"My god, it looks like I'm camping," Olivia thought and groaning, she muttered aloud, "Just fucking great."
Unaware that she'd did so, her mind trying to figure out how to relax her penis, her mother told to watch her language. Giving her mother a disparaging look, glad that her mom, like everyone else, couldn't see the change Olivia had undergone, Olivia wished that she was home, that she didn't have to wear the stupid skirt and, not for the first time, that she could figure why only her genitals had changed and nothing else.
It had been about four to five weeks since she had first discovered the change in her genitals. At first, she was both shocked and elated. It took some getting used to and required her to relearn a couple things, like using the bathroom, but Olivia quickly adapted. There was of course some things that seemed odd at first, like that her panties wear uncomfortable, and it even felt sort of perverted where them, but, again, she adjusted. She got used to it all and has her penis and testicles grew, and then her testicles descended, she slowly came to realise, as the growth slowed and with the help of the internet and several biology books, that her neo-genitals were what a typical twelve or thirteen year old boy had.
There was off course some things that she couldn't get used to. Popping erections every time she noticed a pretty girl, and what she often did in the bathroom to take of the issue was one but one of issues she was slowly growing used to dealing with. The one problem, however, she couldn't figure out, which bothered her to no end, was that her change apparently had stopped. From her waist down to her knees, she was a pre-pubescent boy. Everything else was still still clearly female. Which was made worse because everyone still saw her as a girl. They couldn't see that she'd started wearing boy's briefs, that her pants were from the boy's section, that her hips, thighs and butt no longer looked like they would on a twenty-two year old young woman and that she walked, held herself and peed like a boy. Nobody but her could see what had happened to her, which upset her and left her thinking that she had somehow been tricked and left as some weird hermaphrodite that had only male genitalia, but everything else was female.
She'd tried looking information up online to see if this had ever happened to anyone, but the only thing she found were made-up stories and in the end, she began to despair. Looking down, torn between liking that she now had a penis and testicles and hating that nothing else seemed to change, Olivia noted that at least her erection was gone. Her mother abruptly interrupting her thoughts, Olivia listened as her mom stated, "Why don't you go dance with Michael. It's one of the reasons we joined this club, so that maybe you could meet someone. And he'd been trying to get you to dance all evening."
Not having the heart to tell her mother that she no longer had any interest in young men and that she would rather dance with Milly, the cute thirteen year old, Olivia sighed. Figuring that if she had at least one dance, it might shut her mother up for a bit. "Or, if I am lucky, we might be able to go home," she thought as she watched Michael approach.