A Better Solution Than Divorce

by Jennifer Allison

part 5

  

Jennifer

Dean and I didn't mind when our parents decided to spend some time by themselves. As soon as I took my first steps in my new body I knew the first thing I had to learn to live with was the strange feelings I had in my crotch with every step.

I spent the first hour just staring at my nude body in the full length mirror that was in the bedroom I was using. I had spent many an hour staring at pictures of nude men in my dad's medical books. But looking at pictures and seeing it up close and personnel was a totally different matter.

Fifteen minutes into my staring I tentatively took my hand and touched my dick for the first time. A lot of touching and feeling around my dick followed. I then started to scratch just to see what it felt like. I intently watched myself in the mirror the entire time I did this.

I finally decided to take the final step. I did exactly what Dean had told me to do. I started to picture my old body naked. As I wonderously watched I had my first boner. It was the first one I have seen in my life and it was all mine.

 

Dean

I knew what Jennifer was doing in his room, cause I was doing the same thing. Staring and exploring my new naked thirteen year-old female body.

I knew that in Jennifer's opinion and that of my mom my breasts were just about normal for a girl my age. What intrigued me was the size of the area around the nipple. It was a lot larger that than the same area on my old body. My mom also told me this area could increase in size or stay the same. It was the same with my breast size. It depended on Mother Nature.

WHAT AM I THINKING!!!

I don't plan on being in Jennifer's body for the rest of my life!

As I stared at my reflection in the mirror. My hands were also busy running up and down my smooth and soft body feeling every curve. Both my eyes and hands spent a moment at what could but certainly hoped never would become my spare tire. It really shook me up to think that the ovaries underneath my soft skin could eventually bring forth a baby.

This switching must be getting to me. I am thinking of having babies.

I finally took a look at every teenage boy's dream checking out a girl's pussy up close and personnel. I didn't mind that it was attached to the body I now inhabited.

As if my hands had mind's of their own my left hand was playing around with my breasts and my right was busy rubbing my pussy.

Before I could go any further Dr. Knox yelled. "Dean, Jennifer stop looking at your naked bodies, get dressed and come to supper."

I soon found out something that a girl knows from first hand experience and a boy has to learn it the hard way. Sometimes wearing a bra when you have breasts to actually fill up the cup isn't as fun as you thought it would be. I remember in the movie Grease 2 when one of the younger sisters of one of the Pink Ladies complained about having to start wearing a bra. Her sister's reply was. "Bras are something a woman has to learn to live with."

I decided on a simple blouse and shorts. I did notice my sister in my old body was unable to hide the fact she had hard on.

That night I also had to learn to sleep with curlers in my hair. To tell you the truth I don't see how a girl does it.

The next morning both of my parents had smiles on their faces at the breakfast table.

 

Richard

When I was the man of the family, I did all the driving when we went out for family outings. Now that I was the woman of the family this didn't change. At the lunch stop my wife asked, "Dear can't we stop for the day?" As she asked his hand was rubbing my leg and between my legs through my pants.

"No we can't. We need to travel a certain distance each day to reach our destination on time," I told her. What I didn't tell her was that I already made reservations for two rooms in a motel ten miles beyond the needed distance.

Dean and Jennifer shared a room.

As my wife in my old body and I entered our room she grabbed me and said. "I can't tell how much trouble you cause me by waiting so long for this."

All I said in return was, "show me!"

In less time than it took me to tell you I was lying flat on my back being fucked. We didn't waste any time, all we did was unbuckle our pants and push them down to our knees.

This is what happened the whole trip. I drove the required distance and stopped within fifteen miles for the night.

We averaged intercourse six times a stop. Once on arrival and once before we left in the morning and four time in between, and lots of sexual fun in between.

It was our honeymoon all over again.

 

Jennifer

Both Dean and I knew why our parents stopped so often. A couple of times I walked by their door and heard them as they made love. Also as with most motel rooms the walls between rooms are not that thick.

I didn't mind it one bit that my parents were enjoying the switch. As for me, except one problem, I was enjoying being Dean. As our parents made love, Dean and I would use the Motels swimming pool. Swimming caused me no problems. The problem occurred every time I sat on one those chairs around the pool. I had to have a towel covering my crotch. I had a constant hard on. I found out later this was one of the side effects of a switch between teenagers.

 

Helen

It took five days to reach our destination. It was five very long days for me. Just staring there at my old body for six to eight hours a day was driving me up a wall. The only thing that helped me with my sanity was the love making my husband and I did at the stops for the night.

As we drove down main street we couldn't help notice the welcome sign hung across the street.

 

Richard/Helen

Helen/Richard

TOLERANCE WELCOMES THE MCLEAN FAMILY

Dean/Jennifer Jennifer/Dean

 

Further down the street to our surprise was a crowd holding up individual signs of welcome.

The first words out of our mouths were. "How did you know what time we would arrive?"

The reply was. "One of the local truck drivers passed you on the road and he called ahead."

"I can't put it into words on how much it means to see you here," said Dr. Blaylock to my husband. "I was worried I would have to work as I was in labor and an hour after the delivery."

end of part 5

  

  

  

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