The unexpected Appendage
I woke up with a penis attached to my body. Maybe I was dreaming. Maybe I was still asleep. I could not remember how to wake myself out of a dream. I thought I heard you can't die in your dream but I did not know how to test this theory. Or maybe I did not want to test this theory.
So I decided to accept this strange piece of equipment between my legs. While I have always loved, okay often loved having a Vagina. I decided to go with it. Although I was afraid to touch it.
I did have to pee, so this would give me a solid respectable reason to touch it. Getting outta bed, I went straight to the toilet as I really could not face anything else. I was circumcized which would make since with my family of origin. Wow holding my penis was really strange. I kinda wanted to go outside to write my name, but didn't
Now I understood why men's rooms were so stinky. It was strange trying to figure out start, mid stream and ending urination stream projection. I was a bit sloppy but for the most part got most of the pee in the toilet. It was difficult not to reach for the toilet paper. Shake and go. A new concept.
Go where? I was still afraid of a mirror. I decided feeling my boobs would be a better transition. So I felt them and they were gone. Yep I had a man's chest. I had a non athletic man's chest which was a bummer. So I decided to go to the mirror and look.
Looking back at me was a gangly young man, I seemed to be the same age as myself. My bathroom looked like my bathroom but there were way more male products. I decided to forgo the shave as I was too distracted. I put deodorant on and went back to my room to change.
Luckily I wore boxer briefs as they were familiar with out the slit. I figured I would be called by my name as I had the female version of Gene. I decided to call my mom, just to see her reaction. Phone ringing, and she answers "Hi Gene honey, I am just about to go into a meeting can I call you back later. " She said outta breath. "Ye yeah mom, no problem."I muttered.
Hearing my own voice was a bit disconcerting.
I was feeling uncomfortable and again thought of the test for dreaming and decided not to try it.
Living alone in a studio was a blessing at this moment. "Fuck!" Class was in an hour. What would I wear. I found some jeans and a teeshirt at the bottom of a drawer and wah la was almost ready to go. Shoes and boom I was on the street. For a brief moment I was beginning to feel normal until I saw my good friend Jenna.
"Hey Jenna," I blurted out. She kinda looked at me like she might know me but didn't. Walking into the coffee shop I frequented, some guy grabbed my arm playfully and yelled " it's about time, dude. Come on we gotta get there before class."
Oh crap! What was my male counterpart into. Who was this guy and where did I have to go with him. We got to school, walked out to one of the back parking lots. It looked as if we were going behind a dumpster, when he turned and said "Okay go on." "Whaat!" I muffled out. "Are you sure we are suppose to be here?"
"What? Jack ass, Just go get it. You did bring the money? Didn't you" He said loudly. "ah ah I don't know"...I said as I pulled out my wallet and found $350.00. " Yeah ah I think I got it." Curiosity won over my fear and disbelief. Plus I could wake up so went with it. I walked past the dumpster and saw a small guy in a car. He slowly rolled down the window.
to be continued....