I know this wasn't worth the wait, but here it is. Let me know if you didn't get all the parts. I haven't submitted this story anywhere else at all, and I don't plan to at the moment. But I thought I'd give it to you as a thank you for hosting my stories over the years.
Stephanie
DNA III
by Stephanie
Part 15
"Has she had it yet?" Paul asked anxiously as he rushed over to Jim.
Jim shook his head. "No, I was just taking a break. I just wish Julie could take one. I'm almost glad that I'll never go through what she is now."
Paul could see the wistful look in Jim's eyes. Jim and Julie had been among the first people to get the DNA Virus. After the change they had assumed each other's identity even down to their names. It was hard for Paul to think of the man in front of him as Anne's niece rather than her lab assistant. It had been Jim, in Julie's body that he had sex with.
Neither of them had come out of that encounter well: Jim had become pregnant and Paul had turned half into a clone of Julie. Everything had seemed to work out in the end though. Now, Julie was in the process of giving birth to their child.
"How long is it going to be?"
"A few hours yet. I better get back."
"We'll wait here for news," Anne said as she walked up the corridor after parking the car. Paul noticed she was walking a little hesitantly, but put it down to the attack they had just suffered.
Jim nodded and headed back to Julie.
"Did you tell him about Simonds?" Anne asked as she sat down.
"No, I think he has enough to worry about at the moment." Paul sat down beside her and looked at the door to where Julie was in labor. "I never thought I'd end up being a father like this."
Anne gave a small laugh. "Life has got a bit weird."
Despite Paul's nervousness at becoming a father, the events of the evening had tired him out and he and Anne drifted off to sleep.
Dawn was breaking when Jim put a hand on Paul's shoulder. Paul blearily looked around him and then remembered where he was. "Julie?"
"She's fine and so's our baby. Do you want to come see?"
"Yeah, of course."
As they headed down to Julie Paul asked. "How are we going to work this? The three of us I mean?"
"We agreed to tell our daughter the truth when she's old enough. The world she will grow up in will be very different. Her mother and father will be two women who used to be men and a step dad who used to be a woman. And that might not be so strange in the new world."
Julie smiled as they approached. She was sitting up in bed and was feeding her baby. She looked exhausted, but very happy. The baby was a genetic clone of her mother as Julie had gotten pregnant before Anne had given her the fixing agent that reduced the chance of passing the DNA virus on. Even so, Paul felt strange looking at his own daughter.
He knew that she was probably the only child he would father and watching her nurse at Julie's breast made him feel strange. I can do that, he thought. What would it be like to feel a baby of my own sucking milk from me?
"Have you thought of a name yet?" he asked.
"Not yet," Julie replied. "Is there any name you'd prefer?"
"I don't know. She's your baby."
"It's our baby. She belongs to all three of us and what I said before still stands. If you want to be a part of her life we'll welcome it. When she's old enough she will be told the truth. Unless you don't want her to know?"
Paul sat down on the end of the bed and felt himself holding back tears. "Of course I want to be part of her life. It might be awkward and it'll certainly be strange, but I wouldn't miss this for anything. I might never be a parent again anyway." He realized he was starting to ramble and paused for a moment. "Anyway, how are you?"
"Exhilarated. And very very tired. We both are, I think. Do you want to hold her?"
Paul nodded and when his daughter had finished feeding Julie handed her over to him. Paul looked into the sleepy baby's eyes. There may not be any of my DNA in you, he thought, but you're my girl and I'm going to love seeing you grow up.
Jim went and woke Anne and she looked in on Julie and the baby before allowing them time to sleep.
"I need to get some sleep as well," Anne said as they arrived home. "I saw you with the baby. You were swelling with maternal pride."
"Paternal," Paul replied with a smile. "I never thought I'd become a dad like that."
"Now everything is settled down we should look to starting our own family." Anne said as she slumped fully dressed on to the bed.
"How?" Paul asked. "I never froze any of my sperm and that leaves us with you getting a supply from a donor.
But Anne had already nodded off to sleep. Paul shrugged and stripping to his bra and panties soon joined her asleep on the bed. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It was well after noon when Paul woke up. Anne was still asleep beside him. Paul slid off the bed and stripped completely naked. He looked at himself in the mirror at the slim, young african-american woman smiling back at himself. Maybe he should try a skirt. It would be a shame to hide legs as nice as those.
Anne was still wearing her skirt and blouse from the day before, though they were looking rumpled now. Being careful so as not to wake her, he unbuttoned her blouse and then undid her skirt. Slowly he eased the skirt off and then moved up to take the panties.
What he saw confused Paul. The panties were bulging... almost as if Anne had a... a... With trembling hands he eased down Anne's panties and her penis sprang free. Was he still dreaming? He pulled her panties further down. Where the previous day she had been anatomically female she now possessed a fair sized cock and balls.
Paul swallowed and gently touched it. It was real, alive. It reacted to his touch and started to grow. Despite himself, Paul found himself grasping it and feeling its hot hardness grow in his palm.
"So it's real," Anne said. "I was too scared to check."
Paul looked up at her, "How is this possible?"
"You know I was talking about using the virus to build new DNA rather than just copy other people's? Well, I experimented on my own DNA to see if I could design... well, what you see now. It had all worked properly on animal trials, but I never expected to use it on myself - well this soon anyway."
"But when Simonds made you inject yourself..."
"I had no choice. It's a good thing you got the right sample. If you'd picked up one of the others I might only be partly human now."
"Does it work?"
"It seems to be doing okay at the moment." Paul realized he was still gripping it tightly, but couldn't get himself to let go. "I redesigned my body so it shouldn't react to the testosterone I'm now making, but we'll have to monitor carefully that one. Apart from that I should now be a fully-functional male. I'll have to run a series of tests of course, but I... ooohhhh."
Paul had started to slowly pump his girlfriend's new cock. Anne's head lolled back and she gave a little moan. He smiled as he saw the reaction. Even with the cock she was still Anne, just as he was still Paul even with his pussy. As he thought that, his own desire increased. He was gripped with a sudden need to have Anne inside him. To fill him up properly.
He eased her onto her back and then slowly straddled her.
Anne looked up at him in lust. "We should use protection," she said.
Paul shook his head. He knew there were no condoms in the house. What need had two women had for them? He positioned her cock at the entrance to his womanhood. His skin tingled with desire as he teased Anne, rubbing the head of her penis around the entrance to his vagina.
He ran one hand up his smooth, dark body and over a rock-hard nipple. He was aching for her, wet and ready. Then slowly he began to ease down and Anne's hard length slid slowly inside him. The feeling of penetration was better than ever before. Unlike before with Anne this was no vibrator. This was the real deal.
Anne cried out as she felt herself sliding inside Paul. So this was what it was like.
"I don't want protection," he gasped as he continued to slide down her pole. "I want you to cum in me. I want you to fill me up with your cum."
He finally reached the base of her penis and he leaned forward and they kissed. She was as obviously turned on as he was, her own nipples tenting the silky fabric of her bra. Paul began to slowly pump himself on her rod and the glorious friction only turned him on more. He gritted his teeth and moaned as he felt Anne gasping under him begging him to go faster. "I want you to knock me up," he told her. "I want to be pregnant."
Anne held him to her and rolled him onto his back. He wrapped his legs tightly around her as she began to thrust harder and harder into him. Her cock was leading her on now, demanding that she fill this pliant woman under her. She could understand now why men often let their penis do their thinking for them. It felt so good.
"Is that what you want?" Anne demanded. "Do you want me to fuck you until you're fat with babies?"
"Yes!" Paul almost yelled. "Make me totally a woman. Fuck me!"
Anne was unable to hold out any longer and with one last thrust she came forcibly inside Paul. He could feel her cock pulsing deep within him, sending million upon million of sperm to make him pregnant, to make him a mother.
The thoughts sent him over the edge and he screamed as he reached his own climax.
They lay together for some time, recuperating. Paul could feel Anne slowly deflating and withdrawing from him, but he knew he'd be able to revive her new anatomy. He could feel some of her cum leaking out of him, but he knew most of it was inside him looking for an egg to fertilize.
He couldn't remember if the part of the menstrual cycle he was on was his most fertile bit. It didn't matter. He and Anne were going to be doing this often.
"I should have told you earlier," Anne said.
"It doesn't matter. It was a nice surprise." He reached down and started gently rubbing her new cock, smiling when it started to respond again.
"What a weird world I've created," she said.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," Paul replied and was only mildly surprised that she totally meant it.
THE END of DNA III
since 12/16/07