It happened on a Wednesday. First information was gently inserted into everyone’s mind, information about what would soon occur.

Going forward people between approximately the ages 18 and 25 would undergo a sort of second puberty: they would develop into fully functional hermaphrodites. The majority of people will have this hermaphrodation occur between 21 and 23, with only about 5% having it occur before 20.

For males this would take the form of developing breasts, loss of chest hair above the bottom of the rib cage, a slight widening of the pelvis and obviously the growth of a second reproductive system, a female one. This process generally takes six months, though breast development may continue sporadically well into one’s late 20s.

For females, the main physical changes would be mainly limited to simply developing their male reproductive system, with few or no other visible changes. Development of the male reproductive system generally takes only three to four months for females.

These however are only the most common outcomes, and the tail of possibilities is long. For instance, it is entirely possible for example for a male to end up with an entirely feminine appearance by the end of this second major sexual development period. Or the opposite for some one born female, or anything in between. A person’s desires can have an influence on this, so for example a closeted trans woman is more likely to end up with a feminine appearance. These outliers may take a year or more to fully change into their new appearance. Though the majority of people do follow the rules above.

The last thing that changes is sexual preferences, those attracted to men gain an interest in breasts on men. Everyone gains new urges and reflexes related to their new parts, and mostly gains an interest in the parts they were formally uninterested in. These are again generalizations, other outcomes are possible, rarely some may find their orientation changing, some may become bi, others may go from straight to gay, or the opposite, such cases would be rare.

Everyone ends up with a dual libido, that is, it is possible to be aroused with only one’s male parts, or only one’s female parts. In fact at some point their body will “lock in” to one or the other, releasing a pheromone signal that will cause their partner to “lock in” to the opposite. Once someone locks into female “mode”, their male parts would pull almost entirely into their body to get them out of the way, much the same way they do in the cold.

The change that came was that everyone in the world would be altered as if this had always been the case, so those over 25 would all rapidly change into the hermaphroditic version of themselves, and those between 18 and 25 would land at some level of development of their new characteristics.

The warning given also included information that, at least in this initial change, people’s relationships would be taken into account. So it would mostly avoid leaving those in love unattracted to their partner.

Brandi McDonald is a 21 year old woman currently attending a local college working toward her communications degree with a minor in marketing. Today, she will get her bikini area waxed and discover what a few of her girlfriends found out, that going through a second puberty is not a big of a deal as she once had feared.

“Good afternoon Brandi.”

“Hi Carol. I’m here for my bikini wax. Is Mary available for me?”

“Yes she is and is waiting for you in room 6.”

“Thank you Carol.” Brandi said, smiling then bouncing off to room 6. She wasn’t gay by any stretch of the imagination, but Mary was special and took really good care of her when she came in for her waxing. She opened the door, hung up her purse and started to take her pants and underwear off then cover her lap with a paper blanket.

“Good afternoon Brandi.” Mary said, opening the door greeting her favorite customer.

“Hi honey.” Brandi said, smiling even more now that Mary was here.

“So, what brings you in today? Feeling a little fuzzy down below?” Mary teased as per their usual conversation before starting.

“You know it.” Brandi said, then moved around on the bed so that she could get the bikini area cleaned up.

Mary moved around the room making sure that her wax was ready and pulling out a supply of waxing strips.

Brandi relaxed on the waxing table and watched. She noticed that Mary wasn’t wearing her usual yoga pants anymore. She was wearing pants, sort of like the ones that nurses wear. She also noticed that Mary had a bulge in her pants that looked a lot like the one her ex boyfriend has.

“Mary, how is it having a penis?”

“Not too bad. Sure makes peeing easier.” she said.

“Have you used it? You know, since the change everyone went through?”

“My husband and I played around with it that day. He let me actually let me fuck him in his new parts. It was quite a power trip. I understand why guys like sex so much.” she said as she started to remove the stubble from Brandi’s mons.

“Did it hurt?”

“No honey. It didn’t hurt. Just strange to have to take my panties off and spend the rest of the day going commando.” Mary said, then paused while she felt around Brandi, making sure all of her hair in that spot was gone. “I will say that someone is going to have to create a new style of underwear, panties won’t work, boxers won’t work which only leaves boy shorts or those super tight ones that guys wear.” Mary said, while prepping a new strip of cloth. “Don’t even get me started on bras.”

Brandi was quiet while Mary worked then finally had to ask, “What do you mean about bras?”

“Ok, my husband for instance. He is a manly guy, you know, you met him that one time you were here last year. Imagine him with a pink frilly bra on. Funniest thing I had ever seen but it pissed him off to no end. Now that he has his boobs, he has nothing really to wear to keep them under control. You know what I’m talking about.” Mary said, pointing at Brandi’s full D cup breasts.

“Oh I understand. When they started to come in, I had to wear a bra almost that very first day. I was self conscious back then. Now, the girls have gotten me free drinks at most of the bars in the area.” Brandi said, hefting her breasts with her hands while talking.

“The only thing that wasn’t girlie, were plain white tank tops. They mostly do the job, but he still complains when he gets home about not being able to take his shirt off when he works.” Mary chuckled at the mental picture, her husband tilling the garden without a shirt on and his boobs all dirty and sweaty as he worked without a shirt on. He’d tilled the garden every summer for her family so that fresh vegetables would be on the table during the summer and seeing him doing it without a shirt or bra, was still funny to her. “It is hard to explain, but there needs to be less feminine bras out there for our men.”

Brandi laid there on the table, listening to Mary talk. This brought back all of the memories of her ex boyfriend and her reaction to when he suddenly went through the change suddenly having breasts, a vagina and all of the internal plumbing she had. Since she wasn’t as old as he was, she didn’t go through the change at the same time.

“Honey, you do know that you are starting your own second probity right?” Mary said, bringing her back to reality from her memories.

“What?”

“Feel this?” Mary said, directing Brandi to touch herself between her legs. There was a bump near her pussy and another just above the top of her slit.

“I would think that you are starting your own second puberty honey. I think that by Christmas, you will be done with your own cock and balls. Then we will have to see what I can wax on you and what I can’t. Now roll over, I need to do your butt.” Mary said, putting a hand on Brandi’s shoulder trying to comfort the young woman.

Brandi rolled over, and thought about what was starting in her body like everyone else. What would her dick look like? Would it be big or really small? What would it be like to pee with it? Would anyone want to have sex with her? Would she go crazy and try to force herself on someone else if she goes boy?

“I think I’m going to go and see Rick after this.” she said to herself as Mary took all of the hair from her asshole and parts unseen.

Once Brandi was dressed and checked out, she got into her car and drove quickly over to Rick’s apartment knocking hastily on his door.

She started to knock a second time, when he opened the door and stopped. “What?”

“Rick. I’m so sorry. I need to talk to you.” she said in a rush.

“You had your chance, to talk.” he said, trying to close the door on her but before he could get it closed, she put her hand on the door.

“Wait. I’m serious, I, um, starting to change. I really want to talk to you and have you, uh, do me, make love to me, one last time. For old time sake.”

Rick, who was dressed in a t-shirt and gray sweatpants, looked her over and opened the door for her. She quickly rushed into his apartment and into his arms. She was shorter than him so his chest hit her in the face. He had grown a pair of lovely C cup breasts that stood out from his chest quite firmly. They didn’t have hardly any sag to them. Brandi didn’t know what to do when they first grew on him, but now that she’s had a chance to reconsider her reaction, she felt a bit comforted by them pressing against her.

Rick stood there for a couple of heart beats, then reluctantly wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her. He became aware of her nuzzling into his breasts and that started him on his way to shifting into girl mode.

He quickly pushed her away. “Hang on, B. If you keep doing that I’ll go girl and I won’t be fucking you for a while.”

“What do you mean?” she asked him. Still not fully understanding what he was talking about.

“If you keep stimulating my boobs, then I’ll go girl and I’ll lose my dick for an hour and I won’t be able to make love to you like we used to.”

“Oh.” she said sadly. “So how do I keep you from going ‘girl’?”

He stepped away from her and went into his living room, Brandi followed along behind him.

“Let me calm down for a minute and I’ll try to explain it.”

She sat on the couch in her usual spot, next to the table that was between the couch and his overstuffed recliner. They had gotten them while they were dating. The chair used to be their cuddle spot, he would sit down and she would sit across his lap with a blanket over them both. If it was cold or raining, this was their spot. She almost got up and got into his chair, but stopped herself. She wasn’t ready for that and he didn’t look like he was either.

“B, understand, we as people have to agree to sex before starting anything. It’s not like before, when we were static and didn’t change. I was the boy and you were the girl no matter what. My dick, your puss, that was it and nothing ever changed. Now? Well, either of us could fuck the other with our new cock in our new pussies. We have to actually be in sync, compatible with each other. I just don’t know how that’s going to work without you having gone through the change.” he said, still sitting in his chair looking down at the floor and not at her.

Brandi sat back on the couch, defeated. “Rick, I’m scared. I need someone to be there with me while I go through this.”

Rick didn’t say anything at first, he kept looking at anything, anywhere except at his ex’s face. Finally, after he had given it some thought, he looked at her. “B, come here.”

Brandi got off the couch and went to his side, hoping that he would allow her to get back onto his lap and cuddle, she had a hopeful smile on her face. “Take your clothes off and stand here.” he said to her, giving her no choice but to comply.

She had spent many hours naked with him so nothing of her had been hidden to his view while they were dating. She hadn’t pooped in front of him, but sitting on the toilet while he brushed his teeth or shaving had been commonplace for them. She pulled her shirt over her head, then took her bra off letting it drop to the floor while watching Rick’s face for something that would tell her what he was thinking. He wasn’t getting hard yet, but she hoped.

She unbuttoned her pants and wiggled her hips to get them off revealing her panties to his gaze. She wore plain white ones today since she was getting her bikini area waxed. He started to smirk as she shimmied out of her panties letting them fall down her legs. She was bare before him waiting for him to react.

She wasn’t prepared for what he did next. He reached out for her hand and instead of taking her into his arms, he yanked her toward him and then spun her around and put her across his lap, her ass in the air.

SMACK

“This is for breaking my heart!”

SMACK

“This is for being so uncaring of my feelings!”

SMACK SMACK

“This is for not helping me when I needed you most!”

SMACK SMACK SMACK

“And those were for good measure!”

He had given her the spanking making her round cheeks bright red by spreading the spanking over both sides of her butt. She had shrieked at the first contact and by the time he was done, she was both turned on and crying from the pain and humiliation.

What she didn’t expect was for him to rub her bottom, then run his hand between her legs to her sex and start playing with it, working his fingers between her lips working the wetness around her vulva.

“I’m sorry Rick.” She said between sniffles. She started to move off of his lap but he held her down. He kept rubbing her pussy, sticking a finger into her hole then back out, teasing her. She stopped moving and started to let herself enjoy his touch. She was moving now, not to move off of him, but to increase his touch to more of her body. He seemed to know her body completely and he increased the speed of his touch as she rose in excitement and finally she came as he rubbed her. Breathlessly, she rolled off of his lap and ended up on the floor at his feet.