Shane looked down at his groin and was completely dumbfounded. He couldn't believe his eyes! The penis now sticking up out of his groin was less than a third of the size it used to be, and it was fully erect! It barely stood an inch tall and was as thin as a pencil. His former penis was a full four inches high and wider than his thumb.

It actually looked sort of comical to see a big boy there with this little teeny-tiny penis. I almost laughed, and so did the girls. We all saw the tiny penis move as Shane flexed his "down there" muscles. Then he quickly brought his hand up to touch it.

"How did you... What did you...", Shane stammered.

"Its a neat magic trick my mom taught me!", said Wendy in her normal voice. She winked at him.

Then in the deep Doctor-voice, Wendy said, "Pee-pee-itis is when your weenie gets too big because it is all swollen up. The only cure is to take off the infected weenie and put a new one on!"

"Take off the... WHAT?!?! Ok Wendy stop the act we aren't playing Doctor anymore. Tell me exactly what did you did to me!!", Shane said, with a little bit of anger and a lot of worry in his voice.

Wendy looked at me, then thought about it for a moment, then said to Shane, "Well, we all thought your weenie was way too big. So I took it off and put a nice cute little small one on you instead... Don't you like your new little weenie? I think it is really cute. I like it!!"

"What do you mean you took it off?", said Shane.

"I mean like this", Wendy said, and she picked up Shane's former penis and placed it on his stomach.

Shane was again totally dumbfounded, completely at a loss for words. He picked up his former penis, and held it up to his face to get a closer look. The expression on his face was priceless.

After he looked at his former penis for a few seconds, Shane handed it back to Wendy and said, "Put mine back on."

"I can't", said Wendy, "Once you take a weenie off you can't put it back on until my mom runs it through the processor."

"But I don't want such a small one!", Shane complained.

Wendy reached up and grabbed Shane's new little penis and began to play with it, rubbing it between her fingers vigorously. The look on Shane's face quickly went from concern to bliss. She bent down and brought her face close to Shane's.

In a quiet voice, almost a whisper, Wendy said, "Shane, I think your new little weenie is the cutest thing in the whole world. I just love it."

Then she kissed him on the lips!

Then she continued speaking, "Will you pleeeease keep the little weeeenie, just for meeee?" She kissed him on the lips again.

That jealousy feeling I mentioned before rose up like I had never felt it before. I couldn't stand to see Wendy kissing Shane and talking nice to him like that. I was very angry, at both of them. I wanted to pound them both, especially Shane. But at the same time I was also very hurt. I almost felt like crying.

It wasn't too long before Wendy stood back up again and stopped playing with Shane's penis. Moments later Shane regained his composure.

"So are you going to keep your new teenie weenie?" Shelly asked rather exuberantly.

'Typical Shelly,' I thought. She was always bursting in with some comment, and often at the wrong time. This girl sure knew how to ruin a moment.. But my fears were unfounded. Shane looked over at Wendy and smiled, she smiled back.

"Yes I'll keep my new weenie.", Shane said.

Wendy took Shane's former, larger penis off of his stomach and put it back into her toolset. "I'll have my mom run this one through the Processor tonight. So if you really want me to put it back on you, I can do tomorrow or any time."

I couldn't believe Wendy actually said that. Did she really mean it?

"OK", Shane said, still looking right at Wendy with a smile. He got up off the bed and walked over to Wendy and kissed her again. She didn't resist him in any way, and they held their embrace for a few seconds.

I was totally devastated. The one girl I wanted more than anything, was now in love with my worst enemy. I was ready to go home. I didn't want to see any more of this. I was just about to tell them all that I wanted to stop playing and go call my grandma to pick me up...

Then Annie quickly jumped up on the bed and laid down and said, "I want to be the next patient!!"

Wendy said in her deep voice, "Now, little girl, I need you to spread your legs open wide and let the doctor examine your pee-pee."

Annie said, in a voice somewhat higher than normal, "No! Mommy says no one is allowed to touch me there, especially dirty old men like you!"

Shelly said, in a voice slightly lower than normal, "Its OK, dear, this is a Doctor, and it is OK for Doctors to touch you there. Now do what the man says, and apologize to him for calling him a dirty old man."

Annie responded, still in the higher voice, "I'm sorry for calling you a dirty old man, Doctor." Then she spread her legs apart as wide as she could, and continued speaking, "you can do whatever you want to my pee-pee, its all yours."

Wendy responded in the deep voice, "Thats a good girl" and she approached the bed.

Shane, who was still standing next to Wendy, whispered "Hey Wendy, can you use your magic trick to put a weenie on her?"

"Uh, no, it doesn't work that way...", Wendy replied.

Just then we were all interrupted by a knock on the door. From the other side of the door, we heard Wendy's mom announce that she had cake and ice cream for all of us. We all quickly put our clothes back on and left Wendy's bedroom. We had our cake and ice cream, then played a board game together, then we each called our respective parents and went home.

CHAPTER 23: Teenie Weenie

The next morning, I met Chris as I arrived at school. She was still dressed as a boy, which kind of surprised me. Especially after the incident at the pool yesterday. Everyone knew Chris was girl now. So why was she still dressing like a boy? There was nothing left to hide. We started talking.

"I thought you wanted to be a girl.", I stated.

"I do.", Chris answered.

"So why are you still dressed as a boy? Especially after yesterday. Half the town saw that you don't have a penis anymore. Everyone knows you have a coochie down there now -- There is nothing left to hide.", I said.

Chris was quiet.

"You are probably going to get made fun of by still dressing as a boy now...", I said.

"Yeah, I thought about that already", Chris said quietly, almost under his breath.

"You know, it is kinda strange. Up until yesterday you would have been made fun of if you dressed as a girl. Now you will get made fun of if you dress like a boy.", I said.

Chris again said nothing, and looked about to cry.

"Did you tell your parents yet?", I asked.

"No." said Chris.

"Why?", I asked.

"Well there wasn't any time for it last night. We were pretty busy. Besides that, I didn't know how to tell them. Its not like I could just walk in, pull my pants down, and say mom dad look I'm a girl now.", Chris said.

"Actually that doesn't sound like a bad idea.", I said. I thought about how that might work for me once my parents got back home. Forget subtlety, forget talking. Just barge on in, drop my pants, and get it overwith...

Just then, Shane walked by us. He gave me a dirty look, but just kept on walking. As he approached the corner of a nearby building, Shelly, Judy, and Annie came around.

"Hi teenie weenie!", said Shelly.

"SHUT UP!", yelled Shane. He went to push Shelly, but her and the other two girls took off running. Shane chased after them.

"What was that all about?", said Chris.

I told Chris about Wendy's party, how we all played 'doctor' with Shane, and how Wendy took Shane's penis off and replaced it with a really small one. Shortly after I finished, Jimmy walked up.

He said, "Man, I can't wait till Friday when I get my weenie back! I hate being a girl!".

Chris and I just glanced at each other for a moment, but didn't say anything. After a second or two, Jimmy looked at me, then at Chris. Then he got a strange look on his face.

"What, do you guys LIKE being girls?", Jimmy said, in a raised voice.

Chris answered "Well, yes actually!"

Jimmy looked at both of us in stunned disbelief, which changed into outright anger over a period of a few seconds. "PUSSIES!" he spit out, as he turned and walked away from us.

Chris and I looked at each other again. Chris started laughing.

"What?", I asked.

Chris replied, "What he said -- pussies -- you know, he's right! We really are pussies. Or at least, we really have them now."

That got me laughing too.

Shortly after this, Andy walked over to us, looking very concerned. He asked, "Have you seen Wendy yet today?".

Chris answered, "No she's absent -- this morning her mom told me that Wendy was going to stay home today because they had special family business to attend to."

Andy frowned.

"Whats wrong, Andy", I asked.

"I... I just wanted to ask Wendy to please put my weenie back on today. I don't want to be a girl until Friday. I don't like this coochie-little-butt thing and I want my weenie back.", Andy answered.

Chris said, "I might see her today after school. I'll tell her."

Andy walked away.

Chris sighed, "Poor kid."

I responded with, "That really stinks what Wendy did to him. Totally unfair."

Just then the bell rang and we had to head off to class. The rest of the morning was pretty uneventful. I did notice that a handful of students, especially the few who were also in our swim class, kept starring at Chris from time to time.

Eventually, it was time for recess, and we all headed out to the playground. There were these somewhat friendly squirrels in this one section of the playground that had a lot of trees, right near the door of our classroom. Two of the squirrels were on a low branch, chittering away at each other One of them kept standing on its hind legs. I was curious as to what these squirrels were doing and went over to take a look. As I got a little closer, I discovered the occasionally-standing squirrel was a male, and whenever he stood, his little pink penis would stick out. Judy, Shelly, and Annie also noticed this squirrel, and walked over near the tree where I was. They were pointing at the one male squirrel who kept standing, and laughing.

"Look he has a little teenie weenie", Annie said.

"Yeah, just like Shane, huh?", Judy answered. They all laughed.

"Yeah, Shane has a teenie weenie just like a squirrel.", Shelly said.

A few seconds later, the three girls spotted Shane walking a few feet away, and ran over to him.

In unison, all three of them started chanting:

"Teenie Weenie, like a squirrel!"

"Teenie Weenie, like a squirrel!"

"Teenie Weenie, like a squirrel!"

Shane got really mad again, and shouted "I thought told you three to shut up about that."

But the girls kept right on chanting their little jingle...

Shane yelled, "shut up! Shut Up!! SHUT UP!!! SHUT UP!!!"

Another chase ensued. The girls screamed and ran of in different directions. Shane chased them around and around, never quite able to catch any of them. Given how much I detested Shane, I found the whole spectacle highly amusing, and couldn't help but smile. It was wonderful to finally see Shane "getting his". I saw Chris watching, and laughing, a short distance away, and walked over to her. I was going to talk to her some more about telling her parents... But just before I started to speak, Jimmy approached us and stole the conversation.

Jimmy said, "Sorry for calling you 'pussy' earlier. I just couldn't believe any boy would like being a girl. I sure don't."

As Jimmy was saying this, Andy walked by. He must have been close enough to overhear what Jimmy said, because he suddenly came running over to us.

"Wendy did it to Jimmy too?", Andy asked, somewhat surprised.

Jimmy looked at Andy, then at Chris, then at me. Somewhat angrily, he said, "You were supposed to keep it a secret!"

I replied, "Its OK Jimmy. Wendy did it to Andy after she did it to you. So it is his secret too. So all four of us are 'coochie boys'."

The four of us just stared at each other in silence for several seconds. I suggested we all head over to the clearing if we wanted to talk any more about this, otherwise someone else might overhear us like Andy did just now. I was planning to tell them that EVERY boy in our class was now a 'coochie boy'... But, on our way over to the clearing, we spotted Shane and one of the BB's standing about ten feet from the bathroom door. They were having sort of an argument. We stopped to listen.

The BB said, "Hey Shane, lets go in the bathroom again."

Shane answered, "No man, not today."

The BB replied, "Aww, come on man!", and reached up to grab Shane's crotch.

Shane took a quick step back and yelled, with a very angry look on his face, "I said NO!! Not today, alright?"

The BB said, "OK, OK, its cool man! Its cool..."

The two of them went their separate ways, and we continued on over towards the clearing. Just as we got in there and were about to start talking, the bell rang and we all had to go back to class.

CHAPTER 24: Forced Awakening.

Class went on as usual, then it was time for Lunch. We ate, then Chris, Andy, Jimmy, and I headed off to the clearing to talk. We sat down, and were about to start talking... But just then, Judy, Shelly, Annie, and Lisa all walked into the clearing. All four girls were smiling mischievously, almost on the brink of laughing. We stood up to face them. I had a bad feeling about this -- the situation didn't look good.

After a few seconds, Shelly bursted out, "Girls are supposed to wear dresses, not pants!!"

All four of the girls laughed.

I replied, "Yeah, so what's your point?"

Judy, "The point is, shouldn't you four... GIRLS... all be wearing dresses, like us?"

The four girls laughed again.

Jimmy, angrily, walked right up to Judy and said "I am not a girl!" right in her face.

Andy added, "me neither".

Judy, stood tall and said, "Oh Really? Hey anyone here raise your hand if you have a weenie!"

Andy started to raise his hand.

Lisa looked at him and said, "Hey no lieing!"

Andy put his hand back down.

Judy waited a few seconds. None of our hands went up... Because even though none of us wanted to admit it, and some of us didn't want to face it, the truth really was that none of us had a penis anymore. We were all coochie-boys now, we all had vulvas between our legs.

Judy looked around, "Yeah thats what I thought. Last time I checked, all boys have weenies, and you four DON'T!!"

Shelly chimed in, "Yeah, no weenie, NOT A BOY!!".

Annie, Shelly, and Lisa laughed just a little.

Judy continued speaking, "So if you aren't boys, then what are you... Hmmm... GIRLS, maybe?"

All four girls laughed. Jimmy balled up a fist, and brought his arm back, getting ready to throw a punch at Judy.

Judy took a step back, waved her finger and said, "Uh uh ahh, Jimmy... Remember what Wendy told you yesterday?"

Jimmy stopped dead in his tracks.

Annie said "And I quote... If you bother any of us, even a little, you will never see your weenie again!!"

All four girls laughed even more.

Annie continued, "But if you are nice to us then Wendy will give you your weenie back on Friday..."

Shelly said, "Yeah so you better be real nice to us!"

Judy paused for a moment and said, with some authority in her voice, "Yeah, REAL nice. Like DO ANYTHING I SAY nice!!"

All four girls laughed again. There was silence among us coochie-boys.

When the laughter died down, Judy continued speaking, "...And you better do everything we tell you to do. Everything. Or else we tell Wendy you were mean, and you won't get your weenies back on Friday!"

I strongly considered just walking away and leaving. But the four girls were blocking the only path out of the clearing. I already knew that Friday didn't matter -- Wendy told me, and Wendy's mom told Chris, that once you were turned into a girl there was no way you could be turned back into a boy again.

Judy spoke up again, "The first thing you are going to do is stay right here where you are, until I tell you that you can leave."

I decided I had enough of this crap, and started to walk off.

Judy gave me a dirty look and said, sternly, "if even ONE of you doesn't do what we say, we tell Wendy that ALL of you were mean to us!"

Jimmy grabbed my arm tightly, really tightly, as in grip of death tightly. He pleaded with me, "Please, man, just do what she says. Please! Maybe you don't want your weenie back anymore, but I sure want mine. Don't ruin it for me." Jimmy was a serious as I had ever seen him.

Andy replied, "Yeah me too. Don't ruin it for me either!"

I decided that, for Jimmy's and Andy's sakes, I would play along. We were all quiet for a few seconds, waiting to see what awful thing Judy was going to have us do. Judy and the other three girls were silent too. The wait was agonizing.

Suddenly, Shelly started to clap and sing, breaking the silence:

"Coochie coochie coochie boys!

Coochie coochie coochie boys!

Coochie boys! Coochie boys!

Coochie coochie coochie boys!"

Then the three other girls joined in, singing Shelly's little jingle and clapping in rhythm. They then began to march around the four of us. They sang that little jingle a few more times, and continued marching. Chris, Jimmy, Andy, and I had to just stand there and endure it... After a short time, they stopped.

Judy waved her hand towards us, and said, "You three -- all except Chris -- pull your pants down and let us all see!!!"

After she said that, I again decided that I wasn't going to play this stupid little game anymore. I was about to tell Jimmy and Andy that they were going to be girls permanently anyway, that even if Wendy brought their weenies back, she would not be able to put them back on and make them boys again. But before I could say anything, both Andy and Jimmy were already starting to pull their pants down. I wasn't about to...

"You too!" commanded Judy.

Andy said, "Yeah come on, just do what she says so Wendy will put our weenies back on".

I still refused, and was about to speak... But before I could, Jimmy, now in his underwear, got really desperate and began to plead with me for all he was worth, "Please please just do it, I'll make it up to you I promise, just do what she says!".

I looked over and saw that Andy was already naked from the waist down. His newly formed vulva was showing prominently, removing any doubt that he really was a girl now.

"Come on Jimmy, we're waiting" said Judy impatiently.

Jimmy quickly turned around and pulled his underwear down, exposing his privates. He also looked just like any other girl his age would be, there was not even a hint of his former maleness.

Lisa seemed to take special pleasure in Jimmy's condition. "Ha ha, big man Jimmy! Your big man is all gone!!", She exclaimed.

All four girls turned their attention to me.

Judy said, "So, you are going to ruin it for them, huh? Some friend you are!"

"Come on just do it!" Jimmy whimpered.

"Fine", I sighed, and pulled my pants down. I had been naked so many times in front of so many different people over the past few days that I wasn't embarrassed about it at all. It didn't even feel strange to be naked in front of others anymore.

The four girls spent a few seconds looking at us, from head to toe, as if they wanted to slowly take the whole image in and savor it.

Then Annie said, slowly and deliberately, "You sure don't look like BOYS to me...!"

Judy followed with, "See, just like I said, YOU'RE ALL GIRLS. Girl! Girl! Girl!", pointing at each of our vulvas in turn as she said "girl".

Shelly chimed in, "Yep. See, no weenies anywhere! Not even a little one! No weenie, not a boy!!"

Lisa said, "OK fine now let them pull their pants up, and lets get out of here before we get into trouble!"

The three of us started to do just that...

But Judy had one more thing in mind. "WAIT. One more thing. I want each of you to spread your legs open wide, and get a good close look at each other's coochies. Then reach up your hand and rub it up and down your own coochie, and say, 'I solemnly swear that I have no weenie.'"

Each of us did.

Then Judy said, "Now keep holding your coochie and say, loudly, 'I hate my weenie and I'm glad its gone. I don't ever want it back. I love my coochie. I am a girl now, and want to be a girl forever."

There was hesitation, none of us was very sure we wanted to say that.

Judy said, "SAY IT!! NOW! Three times each, loud and clear! Or I'm going to tell Wendy you were mean to us!".

Starting with Jimmy, each of us took our turn and said that line three times.

When we were finished, Judy said "Ok, you three GIRLS can put your clothes back on now." The four of them laughed again and started to walk out of the clearing.

You know it was strange, the first time I said that last line Judy asked us to say, I felt an odd feeling rise up inside me, it almost felt good to finally say something like that out loud in front of others. The second time I said it, this feeling was even more stronger, and I started to feel that what I was saying was true. The third time I said it, it felt completely true to me. I spoke with confidence and the words just resonated with me. It was almost as if, in saying this, I left behind my last traces of maleness and fully embraced femaleness.

As I pulled my pants back up and began to walk away, for the first time I actually felt like I really was a girl. I mean 100% a girl all the way through -- not just physically between the legs, but now I felt it mentally, inside, as well. And I really was glad my weenie was gone and was never coming back. As far as loving my coochie, well, I didn't need to say that, because it was already true. I really did like having that smooth slit down there so much better than having my boy-parts.

At that moment I felt so much like a girl that I swore I would come back the next day wearing a dress and would never wear my boy clothes again... But that didn't happen. For one thing, I didn't have any dresses. For another, as I had more time to think about it, conflicting thoughts arose. I still didn't want to grow up into a woman, and the more I thought about that, the less "girl" I became.

However, something had changed in me that day. Even though I continued to think of myself as "a boy with a coochie", part of me still held firmly onto that "girl" idea. I couldn't get it out of my head.

I noticed one other interesting thing while daydreaming in class after lunch... For the first time, I actually, really, truly wanted to wear girl's clothes. Not every day. But just once or twice to try them out. I just wanted others to think of me as beautiful. It was a strange, utterly un-boy, line of thought. I also started to think about different types of outfits and patterns and colors on them. It both frightened, and even thrilled me a little, that I was actually starting to think like a girl. But the fright outweighed the thrill, and so I pushed these thoughts from my mind and kept telling myself I was just "a boy with a coochie", not a girl. Yes, I was a coochie-boy. Not a girl, not a boy, but a coochie-boy.

CHAPTER 25: Shane's Blossoming

Soon the end of the school-day bell rang. We all left class, I found Chris, and Jimmy found us.

"I don't know how to say this, but after that... thing... we did at lunch, I actually kinda feel like I want to stay this way. A girl, I mean. Its weird.", said Jimmy.

That surprised me to no end. "You really want to stay a girl?", I asked.

"No, no, I said, 'kind of'... I mean, I still want to get turned back into a boy. But I keep thinking about staying a girl now, and I didn't used to at all", Jimmy explained.

"Yeah, me too", I said.

"Well I already know I am going to stay a girl.", said Chris.

"Oh yeah that thing at the pool, I heard about it. That was really rotten of the BBs to do that to you.", said Jimmy.

"Are you kidding? It was great! Now everyone knows what I really am!", said Chris.

Jimmy gave Chris a look of surprise and confusion. "You're crazy, Chris", said Jimmy.

Just then Jimmy's mom pulled up, and Jimmy got in the car and left. Right after this, Chris's parents pulled up. Chris walked over to her parent's car, said something to her parents, then came back to me.

"Hey you want to come over to my house tonight?", Chris asked.

"Sure... But I have to ask my Grandma first.", I replied.

"My mom says you can just come on over. So if it is OK with your Grandma, just stop by! I live right next to Wendy.", Chris said as she walked back into her parent's car.

My Grandma came to pick me up minutes later. She had no problem with me going over to Chris's. We stopped home for a snack, then Grandma drove me over to Chris's house.

Chris and I were outside playing catch, when when Wendy, Shelly, Annie, and Shane came walking down the street. We put the ball down and watched as they approached.

Wendy gave me a big smile and said, "We are going to play Doctor again, because Shane doesn't like his new teenie weenie and he wants me to put another one on him. You and Chris can come with us if you want!" Then she lowered her voice almost to a whisper and said to me "I've got something really special in mind for Shane!"

It was an offer I couldn't refuse. I took a look at Chris, she shrugged. I took that as an OK, and started to walk with Wendy and her group. Chris ran inside her house for a moment, then ran back outside to catch up to us.

As we entered Wendy's house, I noticed something a little strange. There were still a handful of Adults there, and there were lots of boxes all over the place. I wondered what they were up to, and decided I would ask Wendy about it later. We all walked into Wendy's Bedroom, and she closed and locked the door. Shane of course wanted to be the first "patient" again. But this time he didn't make us all get naked first. He just got right up on the bed and laid down. Then he reached up to undo his pants, and stopped. He glared at Chris.

"I don't want... HER... to know about this. She has to leave.", Shane said pointing at Chris.

"Too bad I make the rules, Shane.", Wendy said authoritatively, "Besides that, Chris already knows all about you, don't you Chris?"

Shane was visibly upset, and said to Chris, "OK prove it. Tell me why I came back in here with all of you?"

"Because you have a teenie weenie.", said Chris with a bit of a laugh.

"See?", said Wendy.

Shane sighed. "OK, fine, Chris can stay", he said as he began to undo his pants.

Soon Shane had his pants and underwear pulled down, and his tiny, barely more than an inch tall penis was standing at full erection. It looked positively comical to see a big boy like Shane laying there with such a small penis.

Wendy said in her deep voice, "Well Mister Shane it seems you suffer from Weenieus Smallus. I'm afraid the cure will require an operation..."

Shane said, "I don't want to play the game, Wendy. Just take this teenie weenie off and put mine back on. Please. I hate this little pathetic excuse for a weenie. I can't stand it anymore. I need to have mine back."

"Well my Mom didn't run yours through the processor yet because she has been too busy packing stuff in the boxes. So I can't give you yours yet. But I'll put a bigger one on you anyway. It just won't be yours", said Wendy in her normal voice.

Then in her deep voice she said, "Nurses, prep for another operation!"

The two girls got a sheet, and put it back up just like they did yesterday.

"HEY!! Can I watch this time?" asked Shane in a frustrated tone of voice.

"No. Its a secret.", Wendy said.

She didn't seem to mind that Chris and I were on her side of the bed and had a clear view of everything. We watched as Wendy took the biggest penis she had in her toolset out. It was not quite as large as Shane's was, and the skin was several shades darker than Shane's. This new penis was also un-circumsized. She got out the odd "eyelash-curler with long pliers handles" tool, put it around Shane's micro-penis, and proceeded to remove it. She painted the magic healing glue on, and stuck the large, dark, uncircumcised penis onto Shane.

The two girls pulled the sheet away again.

"What the hell kind of weenie is that", Shane yelled, "Its black and has no head!".

"Well it isn't black, I'd say its more of a darker brown. And the head is right here," said Wendy as she pulled the foreskin of Shane's new weenie down, "besides that it was the biggest weenie I had. All the others are smaller than this one.", said Wendy.

"I WANT A NORMAL ONE. NOW!!!", said Shane with a raised voice, really starting to get angry.

Wendy motioned to the two girls, and the sheet went up again.

Wendy found an average-sized penis. Average for our age group at least -- it was about 3 inches long, circumsized, with the same color skin as Shane. It would still be a bit small for a boy Shane's age though. Wendy put her tool around Shane's new large dark uncircumcised penis, slowly squeezed the handles, and the penis came off with a bit of a jump. It was interesting to me, to see the whole thing happen this close. Funny thing too, watching her remove the penis like that made my vulva feel warm and wet and gave me just a touch of a thrill. I wished Wendy would let me squeeze the handles and take Shane's penis off. Somehow, taking Shane's penis off just seemed the right thing to do. Its funny because I definitely didn't feel that way about Jimmy and Andy when Wendy did them. I guessed these feelings were because I disliked Shane so much.

Wendy continued with her work. She pained the magic healing glue on, and stuck the new penis onto Shane. The sheet went back down.

Shane took a look at it, but was still angry, "Thats perfect except for one thing -- ITS TOO SMALL!!!", he yelled. Shane was really starting to get agitated. We could all tell by the look on his face. Shane started to sit up in the bed. We all took a step back. None of us were sure what he was going to do. But we all knew he was a lot bigger and stronger than we were, and given his track record of being cruel bully, none of us wanted to find out!

Wendy quickly re-gained control of the situation.

"OK, OK, OK, Shane", Wendy said calmly, "Lay back down. I'll tell you what. I'll do something really special for you. I'll put my very favorite weenie on you. I am pretty sure you will like it. I really am."

I could only assume she meant my penis -- because she said it was her favorite. That really pissed me off, even more than Wendy and Shane kissing yesterday. The last thing I wanted was for Shane to have MY penis. Even if it was only temporarily. I was about to protest, but Wendy put her hand up to her mouth to signal "keep quiet". I almost didn't listen to her and still complained... But then I decided to just be quiet and watch...

Wendy said, "Oh, and remember how I said it would feel really good yesterday? Well this time it will. OK?"

"OK", Shane said, calming back down. He laid back down on the bed.

"Assistants, raise the shield", said Wendy. The sheet went back up.

Wendy put the tool onto Shane's penis again. She slowly squeezed the handles closed. Soon, with a "pop", Shane's penis came right off again. She took the penis out, painted the preserver on it, then opened the Gynoaccel...

Now I suddenly realized what she had in mind. I actually almost stopped her. Almost... But then I remembered the conversation we had yesterday, and how horribly mean and cruel Shane had always been to me, and to others. How richly Shane deserved all of this. Instead of stopping her, I looked at her and nodded a "yes".

We watched, intently, as Wendy painted the Gynoaccel onto the wet blood-red blotch where Shane's penis used to be.

Shane let out a quiet moan, "Oooohhhh yeah that feels sooooooo good..."

Seconds later I got to see the transformation that happened to me only days before. Shane's balls slowly disappeared as they were sucked into his body. A vertical depression formed down the middle of his scrotum, and soon a red line formed in the middle of it as it tore open and became a gash. The gash expanded, growing upwards, totally swallowing up the red blotch where Shane's penis used to be, and growing downwards almost to his asshole.

Shane half spoke, half moaned, "Oh yeah keep doing that."

The gash began to shrink and narrow a bit. It started to look more and more vulva-like. Ridges formed on the edge of the gash, and at the top where they met, a little pink pea popped out. The pink pea was visible there for a few seconds as the ridges became more formed and pronounced. But then it got sucked in and the ridges fused together around it, forming a single large ridge there at the top of Shane's new slit. At the same time, the lower parts of the ridges began to close up and look more and more like a girl's labia would. The gash continued to get narrower and shrink a little more in size. After a few more seconds of this everything calmed down and it all stopped moving. Shane's groin now looked exactly like the groin of any other girl in the room would. Totally female. Not a trace of his former balls or penis anywhere.

"All done. Wait till you see this! It's fantastic!!", Wendy said.

The two girls pulled the sheet off once again.

Shane looked down and was totally shocked to see NOTHING sticking up down there at all! Not even his balls. He was totally smooth. He sat up a little to get a better look, and then realized that he was a girl now. He couldn't believe his eyes and brought his hands up there to feel around. His fingers only confirmed what his eyes saw. He really was a girl now.

"YOU TURNED ME INTO A GIRL!", Shane shouted, "My weenie is totally gone!! You told me you were going to put your favorite weenie on me!!!"

"That is my favorite weenie!", Wendy exclaimed, "My favorite weenie is... NO WEENIE AT ALL!!"

"Make me a boy again", said Shane.

"Don't you want to try playing with it or peeing from it?" said Wendy.

"NO!!!", said Shane.

"OK, Shane, I promise I will turn you back into a boy... But I can't do it until Friday.", Wendy said, attempting to use the same trick she used on the boys at school.

Shane became really upset, "Turn me back into a boy!" he said slowly and with a raised voice.

"Shane, I already told you, I can't do that until Friday.", said Wendy.

"NOW!" Shane yelled.

"Shane, I can't...", said Wendy calmly.

Shane sat up and glared at Wendy. Wendy quickly reached down and grabbed Shane's former penis out of the toolset, and took a step back from the bed. Shane then got up off the bed, stood up, and lunged at Wendy, trying to grab her. But Wendy quickly darted out of the way. Shane lost his balance and fell. Wendy took a few more quick steps back and was now in the corner of the room, several feet away from the bed and Shane. He quickly struggled to get back up on his feet, glaring at Wendy with a look of pure murder in his eyes. Wendy looked quite scared. The rest of us were standing around like deer in the headlights.

As Shane got back up on his feet, Wendy did something really odd. She took Shane's former penis up to her mouth, put the tip about an inch in, prominently showed her teeth, and lightly bit down on the penis.

Shane immediately froze and said, "What are you doing?"

Annie said "If you don't stop, right now, Wendy is going to EAT your weenie. Then you will never get it back not even on Friday."

Shelly chimed in, "Yeah, bite it in half, and gobble it all up, and you'll be a girl forever."

Shane took one more step towards Wendy. She responded by biting down really hard on his penis. We could all see the penis getting flat and mis-formed by her teeth pressing into it. Shane looked down between his legs, then up at Wendy, then between his legs again. He took a step back, and sat down on the bed, defeated.

"OK, you win", Shane said, "I yield".

Wendy took Shane's former penis out of her mouth, and walked back over towards the bed to get her toolset. As soon as she got close enough, though, Shane lunged out and grabbed her. This time Annie, Shelly, and I were ready. We all started to punch Shane. A second later, Shane let go of Wendy and put his hands up over his face to prevent us from hitting him there. Shelly tried to punch him in the stomach, but he moved, and her punch was deflected, and it hit him in the groin instead.

Shane groaned a bit but then said, "Idiot! You took my balls away you can't hurt me there anymore!"

Shane stopped trying to move, and in response we all stopped hitting him. But we all continued to hold him down. Wendy was in the corner of the room and she looked really mad. I had never seen her so mad before.

"Shane, YOU are the idiot.", Wendy said sternly, "We warned you. But you didn't listen. You can forget about Friday. Hope you like your coochie because you will never, ever, be a boy again."

"No no no wait!", said Shane quickly, "Don't eat my weenie! I'll do anything -- anything you want!"

"Too late for that, coochie boy!", Wendy said, "Besides that, its not your weenie anymore. You are a girl, and girls don't have weenies. And I am not going to eat it. But you will NEVER see it again. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go brush my teeth."

Wendy walked out the room, with Shane's penis in her hand. Shane just sat there in silence, looking down at his now-female groin in disbelief. The rest of us also just stood their in silence, none of us quite sure what to say.

Finally after a time Shane spoke up, "What do I do? I don't know how to act like a girl."

Even though I still hated him for all the crap he had done in the past, I couldn't help but feel some compassion for him. I guess because not too long ago I was in the exact same predicament he was in now.

I answered him, "Just keep right on going, like you were still a boy. No one will ever know the difference unless they see you naked."

"But what about..." Shane stopped in mid-sentence and said no more.

We were all quiet for a short time. Then Shelly said, "Hey Shane, you know you can make a coochie feel really good? Better than your weenie ever felt, I bet!"

That got Shane's attention. "Show me", he said.

Shelly reached up and started to play with Shane's vulva. She ran her fingers up his new slit, around the top, and back down, and kept doing that for a few seconds. Soon Shane had a look of bliss on his face.

"Oh, keep doing that!" he said, as he tried to lay back down on the bed.

We finally let go of him, and he laid back down and spread his legs open wide. Shelly kept up her onslaught on Shane's new vulva. Pretty soon Shane started to really moan, and his vulva started to move and convulse on its own. After several seconds, Shane's vulva stopped moving and his moaning quieted down. He just sat there with his eyes closed, unmoving, and breathing kind of fast.

Right about then, Wendy came back in to her bedroom with us. She glared at Shane, and said "Get your clothes on and get out of my house, Shane, and never come back. I never want to see you again. You better never bother me or any of my friends again, either, or we will tell the whole school that you are a girl now."

Shane quietly dressed and walked out. After Shane left, Wendy asked me to take my clothes off and get up on the bed. I did. Wendy and the other girls played with my vulva much like Shelly did for Shane. It felt incredible. One by one, each of us took turns being the "patient". The others would stimulate the patient's vulva and make them feel good for a short time, then it was the next girl's turn. Each of us got to be the patient a few times. We must have "played Doctor" with each other for well over an hour. I learned all sorts of different ways to play with my own vulva and to play with other girl's vulvas. I enjoyed wave after wave of pleasure as the girls stimulated me, and also enjoyed stimulating them. It was the most wonderful playtime I had ever had in my entire life. Way better than anything I had ever experienced when I was still a boy. I was so happy that I was a girl now and was able to experience pleasure like this.

Only minutes after we got our clothes back on, there was a knock on the door. It was Wendy's Mom. She said it was time for Shelly and Annie to go home. I was about to call my Grandma, but Wendy's mom said I could stay longer if I wanted to. Wendy was urging me to stay just a little while longer. So I did. Chris went home right after this. I was going to go with her, but she said I could just stay here with Wendy if I wanted to.

CHAPTER 26: My Wish Fulfilled

Wendy's mom said, "I'll leave the two of you alone. If you need anything, just yell for me."

She left the room and closed the door behind her. Wendy locked it. Now it was just her and I, all by ourselves. I was finally alone with her like I had wanted to be for so long...

"We did it!!!", Wendy said.

Then she ran up, wrapped her arms around me, and kissed me. Not on the cheeks but right on the lips. I was a little startled at first, because that was completely unexpected. But I didn't resist it any way. Wendy held the kiss for a little while, and to my surprise, it felt really good. I never knew kissing would be like that.

When she released me, I returned the favor and kissed her back. We kissed a couple more times.

Then Wendy said, "I wish I would not have turned you into a girl. If you were still a boy, I would marry you right now!"

I was flattered, and at the same time saddened. Because now that I was no longer a boy, there was no way I could get married to Wendy when I grew up.

"Well, we are too young to get married anyway", I said to her, "but I do love you."

"Really?" asked Wendy.

"Yes. Very much." I answered.

"Wow...", said Wendy, "I would have never guessed. I'm glad you told me, because I always kinda liked you too."

We were both quiet for several seconds.

Then Wendy bursted out, "Hey you want to go swimming? We have this really neat warm pool and it is inside the house!"

"Well, I would, but I don't have a swimming suit", I answered.

"We don't wear swimming suits here.", said Wendy, "Swimming suits are only for when you are at other people's pools. But when you are home, you are supposed to go swimming naked."

I had never heard anyone say it quite like that before. But it did sound fun to swim naked. Especially with Wendy. So I decided I would go with it.

"Sure, lets go swimming", I said.

We walked out of her bedroom, and through the house. The boxes were still all over the place, but all the adults were gone. I didn't even see William or Denise. Just Wendy's mom was here. Wendy told her that we were going to go swimming. She said that was fine.

We were in the pool for several minutes. Wendy and I played together, splashed each other, and did the things kids usually do in the pool. I had totally forgotten that I was naked. But then Wendy's mom came in and I immediately became aware of it. I quickly sat down in the water and didn't want to get back up, because I didn't want Wendy's mom to see me.

Wendy's mom asked if it was OK for her to join us. I wasn't sure. But something Wendy said persuaded me:

"My mom knows some neat tricks we can do with our coochies. She will show you if you want", she said.

"OK", I said.

Wendy's mom said to me, "Yes, I do know some neat tricks. Also, I can answer any questions you have about being a girl."

She undressed and got in the water with us. Wendy's mom was thin and very beautiful. She had medium sized boobs, which kind of floated in the water when she first got in. She didn't have any hair on her vulva, which was strange because I saw my mom naked once and she had a lot of hair down there. She swam over to where Wendy and I were.

"Is it OK with you for me to touch your coochie? It is OK if you don't want me too...", Wendy's mom said to me.

I thought about it, and it felt a little strange to let an adult touch me there. But I remembered how good it felt earlier when we were all playing Doctor, and decided to let her.

"OK", I said.

Wendy's mom motioned both of us over to the shallow end of the pool. She told me to lay back on the stairs. I did. She spread open my legs, and went to work on my vulva. It started to feel really good again, just like when we were playing Doctor. As I was in the height of pleasure, Wendy's mom started saying things to me.

"Don't you love having a coochie?", she asked.

"Yes", I answered, almost unable to speak because of all the pleasure I was feeling.

"You know, your weenie could never make you feel like this. Aren't you glad your weenie is gone, and you have a coochie now instead?", she said.

I was so lost in pleasure that I was barely able to listen to her. I nodded a yes. She kept up the stimulation to my vulva.

"Those poor boys can never feel this good. Aren't you glad you are a girl now?", she said.

I again gave a weak nod. She knew exactly how to touch my vulva, and exactly when, to make the pleasure the best it could be.

"Weenies are so ugly. Coochies are the way a body should look", she said.

Then a few seconds later, "Aren't you glad you aren't a boy anymore? Would you ever want to be a boy again?"

I nodded a no, as I practically passed out from the tremendous pleasure I was feeling.

She slowed her stimulation down a bit and the level of pleasure I was feeling dropped. She reached over the side of the pool, and got out this hose with a shower head on it, and plug it into one of the pool jets. The thing could spray a strong or weak stream, and it could either vibrate or not. She played around with the settings on it, then aimed the water stream right at my vulva. It felt so good, I just about went through the roof. I was laying there limply, with my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation.

"I want you to say something for me, four times. Say 'I'm so glad I am a girl. I never want to be a boy again.' OK?", she said.

I started to say that, just like she asked. Each time I said it, Wendy's mom stepped up the stimulation. I was barely able to get the words out the forth time. A short time later, Wendy's mom stopped stimulating me. Which was actually fine because I was exhausted. I laid there in the warm comfortable water for a few minutes as I came back down to normal.

After we got out of the pool, we ate something. By then it was pretty late, and Wendy's mom suggested I spend the night with Wendy in her room. I liked the idea. I called my Grandma and got the OK with her. She was going to bring over some pajama's, but Wendy's mom told her that she had a pair that would fit me.

I took a bath with Wendy, just like Chris did a few days before. After we got out, Wendy's mom brought in pajamas for both of us. They were nightshirts... Girl's nightshirts!! Light pink in color with tiny ruffles around the hemline and ends of the arms. I was really unsure, somewhat uncomfortable, and even a bit embarrassed about wearing one of those. Both Wendy and her mom talked me into it, easing my feelings...

Wendy was convinced it would be fun for me to wear a nightshirt like her.

Wendy's mom pushed the point, telling me, "Go stand in front of the mirror there and look at yourself. There is no other way to put it -- you are a girl. Since you are a girl, why not try out girl's pajamas. Just once, just for tonight."

I didn't even have to go stand in front of the mirror. I already knew what I looked like now, and I actually liked my appearance especially the smoothness between my legs. I just wasn't sure I was completely comfortable actually being called a girl and dressing the part. I was still hanging on to that last thread in my mind which said I was a boy.

I ended up putting the nightshirt on, and it actually was quite comfortable. Neither Wendy or I wore panties or underwear or anything else. Just the nightshirt. I slept together with Wendy in her bed. It was a truly wonderful night. I got to do everything I ever wanted to do with Wendy.

CHAPTER 27: Shane's Aftermath

The next morning, Wendy's mom got us all up early. She said Wendy and William would not be in school again today. As we were getting ready that morning, I had one question burning in my mind. Something I really wanted to know the answer to...

"So, what did you do with Shane's weenie?", I asked Wendy.

Wendy got a big smile on her face and said, "Oh, something special. The same thing we did to my dad's weenie", she said.

"Your dad?", I asked.

"Yes.", said Wendy, "See my dad used to always want me, and Amy when she was with me, to take off our clothes so he could play with our coochies. He would touch them and sometimes lick them. It felt good sometimes, but it was really weird to have your dad play with your coochie. Then one day my mom caught my dad doing this to us. So she tied him to a chair and took off his weenie and put a smaller one on him. Then she invited some of her friends over to show them all how much of a man my dad was, with his little teenie weenie. Then she told him if he ever told anyone, she would tell the police about what he did to me and Amy. And he better never do anything improper to me or my friends again, or else!!"

Wendy continued her story, "Then several weeks later my mom was gone one day, and my dad pulled my pants down and was trying to stick his new smaller weenie inside of my coochie. But his weenie was too big and my coochie was too small. It really hurt and I was starting to cry. I tried to get away, but he held me down so I couldn't move. Then my mom got home and caught him. She was so angry that she blew her top. She made my dad sit in the chair naked again, and tied my dad to the chair, and was yelling at him. He said he only did it because she wouldn't have sex with him anymore, and he was beyond desperate. My mom didn't say anything, and just got out the toolset and used it to take off his weenie again.

Then my dad called my mom 'crazy bitch'.

Then my mom said, 'Actually, dear, you are a bitch. Or more appropriately, you will be a bitch in about 30 seconds. See, one of the side effects of this sweet little tool here is, when you take a guy's penis off, his genitals will transform into a female's after a minute or two if a penis isn't re-attached. And, well, lets just say I have no intention of re-attaching a penis to you. Welcome to womanhood, dear!'

My dad struggled and moved to try to get out of the chair, calling my mom dirty words the whole time. It wasn't too much longer before he turned into a girl right there before our eyes, just like you did the other day. A month later, my dad moved away. He lives far away in another country now, we never see him any more. Then my grandma came to live with us for a couple months to help my mom sort things out."

Wendy stopped talking. So I assumed she had finished her story. But she didn't really answer my question.

"So what did your mom do with your dad's weenie?", I asked.

"Oh yeah", Wendy said, "My mom has this glass case hidden in her closet. She calls it her own personal hall of shame. My dad's penis is in locked away there. So is Shane's. So are two others, I don't know who's they are."

"Could I see it?", I asked.

"No. My mom says its a secret for only her and me and my grandma, and no one else is allowed to see it ever.", Wendy said.

"Do you miss your dad?", I asked.

"No not really. He was always very mean to me. Except when he played with my coochie, that was the only time he was ever nice to me.", Wendy said.

I was sure glad my parents were nice to each other, and to me, and didn't have all this turmoil like Wendy's parents did. I also felt kind of sorry for Wendy.

The remainder of the morning went pretty normal. We ate, and I put my clothes back on from yesterday. Soon it was time to go, and Wendy's mom drove me to school. There wasn't much of a conversation on the drive over there. In fact Wendy's mom almost seemed sad that morning. I wondered why. She dropped me off at school, said goodbye, and told me that I was a really wonderful person, and that she would miss me a lot. Then she left to go pick up William and Denise, who had both stayed at friend's houses the previous night.

As I walked towards to the school, I looked around for Chris. I wanted to tell her about what I had done last night at Wendy's house. But I never did find her. She ended up being absent that day. I wondered what had happened to her.

I did run into Andy and Jimmy. They were both thrilled because today was Thursday, it was their last day as a girl. Tomorrow, Friday, Wendy would bring their weenies back and they would be real boys again. In fact the whole class seemed a lot more jovial than normal. I think every boy must have been thinking the same thing Jimmy and Andy were thinking... I didn't have the heart to tell them that their femaleness was permanent.

During recess, I got to see Shane get some justice again. The four girls, Annie, Shelly, Judy, and Lisa, were all chasing him around. They were yelling:

"Teenie weenie, like a squirrel,

Teenie weenie is a girl!

Teenie weenie, like a squirrel,

Teenie weenie is a girl!"

They kept saying that little jingle over and and over again. I found it immensely amusing to see Shane getting picked on like this. I felt vindicated for all the mean and cruel things Shane had done to me, and to friends, in the past. But at the same time, I also had some other feelings. I actually felt kind of sorry for Shane. The whole spectacle was finally put to an end when the rest of the BBs came over and shooed away the four girls.

I heard one of the BBs ask Shane, "What gives? Why they keep saying that to you, man?"

I didn't hear Shane's reply... But I sure wished I could have listened-in on that conversation!

From this day on, we noticed a change in Shane. He became increasingly quiet and subdued. He lost all of his initiative and became a follower rather than a leader -- instead of coming up with new ideas, and telling the others what to do, he would just passively go along with whatever the group did. He didn't cause trouble with us younger kids anymore. The other BBs still continued to respect him, and looked up to him. But he was no longer in charge. One of the other BBs stepped up to take his place. The gang slowly shifted from schoolyard bullying to neighborhood vandalism. All us younger kids were very happy about that, no more living in fear on the playground.

(part 7 -- the conclusion and epilogue -- coming soon)