were sitting on a cushy sofa on one side of the room, a modest amount of space between them. Both were dressed casually in T-shirts and shorts, exposing their hair-bearing legs and looked on the other side of the room at their supposed ‘therapist.’
It was Abigale, dressed in a red dress shirt with a black cardigan over her, looking professional, while avoiding the more neutral colors often favored by actual therapists. She sat in an armchair with her legs crossed, a tablet in one hand, and looked at the two with a warm smile.
Abigale: “So, you two have made your decision.”
Vidkun: “We pretty much did two days ago. Sometimes you just want to be extra sure about these things.”
Tony: “Yeah, we’ve always tried to be honest with each other, but before we can be honest with each other… we need to be honest with ourselves.”
Abigale: “Neither of you wanted to hold the other back, force them into something they did not want and after… how long have you two known each other?”
Vidkun: “We met back in… 1999? Both our dads worked at Frederickson Motorparts. I was two, she was one, and even though there was a 9 month gap between us, we got along back then.”
Tony: “Then we were in the same class in Kindergarten, and first grade, and second grade, and pretty much stayed together ever since then.”
Abigale: “You two had an incredibly close connection and when push came to shove, to change your relationship forever, you both hesitated, not wanting to be the one to ruin it?”
Vidkun: “When you put it like that, it does sound pretty dumb.”
Tony: “Hey, it’s not dumb! And even if it is, we’re at the age where we’re allowed to be dumb!”
Abigale: “That’s true, on both counts. You’d be surprised by how many 40-something couples struggle to communicate things half as complex as that… So, what’s your conclusion?”
Vidkun: “I want to be a man.”
Tony: “Same here!”
Abigale: “Understood, but would you care to explain, in your own words, why this is right for you?”
Tony: “…So, we need you to sign off on things before we can stay like this?”
Abigale: “If you want, I could just change a few variables and get you both out of here in two minutes. But where’s the fun in that? Tell me, how do you know you’re trans?”
Abigale let out a shit-eating smirk as she said that last line, leading the two men on the sofa to roll their eyes. Both knew they had to say something, but Vidkun was the first to reply.
Vidkun: “Looking back on my life, I don’t think femininity, being a girl, was something I ever necessarily enjoyed. It’s more that I tolerated it, accepting it as something I had to accept, and skirting the minimum of what I needed to do. It’s why I kept my hair so damn long for so many years. Because that alone was enough to pass as a girl. Whenever someone tried to make me more girly, I bounced off it pretty hard. Hell, I didn’t even like wearing shirts that exposed my arms, because I didn’t like how thin or pale they looked. I always said it was because I found it more comfortable that way… but that wasn’t a direct truth.”
As Vidkun said this, he was stroking the fair hairs adorning his arm. Sure, it wasn’t muscular, but from sight alone, it looked like the arm of a young man.
Vidkun: “When you guys first turned me into a boy two weeks ago, I thought it was… weird. My hair was shorter than anything I could ever get away with. I didn’t have tiny boobs on my chest, and… I looked like my brother, Ron, just with red hair and without the peach fuzz. There wasn’t any part of me that just immediately clicked, no euphoria of finding the solution to my ailments. But after going back to being Vivi, after switching between them… I started feeling differently. The face looking back at me in the mirror felt less like my face through some dude filter and more… the person I wanted to be. A version of myself without the bullshit I’ve lived with for so long that… I almost forgot it was there in the first place.”
Vidkun looked off to the side, where a small mirror was resting on a table. He stood up to grab it, looking into his green eyes and pale freckled skin, grabbing his short hair with one hand.
Vidkun: “As a little kid, I feared that I’d need to be like my mother, gussying myself up just to look acceptable, to be seen as ‘professional’. While Ron was able to just put on a clean shirt and go off to work. He didn’t need to care about his appearance, only his work, and… I envied that. And I knew I wouldn’t have it.”
Abigale: “…Did you ever consider that you might not be a woman before assuming your TransSex form?”
Vidkun: “Yeah, I used Tumblr back in 2011. I thought about it, did some research, and realized that being a trans man would just make my life harder. It’d just inspire the worst type of harassment, and even if I did everything right… I wouldn’t get a half-decent dick in the process. I wouldn’t say that I was ‘a man trapped in a woman’s body’ or anything like that. I don’t even think I have the hatred of my womanhood to say I’m truly transgender. But weighing who I am, and what I want to do with my life… I’d much rather be a man.”
Abigale: “In other words, without our interference, you likely would have continued living as a woman?”
Vidkun: “I would’ve probably gone the full butch route. Only reason I didn’t was because I knew my parents would be pissed about it, as I was ‘their only daughter.’ It would’ve been a college transformation. But this… this is just a better transformation.”
With hands gesturing over his male body, clad in loose clothes, Vidkun ended his piece, handing the metaphorical mic over to Tony. Despite the forewarning, Tony seemed surprised when eyes fell on him, rubbing his fingers against his platinum blonde temple fade as he tried to figure out where to begin.
Tony: “Uh, can I get a minute?”
Abigale: “Of course, we have all day. Do you want a drink, a snack, or—”
Tony: “No, no, I’m cool, I just… You really made me think with that, Vid.”
Vidkun: “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
Tony: “It’s not, I just… lemme take a breath and figure out where to begin, because there are some parallels and some perpendiculars in our stories!”
Vidkun: “Perpendiculars? Tony, that’s not an expression?”
Tony: “Oh? Well… maybe it should be!”
Tony let out a hearty laugh at his bad joke, with Vidkun rolling his eyes and Abigale patiently smiling while poking away at her tablet. Only once he got the giggles out of his system was Tony ready to offer his story.
Tony: “So… I don’t really have a good story to tell like Vid. Growing up, people said I was a girl, and… I liked it. Having long hair billowing over my shoulders, getting to wear cute outfits, and all that jazz. I guess I was always more sporty than most girls. I liked running around, would play soccer and stuff with the boys, but this was the early 2000s, that sort of thing was… normal? There weren’t these rigid gender roles like in the roaring 50s, and I don’t think anybody really treated me badly for being a girl.”
Vidkun: “Meanwhile, every dudebro who heard I was a redhead into games and computer shit thought I’d be some Mary Jane bombshell. I should’ve mentioned that earlier…”
Tony: “Yeah, unlike Vid, I didn’t really mind doing the extra work to look pretty. It was just washing my face, putting some concealer or foundation on, and that was it. Anything else would get in the way if I started breaking out a sweat anyway…”
Abigale: “Your female form was also rather tall for a woman, at 184 centimeters. Considerably taller than the average man. Did you have any particularly strong feelings about that?”
Tony: “Uh, I liked it. Being taller meant I was better at athletics, and people didn’t make fun of me or anything. I was the tallest girl in my every class I was in, I tried to be social and friendly with people, and aside from a few racist assrats, people weren’t really mean to me. …If anything, I think I got more shit for having platinum blonde hair while being Black. I know it’s an anomaly, but it’s possible! I got it from my dad’s side!”
Abigale: “So… if you were fine, even happy, being a woman, that being your default, why do you want to change it and become a man?”
Tony: “…I don’t like to think about it, but sexism is still a pervasive part of the world, so there’s that and—”
Vidkun: “Focus on internal factors, Tony. How does this body make you feel?”
Tony: “Stronger, faster, and… freer. I can do things I physically couldn’t do as a woman, I’m huge instead of just being tall, and going from this, back to Anita, just feels… deflating. I would have no problem living my life as a woman if I had to. I did it for 18 years and I can probably do it for 80 more. And there’s also… shit. I think most of my reasons are actually external. Being a man would be better for my career and make my life easier, like Vid said. If I play my cards right I could even get on a college athletics team! And, as part of your whole reality changing thing… My parents are way less strict with me. As a girl, they didn’t even want me to own a game console, never wanted me to go out and do things outside of school or going to Vid’s house, and always asked questions about everything I did.”
Tony’s face grew bitter as he thought back to his parents, only for his expression to soften as he realized what he was doing.
Tony: “Now that I’m a guy… they seem to give me a lot more benefit of the doubt. I tried confronting them about this both ways, asking if they’d be this hard on me if I was a boy or if they’d be harder on me as a girl and both times they denied it. I thought this was just some manipulation from you at first but… I think it’s just how my parents are. My mom’s Black, she knows what it’s like to be a Black girl, so she is harsher with my girl self, and dads are always protective of their daughters. I feel superficial for worrying about this shit but… how people interact with you, how they see you, that’s all part of gender, right? And is there really anything wrong with wanting to change that?”
Abigale: “Pfft. Of course not, Tony. If you like how people treat you as a man versus being a woman, then that’s a great reason to live your life as a man.”
Tony: “Okay, good. Sorry, I’m not the best with this stuff. I, obviously, knew trans people were a thing for years but… I didn’t actually realize that trans men were a thing until, like, last year. I thought that, because girls lacked the Y chromosome, they couldn’t transition to being men and had to settle for being butch lesbians and stuff like that.”
Vidkun: “…Did you just not get how HRT worked?”
Tony: “I thought girl bodies just couldn’t grow facial hair, arm hair, leg hair, and I thought that testosterone was a steroid. I didn’t know anything about that until I heard someone talk about ‘a man who used to be a woman.'”
Abigale: “What’s important is that you learned.”
Tony: “Yeah! And… I don’t hate being a girl or anything and I’m sure I’ll be one a bunch of times with this body swapper but—”
Abigale: “You’d rather be Tony by default?”
Tony: “Exactly! Plus, this is way easier than transitioning ever was. No cutting away your boobs, you get a way better penis, and you don’t need to go into medical debt!”
Abigale let out a slight chuckle as Tony enthusiastically listed the bullshit he wouldn’t need to go through, her fingers still tapping away on her tablet.
Abigale: “This is also completely reversible, so if you ever want to change your default, you can just ask us, we can chat about it, and make the changes in just a few minutes. Now, are you sure you don’t want to let your families know about—”
Vidkun & Tony: “No.”
Tony: “I love Mom and Dad, but they just would not be into any of this, and… I want to keep some things for myself.”
Vidkun: “Jim and Tracey would just try to find some way to profit off of this. I’d ask Ron, but he’s in The Philippines. I’m not even sure what he’s doing now. I think he’s running a website and working on a farm?”
Abigale: “Fair enough. You’re adults, you might be living with your parents, but you’re not supposed to tell them everything about your lives… Actually, I do have one more question. You two were self-proclaimed lesbians at one time, but now you’re both choosing to live as men. …Don’t you find that a bit odd, that your attraction would change as part of your gender?”
Vidkun: “…I called myself a lesbian because I was, at the time, a woman in a relationship with a woman. I never tried being with a guy, so I couldn’t call myself bisexual. And now that I’m a man… I realize that I am bisexual, or pansexual. If I care about someone or the sex is good, I’m down.”
Tony: “We just loved each other, called ourselves lesbians and went with that label because… we thought that was right. And now I guess we’re a pair of gay dudes! …Are you still gay if you’re pansexual?”
Vidkun: “Pretty sure that’s how it works…”
Abigale: “That’s about what I expected. Now, with one final push… your default forms have been changed, Vidkun and Tony.”
Vidkun and Tony both paused as Abigale said this, expecting to feel something intense, to undergo a transformation or… something cementing their newfound maleness. Instead… they didn’t feel anything. Not a shiver, not a shift in the senses, nothing. It wasn’t even an anti-climax, it was just… nothing!
They waited a few seconds after realizing that nothing was to come of this and, rather than stew in their sorrow, the two men looked at each other… and gave each other a hug.
Tony: “So, that’s it, and… this is us now?”
Vidkun: “Yeah, this is us. This is who we are.”
Abigale: “Wonderful! And unless you two need anything, I’ll be taking my leave. Feel free to use this home however you wish.”
With a lack of ceremony, Abigale opened up the door and walked away, leaving the two to celebrate on their own terms, alone, in a home full of empty, fully furnished, rooms to do whatever they desired with. …And after musing on their sexuality, there was one particular thing that came to mind.
Part 2: Gay Boyz 4 Lyfe
Date: Sunday, June 28, 2015
Time: 11:32
Location: Casa del Dusk
After a moment, Vidkun and Tony filtered into the nearest bedroom. There was only one way to truly celebrate this momentous event together and, having avoided having sex with each other in these bodies, there was no better time than now.
Vidkun and Tony stripped, casting off their shorts and shirts, leaving only their naked bodies. The bodies they would have for the rest of their lives. Every bedroom in this house came with not one but two full-body mirrors and, given the opportunity, the two looked over their new forms yet again.
Vidkun was below average height and borderline underweight. His skin was pale, covered in freckles all around, and his ribs were visible even with his arms held by his side. He glided his slightly larger hands over his chest, confirming the lack of breasts and the lack of sensation that lingered in his tiny pink nipples. His face was similarly bony, lacking the layer of faint fat that once lingered, and featuring stray hairs poking out from his face, peach fuzz that could be felt, but barely seen. He looked like a pretty typical scrawny 18-year-old whose metabolism hadn’t yet crapped out on him… except for the giant dick that flopped from out his crotch. Even when flaccid, it was something to behold. It was far from the ideal male specimen, but for Vidkun… it both felt, and looked, right.
Tony stood impressively tall at 190 centimeters, and every part of his body looked like it belonged to an athlete. He had six-pack abs, pecs that poked out slightly, yet nowhere near enough to ever be mistaken for breasts, and arms that could easily lift 35 kilograms each. His legs, his most prized feature, received a similar upgrade, bulking out slightly while still being trim and slender enough to be unmistakable as runner’s legs. His feet were at least two American sizes bigger, shoulders were a good half a head wider, and just rubbing his hands over his coarser, hairy body… gave him chills. His silver hair was now kinky, no longer straight, and as he felt his exposed neck, reaching up to the clumps atop his head… he could not help but smile with his handsome new mug. He had thoroughly enjoyed his time with it so far, but now, knowing that this would be his true body going forward… it felt good.
The two turned to each other in near unison, both smiling from their inspection, and both getting hard as they anticipated what was to come.
Vidkun: “…I just realized what today is.”
Tony: “Uh, what?”
Vidkun: “June 28, 2013. The day we consummated our relationship as girlfriends. Two years later and we—”
Tony: “We’re doing the same thing, but as boyfriends! …I want to believe that’s just a funny coincidence but with Abigale and—”
Vidkun: “You ready?”
Tony winced as his boyfriend cut him off… only to smile. Now was not the time to get conspiratorial. Now was the time to make some love!
Tony: “Only if I get to fuck you in the butt. There’s no way my ass can accommodate that!”
Vidkun: “Fine. Not like I can really convince you when there’s 20 centimeters and 20 kilograms between us…”
Tony: “You’re goldarn right there’s not!”
Vidkun: “In that case, let’s get started.”
Vidkun crawled onto the bed, his eyes fixated on Tony as he presented himself, his bony ass pointing up into the air, as ready for eight inches of cock as it’d ever be. Even before the fun began, his dick was already propped up like a third leg. Tony smiled as he joined his partner on the bed and, after planting a kiss on the back of his neck, they began this new era in their relationship. Not as someone else, but as themselves.
Vidkun grunted as he felt his tight asshole filled so completely, convulsing as he adapted to this new sensation, but Tony reassured him, whispering sweet words into his ears and wrapping his arms around his chest.
Tony: “Y-You nervous or something? You’re normally not this tight!”
Vidkun: “W-We just need to work on it. It hurts now, but the first time—”
Tony: “Is never the best time. …And I can see you’re enjoying it, regardless.”
Tony looked past Vidkun’s shoulder at his dick, fully erect, and practically throbbing, just from what was going on in his ass. Tony could see Vidkun floating his hand over this, clearly desiring to get himself off, but instead Tony reached for it, grabbing the base of his cock with a firm grip.
Vidkun: “Gruyk! What’re you doing?”
Tony: “Think of it as a thank you.”
With that, Tony gave his first thrust into Vidkun’s butt, as he let out a panicked yelp. At the same time, Tony rubbed his large hand over Vidkun’s shaft. Vidkun couldn’t find the words as he was shoved into this position, but the faint laugh coming from his mouth was enough inspiration for Tony to truly get started.
Tony made the most of his newfound strength, pounding forward with his legs and ass muscles, drilling through Vidkun’s tightly wound anus, and caressing his mammoth-sized cock. Either action alone would leave Vidkun struggling to contain himself, but with both in place, he couldn’t help but moan. An act that some men might find to be emasculating, but as Vidkun heard the deeper cadence of his new voice between every gasp, it was just the opposite. Not a second went by where he wasn’t forced to acknowledge that he was a man. He shut his eyes as he imagined himself, his new self, from his sensory homunculus, picturing his form clearer and clearer with every passing thrust and stroke. Sure, he was still getting fucked… but there was no doubt he was getting fucked as a man.
As for Tony… he loved every single goldarn thing about this. As he embraced Vidkun, he felt the true bareness of his chest as their sweat mingled and stuck together. With a dick wound in such a tight hole, how could he not be aware of it every passing second. And when he slid his hand up and down Vidkun’s cock, he not only felt what his boyfriend was packing, but the size and coarseness of his own hand. A hand that pulsated with the same strength as every inch of this body, and felt like it could do anything without fear or compromise.
They wanted this, they needed this, and the results… were everything they imagined. They finished, and kept going immediately after. Over, and over again. Until they were laying in a puzzle of sweat and the bedside clock was inching toward 13:00.
With fatigue striking both of them, the two laid in bed together, Tony wrapping himself around Vidkun while Vidkun’s eyes looked out at the window and the trees surrounding the backyard.
Vidkun: “That… was what I expected.”
Tony: “Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
Vidkun: “A good thing, of course! …Is there anything else you want to do? Something to celebrate your masculinity or something?”
Tony: “Eh, maybe hop in the pool, see if I can start breaking my new records. But I want to spend today with you, my loverboy!”
Vidkun: “I don’t think that term works when you’re both boys.”
Tony: “…You know what I mean, ya dork! I love you, and I wanna spend the day with you.”
Vidkun: “Same here… So, is this the upgrade you were expecting?”
Tony: “You’re still asking that after what I did to you? Of course it is! This is better than when you took that crappy old 2002 Dell my dad got me and gave me that custom Windows 7 PC back in 2010! Everything just feels, and looks, so much better!”
Vidkun: “…Ah shit. You just reminded me that Windows 10’s dropping in a month. I’m not looking forward to whatever bullshit Microsoft straps into that… but no matter what, it can’t be worse than Windows 8.”
Vidkun then shivered as he remembered trying to un-fuck a Windows 8 machine, utterly baffled by its interface.
Tony: “Heh. You know how I know we’re really dudes?”
Vidkun: “How?”
Tony: “Because even now, with my dick spooning your ass, we somehow started talking about PCs.”
Vidkun: “…Yeah, I guess that’s not really a ‘lesbian’ thing to do.”
Tony: “Trust me, it’s not. …You up for lunch?”
Vidkun: “Yeah, I’m starving after all that.”
Tony: “Same here. Hopefully Verde’s kept her kitchen stocked.”
Under this newfound objective, the two slowly rose from their bed, the entire room smelling of sex, and dressed back into their clothes before venturing downstairs to make some lunch.
Neither had expected their life to take this trajectory, but after the most bizarre three weeks of their life, they had come out as changed people and… they were happier for it.
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
ACT 3: WORLDLY WONDERS
July 1st: We Lost the Remote in Tokyo!
July 2nd: Maid Café Mishaps
July 3rd: Pier Parties and Peaceful Palavers
July 4th: The Freedom To Get High At Burger Queen!
July 5th: From Nippon With Love
July 6th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 1
July 7th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 1
July 8th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 1
July 9th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 2
July 10th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 2
July 11th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 2
July 12th: Let’s Go Mexico with Haruya ‘n’ Da Boyz! Episode 3
July 13th: Jade & Caroline’s Austrian Adventure Episode 3
July 14th: Max’s Buff Quest Episode 3
July 15th: Utage Three-Point-Oh!