"I wish my vagina would close, and that I would get a nine-inch cock and in this and every other way my body
would be a man's."
This was the big one. Well, it was GOING to be a big one, didn't she say nine inches?
She felt her womb and her vagina and her ovaries clenching all together, as though trying to turn themselves
inside out. It should have hurt. It did hurt, a little, but not as much as it should. She looked down--
after everything else, she was going to watch this--and grinned.
With every heartbeat, she watched her clit start to slide outward, still hidden under its hood. It poked out
a little. A little more. She reached down, and gasped when she touched it; it seemed to twitch, and swell
even more--it protruded by almost two inches, now. She set her jaw, placing her fingertips gently at the
base, and started to massage it up and down.
Three inches. The tip seemed to be flaring, just a bit.
Four inches, and veins started to run along its surface.
Five, and she had to adjust her grip, wrapping her hand around the base of the shaft before continuing. She
looked down, and saw the inner lips of her labia swelling outward as they grew sparse hair.
Six. Oh, yes, what had been her clitoral hood was now clearly foreskin, and she felt something clicking into
place as one ovary descended into her growing ballsack.
Seven. Eight. The other ovary fell into place--no, they weren't ovaries anymore, she admitted to herself.
They were testicles--even as they dropped, they pulled back into her body, preparing for what was coming next-
-
Nine. A tiny, final change, and a little hole opened up at the end of a large cock, allowing Kelly release.
He clenched his free hand as he had his first male orgasm, squirting the mirror with streams of semen.
Okay. That part was messier as a man.
He gasped for breath, the tingles of the change finally passing him by. He braced himself against the wall,
looking in the mirror. He grinned, maybe a little stupidly, but happily. "Not bad for your first time." He
said.