Melissa and I walked through the park together. With almost every step she seemed to blush harder.
“I’ve got wood.” She whispered, still in shock. “Is this what it’s like, Joey? Like, does it go down at all?”
I glanced at the tiny member poking the crotch of her pants and laughed slightly. “Try to think of something else. It’ll go down.”
“But it’s rubbing my panties.” She blushed. “Like... it feels really good.”
“Hmmm.” I grinned. “How far to your place?”
“A few blocks, but fuck!” She said urgently. “I’m just aching to see the little guy!”
“Uh... how about this?” I shrugged. “I wish we were at your place.”
Bam! Melissa and I suddenly blinked into her apartment and were standing in her living room.
“Whoa!” The goth gaped in awe. “What the fuck?”
I stared at her pretty plain home and noticed art and drawings all over the walls.
“This all your stuff?” I pointed.
“Yeah, most of it.” She blushed, zipping down her boots and throwing off her coat. “I’ll be happy to show you stuff later. Can we focus?”
“Oh! Yeah!” I kicked off my sneakers and drew down my hoodie. “I forgot about your little problem.”
“Yeah...” She whispered excitedly. “I mean, can we see?”
“Yeah, sure.” I blushed. “Let’s see the goods.”
Gulping, Melissa sat down onto her couch and grinned deviously.
“Well?” She said expectantly. “You gonna take my pants off or what?”
I chuckled. “Yeah, I guess. Hell of a first date.”
“That was a date?” She giggled as my shaky hand went for her heavy stuffed belt and slowly undid the skull buckle. “Shit, Joey, do you give all your dates erections?”
I laughed out loud as I slooowly pulled down her zipper. “It’s not gay if you’re a chick, right?”
“Fuck, I don’t know.” She laughed. “Am I like... trans now? Like, do I even have a gender? That’s kind of heavy.”
We both stared in shock as I pulled down her leather pants and the little bulge in her silky black panties presented itself to our eyes.
“Shit!” She gasped. “Look at that!” She excitedly lifted the band of her panties and gasped as she saw her little throbbing member. It responded eagerly as she slipped down her panties and revealed it.
Just a little dick. An uncircumcised little erection about half the length of my pinky and half as thick. I peered below her small tightened testicles and found she still had a feminine vaginal opening behind her nuts and a perfect female opening, lacking clit and urethra. Apparently those had merged and grown to become her new dick.
“I-I’m like both, right?” She blushed, hand over her mouth.
“Oh yeah. It’s all there.” I stared.
“Is it fucked?” She leaned down, touching her new shaft for the first time and gently lifting it out of the way to stare. She saw her slit, her balls. She went absolutely wide eyed with wonder.
“Well, it’s sure something new!”
“Yeah...” She said dreamily. “I can feel... both. Like both are turned on so hard.
I watched with fascination as she gently slipped her finger down her smooth balls and touched her pussy. She was indeed wet inside. Her little cock jumped in response.
“Whoa!” She realized. “I felt my puss through my dick. That’s wild!”
Grinning playfully, she took her index finger, thumb, and middle finger and gripped her tiny cock. She massaged it gently and we watched as it responded like a little penis would, throbbing harder as she stimulated it, the tiny tip bulging.
I stared up at her and she sighed dreamily. “Hey...” I whispered. “Do... do you want it bigger?”
“What?” She blushed.
“Well, I mean, if you’re gonna be a dick girl for a bit, we might as well make you a hung dick girl, you know?”
She stared at me and burst out laughing. “Joey! We’re sick fucks, aren’t we?” She put her finger on her tip and pressed it gently, gasping as she leaked a little sticky pre onto her finger.
“Shit.” Melissa stared. “Let me think for a second.”