He had no idea how long he'd been out for and when Bill slowly opened his eyes he
couldn't quite remember what had happened as he stared back at the gawping faces of his
football associates, all of whose eyes, he noticed uncomfortably, were trained on his dick,
which he then immediately remembered was not there anymore.
"Okay everyone, come on, stop staring. Billie's just had an accident, it happens to the best
of us," Bill heard the coach's voice coming from behind the crowd he'd amassed. "Come
on, everybody out."
Gradually, the other kids filtered out of the locker room.
"Are you okay?" the coach asked sensitively, as Bill pulled up his shorts.
"I've ..." he stopped pulling them up and showed the coach his privates. "I've ... look!" He
was shaking as he pointed at where his penis used to be.
The coach's eyes barely glanced at Bill's missing piece.
"I know," he said. "It's okay, but you've gotta understand, the other kids, it's weird to them.
I think they were just taking the chance while you were out to take a look. They're curious.
Everyone's a little curious."
"But - I'm a boy, I had a - I had a -"
"You had an accident. And it couldn't have happened to a less deserving person. Look,
don't worry about this, you've had your share of problems here what with ... your little
difference ... you know you can always come to me to talk, right?"
Bill had no idea what the coach was talking about. Why wasn't he freaked out by the fact
that a boy had just turned into a girl in his locker room?! He was acting like Bill had always
been like this!
"Now, get those shorts on, go home, and I'll have a word with your friends. I can't make
any promises about them understanding but, we'll work through this."
Bill spent the bus ride home in a daze. His mind kept going over the conversation with
coach, while his hand kept going inside his jockstrap, hoping maybe his peepee would
somehow come back. And everytime, he shuddered at that soft, numb, nothingness.
As he ascended the driveway outside the house, he was relieved to see neither of his
parents were home yet.
Erika was walking into the kitchen, carrying a couple of grocery bags, as he walked
through the front door.
"What did you DO?" he screamed at Erika, suddenly launching himself at her ready for a
fight. He knew it was her, could tell from the smirking look on her face.
"Whaddoyou mean?" she screamed over him, putting the grocery bags down on the
kitchen counter, beating him back with her hands.
"You know!" he found himself crying again.
"What?!" she said sincerely. "What happened?"
"I've got ..." Bill began, "... I've got ... I mean, my ... my ..."
Erika suddenly felt really bad for her brother. She'd never seen him so upset and she knew
that whatever it was, it must be what the salve on the jockstrap had done to him. She
moved forward to hold him, and though he backed away initially, Bill ultimately couldn't
help accepting his sister's cuddle.
"I'm sorry. It was a stupid idea," she told him. "It did something to me too."
"Really?" Bill asked, pulling away from her to wipe his eyes.
"Yeh."
There was an awkward silence between the two siblings.
"Show me," Erika, said, a little too excitedly.
"No!" Bill replied, putting his hands instinctively over his crotch as if her were already
naked.
Erika bit her lip looking at where his hands had flown so rapidly. "It did something there?"
she said nervously, wondering whether she was embarrassed or turned on by her brother's
secret.
"I'll show you mine if you show me yours," she finally blurted out.
Bill didn't say anything. He could feel his little baby gina squirming between his legs. Even
though he was clearly different down there than he'd ever been, he still couldn't begin to
conceive of showing his sister his private area. They hadn't seen each other naked since
they were kids, and he could barely even remember that.
"Come on. You've gotta show someone. I'll go first."
He couldn't deny, he was curious about what, if anything, "it" had done to his sister ...
whatever "it" was. He let his eyes drop to the floor as he said, "OK."
Erika acted like she'd been waiting for this moment all her life, pulling her panties down in
an instant and lifting her skirt proudly to show him her new shrunken privates.
"Well, look, silly!" she shouted.
Bill sheepishly raised his eyes and let out a gasp first at the mere sight of his sister with
her panties down for him and then at what now lay beneath them. "It" had clearly done
exactly the same thing to her as it had to him ... but ...
"Why are you so happy?" he asked.
"I have no idea," she giggled, wiggling her legs about a little and pushing her puffy lips
together, "I just love it."
She lowered her skirt again. "Okay now you. Do you have a little peepee now or
something?"
Bill kicked at the floor a little. "No."
"Come on!" Erika giggled, rushing towards him and grabbing at his shorts, undoing the
button and zipper.
"Hey!" he cried, embarrassed, but somehow he just couldn't find the strength to fight her.
In any case, she stopped fast just as soon as she'd ripped his underwear off. She practically
fell back with a gasp, staring at his crotch.
"Oh my god. I had no idea it would do that."
She stared at his face that was just beyond sad.
"I'm so sorry."
Bill suddenly thought he was going to cry again, but he soon found out it wasn't that that
he was feeling as he felt the kitchen floor growing wet beneath his butt. He could see his
sister watching him pee and felt so embarrassed but he just had no clue of how to stop it
and that's when the tears came again.
Erika suddenly smiled again.
"I got something."
She stood up and started delving in the grocery bags.
"I went shopping after you left, it's all okay, 'cos I was using tissues in my panties see?
And, but, well, they weren't really good enough. So I figured - I have a baby gina, it needs
baby clothes, so I went shopping, and I got me some diapers. Did you know you can get
them nearly our size? I guess some of our friends have something they're not telling us."
Bill heard a crinkling of plastic and paper and before he knew it, Erika was back in front of
him with an open diaper.
"You've gotta be kidding me," he said, horrified.
"Until we can figure out how to reverse it, I can't think of any other option. Unless you
wanna explain your wet seat to mom and dad when you stand up after dinner tonight. And
your wet bed in the morning." She gestured at the puddle on the floor, "Trust me, this is
far from a rare occurrence. I expect to be going again myself any second."
Bill sighed. "Whatever," he said, suddenly hoping this was some kind of freaky nightmare,
at the same time trying to shake the picture in his head of his sister peeing her panties.
"Lay back, I'll put this on you," Erika told him.
Bill moved across the floor from the pee puddle and Erika put the diaper under his butt.
He didn't know what was weirder as he looked down at his wet baby girl parts, his sister
putting a diaper on him, her own panties still laying on the floor behind her. Erika
suddenly walked away leaving him lying on the soft diaper. She returned with some of her
tissues, with which she proceeded to wipe between his legs. It felt beyond weird, and when
she was done wiping, Bill gasped as Erika suddenly touched him right in the middle of his
new vacancy with her finger. It was cold and tickly.
"Hey!" he shouted.
"Sorry, I just wanted to know how yours felt," she said innocently.
She stared at it a little too long for Bill's comfort, then finally lifted the front of the diaper
and pulled the sticky tabs tight around his waist. He felt dreadfully cosy in the absorbent
bulk, and couldn't help smiling calmly up at his sister.
"You can touch mine if you want," she said, suddenly feeling awkward the moment the
words escaped her lips. "I mean ... could you diaper me too?"
She lay back on the floor, pulling her skirt up over her waist, once again exposing her
privates.
"I know you've done this before. I used to like when you did it," she said.
"You can remember that far?" Bill said, getting on his feet, suddenly loving the feel of the
diaper between his legs. "I don't know if I can."
"Well try," Erika said, raising her butt off the floor and waving her privates towards him.
He grabbed a diaper and immediately managed to make a mess of opening it out, tearing
a couple of the sticky tabs off completely.
"Just get another one," Erika said, expectantly.
"Okay let's see," he said, bringing a fresh diaper to his sister on the floor and putting it
under her. He suddenly felt a few drops of pee coming out in his own diaper as he got
down on the floor. Erika giggled.
"You just peed!" she laughed. "You make such a cute face."
"This isn't funny, Erika," he tried to sound angry but for some reason he knew he wasn't.
As he lifted the front of Erika's diaper to seal the sticky tabs, Erika put a hand out and
stopped him. Her grip felt stronger than usual and Bill wondered if whatever she'd done to
him had done other less obvious things to him than the change between his legs. "You
really can touch mine if you want to, I don't mind," she told him, all eyes.
"I don't ..." he said, staring at her little gina, and absent-mindedly licking his lips.
"OK," Erika said, smiling and letting his wrist go.
Bill lifted the front of the diaper again, but suddenly, before pulling it up to Erika's waist,
he leaned forward and put his head down between her legs. He couldn't help noticing the
faint smell of pee, but still, he stuck his tongue out and licked his sister's little lips,
following up with a tiny peck of a kiss. He sat back, scared of what her reaction would be,
but eventually raised his eyes to meet hers as he pulled the diaper around her waist and
sealed the sticky tabs. Erika was smiling.
Standing up together, they suddenly looked at each other and said in unison, "That was
weird."
Bill silently wiped his little accident off the floor with paper towels while Erika picked up
her panties and put her skirt back on. After pulling his shorts up a little awkwardly over his
diaper, he finally looked over at his sister and said, "OK, so what exactly was it that did
this to us?