Ron went to school, happy with his body, happy with his pussy, despite the whispers from the girls he'd grown up with about Veronica not only starting to get a beard, but looking like a totally hot guy. And the school records still had him listed as female, because bureaucracies are simply that way.
His parents had counseled him to work on that, and while high schools don't have much experience with dealing with intersexed teenagers, there's one thing that all bureaucrats excel in, which is passing the buck. Mrs. Ormsby, the admission's clerk, told Ron when he walked into the office, "We have a new guidance counselor, Miss Grievie. She'd like to speak with you about your, um, difficulty."
"It's not a difficulty," Ron said, but was still pointed to the guidance office. The door was open, and behind the desk was the type of woman who had the sexy librarian look and worked it, with horn-rimmed glasses and matching black chopsticks holding her hair back in a bun.
"Please, come in," she said, looking up at him. "Ron, isn't it?"
"Uh, yeah...."
"Shut the door if you could, dear."
Ron did, saying as he did, "It's just a little thing. I need to have my school records changed to show that I'm male."
"Except you have a vagina, and working ovaries. Are you sexually active?"
Ron looked at Miss Grievie. "That's, uh, kind of personal."
"Yes, but important to talk about nonetheless." She gestured to a chair. "Please, have a seat."
Ron did and she explained, "I've been looking at your file, and it appears your parents conceived you via a Chronivac." She consulted a computer screen. "Ah yes, that's what it says."
"A Chronivac?" Ron asked. "How would you know? My dad's didn't--"
She gestured to her computer, a battered old laptop. "I have a Chronivac of my own. It helps me in my guidance work. And helps me set straight troubles that other folk have caused with their copies of the program."
"There's nothing wrong with me!" Ron protested. "I'm a boy with a pussy, that's all!"
Miss Grievie nodded. "And there's nothing wrong with being a hermaphroditic poodle centaur who speaks Yiddish from her anus, but it will still cause some trouble with college admissions and general acceptance."
"What?" Ron gasped.
"Oh, you wouldn't believe some of the things folk have done with this program. I'm simply here to help you make a considered choice about your life and where you want to go." She consulted the screen. "It says here that you've always wondered what it would be like to have a dick like your brother, but you were also wondering what it would be like to have developed breasts like the other girls." She glanced at her own double-d's hidden as demurely as possible beneath her tweed jacket. "Let's explore those options, shall we?"
Miss Grievie tapped a couple keys and Ron felt his chest suddenly balloon out while at the same time he felt like his pussy was turning inside-out, which in some ways it was, and then instead of wetness between his legs, he felt incredible hardness and throbbing above them as he looked at his amazing tits.
"Your features are a girl's now as well," Miss Grievie informed Ron. "Most folk now call you Veronica, since while you grew up as a boy, you began to develop into a fetching young woman at twelve." She smiled. "I've specified with the program that only the two of us know the truth."
Veronica stood up, one hand on her tits, the other on her bulging dick. "But I was happy being intersexed!" she protested.
"And you still are intersexed," Miss Grievie explained. "Just the other way. I'm used to letting students try the opposite sex on for a change--and I sometimes do it as a punitive measure if someone is lacking in empathy--but in your case, it seems best to let you try the opposite intersex so you can make an informed decision of what parts you like."
"Uh..." Veronica stammered.
"Come see me next week, and if you have sex in the intervening time, please use protection. Honestly, dealing with life counseling is so much easier when I don't have to deal with teen pregnancy."
She ushered Veronica out into the hall and left her there, no longer the guy with the pussy but now the girl with the dick.