At first you’re a little confused. “Are you saying you’ve always felt like a male?”
“No way,” Lana shivers. “I would never think of changing out my curves for all those angles, or having hair on my face, or any of that stuff. It’s just that...I grew up with three brothers, and whenever I took baths with them as a kid, or saw them changing, or caught them jacking off, I felt like I also wanted something more down there, you know?”
“Don’t mind Aurora,” Amy says. “She’s spent most of her life having to make it in this world as a male, so she can only really conceptualize the penis as a male organ. What I’ve learned from having a penis so far is that there’s nothing inherently male about it. I think that’s why guys are so protective of theirs. It’s the one thing that still allows them to dominate women. But as soon as women realize that with magic, or technology, or whatever, there’s nothing to say they can’t have penises too, guys will have nothing—they won’t even be needed for reproduction. So they try to say that the penis is synonymous with manhood and use that to justify their dominance of women. Give me a break—do I look like a man?”
“Thank you!” Lana says gratefully. “That’s exactly how I feel, but since I’ve never experienced having a penis before, I didn’t know quite what I was missing.”
“Well you’re about to find out,” Amy grins, “because seeing you with a new organ is definitely on my genie wish list.” Suddenly Amy looks at you concerned. “Is that alright with you, Aurora?”
Amy’s concern warms your heart. You gently squeeze her breast. “This is your wish list, Amy; that’s what I specifically told the genie. Like you said, I still don’t fully understand what life as a woman, so you’re most qualified to make the decision. And I wouldn’t want to deny Lana her wish either.”
Amy squeezes your breast gently as well and gives you a quick kiss. “Thanks for understanding, love.” She turns to Lana. “Ready?”