John kicked off his shoes and then shucked off his pants and shirt. Flopping onto the bed naked, he reached under himself and began to fondle his penis. After a long day of no luck, he didn't care. His mind wandered over the parts he liked on a woman's body as his erection grew. He brought his hand back up and started to grind his member into the soft, if wrinkled, sheets. It started to feel good.
Flipping over and sitting up against the pillows stacked against his headboard, he started to pump himself. Pre-cum lubricating his head, he swirled it around. His other hand went down to cup his balls. Sorry for himself and thinking of a woman's delicate parts, John muttered, "I wish I had a vagina to play with." His penis began to feel very warm,all of a sudden, and his body reacted by shooting a load onto John's stomach. He reached over to grab a tissue and wiped it up, tossing it successfully into a wastebin. John fell asleep to a warm and tingly crotch. "Jut a little nap..."
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Waking up forty minutes later with the setting sun in his eyes, John rolled onto his side to get away from the brightness. Odd, he didn't feel his penis flop over. Maybe it was cold in here... No, it wasn't cold. John stooped his posture a bit and looked down. Nothing. Nothing? He lifted his leg. Nothing again. Nothing!
Jonathan sat up and splayed his legs open. "A-!" He bit his fist. What was going on? Reaching down with his non-gagging hand, he followed the trail of pubic hair... to a slit. Both hands dove down and plied the new mound open. The young "man" stared at his vagina. "No... way." His eyes caught the ring on his finger.
Sitting there, looking between the only thing that made any sense and the craziness in his crotch, Jonathan decided to think of something to be sure...
"Make me male." He commanded the ring. "Hmmmm" He pondered for another minute, the unfamiliar scent of pussy reaching his nose. "I wish I had my penis back."
He felt the same warmth build up right as he watched the skin at the top of his vagina get more solid, more pale. All of a sudden his clit crept out of its hood and grew up six inches - becoming his penis once again! The sensation robbed John of his breath and he sat there with his eyes closed, panting. Looking down, again, John saw he had his penis, but also his vagina was still there! "NO! Not what I said!" He yelled, furious.
"John?" His mother called from downstairs. "John, could you keep it down while you play with your online friends?" She knew he said it was his teammates that were making bad plays, but she knew sometimes he was just mad at himself for screwing up.
Sitting there as a hermaphrodite on the edge of his bed, John took a second to compose himself. "Yes, mom!" He stood up to pace... "Sorry!"
Pacing in his room, John felt like he had to get control of the situation. He had no balls. Possibly worse, a vagina was in their place. He just wanted to know he could get them back.
He stopped and looked down. Holding his arms out to his sides, away from his body, he muttered, "I wish I had my normal genitalia." Maybe going proper was the best bet. He felt the warmth and was immediately relieved. He grimaced and crouched as his vagina was stimulated by an unknown force as the transformation neared. "Oh, wow that feels really good," Joh thought, putting out a hand and lying on the floor. His balls crept in and the mound dissipated.
That wasn't so bad, now that he had the hang of it.