Co-opted Pt. 05

*disclaimer*

I'm reposting this series after having it removed more than a year ago. This is an updated/edited version of the original series.

This is entirely a work of fiction, all characters are over 18 years of age.

You will get more out of this chapter of the story if you read this story's series:

Co-Opted

The buzzer had stopped soon after we heard it, but by then the whole place was in motion. Maggie said that we needed to follow her as we were all getting our clothes back on. I had no idea what was going on, but I didn't like the look on the two other women's faces so that made things seem even more frightening. A few minutes later I was in the TOC, where Maggie had dropped me off and then she disappeared with Jennifer a moment later.

"We've got smoke to the north." Captain Yeager said as I looked around doe-eyed.

"What does that mean?" I asked, and realized that my legs were shaking.

"We don't know yet, we're getting a patrol together. I want you to take a radio and head up to the roof, remember to be sure about what you report." He said and then turned and started to listen as one of the other people were talking on a radio to the men that were piling into the Humvees outside.

I took one of the walkie-talkies and ran up as many of the eight flights of stairs that I could before my legs and lungs were burning from the effort and then I finished the rest of the stairs as quickly as I could. Arriving out onto the roof, I saw two of the soldiers were already there. One turned hearing me arrive and motioned me over, to the same place I'd had dinner a few days earlier with Jones. The soldiers peered through painted binoculars, one seemed focused on the long column of black smoke I could see off in the distance, maybe a couple of miles away. The other kept scanning the rest of the horizon. I had no idea what to do so I just knelt there and listened to the radio crackling as men spoke in quick bursts, using terms that were a mystery to me.

"We don't have extra binos, but could you sort of keep an eye out back that way?" the soldier who had been scanning asked.

"Sure, what am I looking for?" I answered, and felt stupid.

"Anything that doesn't look right, but especially movement." He said and went back to scanning around with his binoculars.

I ran to the opposite side of the roof and knelt, peering over the edge, feeling very very exposed and vulnerable. The location the soldiers occupied was made up as a kind of lookout location, there were a few cushions from a few of the chaise lounges that surrounded the pool below and there was a kind of screen of light gauze material that hung from a part of the metal things that stuck up out of the roof. From the ground, you'd never know that people were behind that watching you.

But on my side of the roof, it was empty and my looking out for whatever it was I was looking out for had no such camouflage to hide behind. I heard vehicles start up, then drive off below and move in the opposite direction. I tried to convince myself that everything would be fine and that these men had survived everything that had happened in this strange, new dead world we all were living in. They'd been through a lot, more than I had anyway. I could hear one of the men on the roof talking and I turned seeing him speaking into his walkie-talkie, but I heard nothing on mine. I jogged back to the men and told them my radio was possibly broken.

"Channel one is rooftop, two is the TOC, three for the Vics." The man focused on the smoke calling out without turning.

"Keep it on one if you need to talk to us up here, you can listen on three but if you see anything, report it on channel one, clear?" He asked.

"Roger!" I answered and felt a bit silly. 'Roger' seemed almost reserved for the men, but I'd heard them use that instead of 'okay' so often it happened almost automatically, and just as quickly I'd felt stupid for saying it. Neither of the men turned to look at me like I was being ridiculous, so I took that as a good sign as I trotted back to my place on the other side of the roof.

I watched again, slowly scanning the area and changed the channel on the radio to listen to the patrol.

"Dagger-Six, Dagger-One" the radio chirped.

"Dagger-Six" I recognized Captain Yeager's voice.

"Dagger-Six, it looks like a burning vehicle, we don't have great eyes from here. I'm sending Dagger-Two to flank left, see if we get a better picture."

Then there were fireworks going off and I wondered if that burning vehicle may have had a box of firecrackers that had been set-off by the flames they had described.

"Dagger-Six, we're taking fire from near the burning vehicle." The radio reported.

Those weren't fireworks, what was I thinking? I doubled down and scanned every possible bit of terrain I could see in front of me.

There was a different gun going off, louder and firing just a few shots at a time, but shooting a lot. I heard another vehicle, or 'Vic' start up below and then drive off as the others had.

"Dagger-One, Dagger-Two one EKIA, we're continuing to clear."

"Dagger-One, Roger." Came the response.

I heard 'EKIA' and knew that KIA meant someone had been killed. I hunkered down a bit more and kept scanning the area, hopeful now that the shooting had stopped. As I scanned below, I saw a woman run across the street, I knew I was hallucinating because all of the women had died from the flu. However this was definitely a woman, she wore khaki shorts and had a light colored tube-top thing covering boobs that were bouncing crazily as she ran.

A woman, a live woman.

I switched the radio to channel one and almost hysterically reported that I saw a woman down below. A moment later I saw two men run across the same street and then something very loud cracked right next to my left ear. I turned to look at the other side of the roof and saw one of the men there running in my direction. I thought that they may have been trying to signal me or something when another crack went off. I must have had quite the look on my face and the solider yelled "GET THE FUCK DOWN!"

I crumpled to the ground and he came sliding to a halt next to me and roughly flipping me over, then started pulling up my blouse.

"What the fuck?!" I yelled and grabbed at his hands as he tried to undress me, but his eyes were crazy, huge and darting everywhere.

"WHERE ARE YOU HIT?" He yelled.

"What?! I'm not hit, get off me!" I pushed at his hands and then he let go.

He nodded his head violently "How far?, point with your finger and don't sit up." he asked.

I pointed in the direction that I'd seen the woman and the men, and said "I'm not sure, maybe two hundred feet? I saw a woman and two men followed her."

"Dagger-Six, Dagger-Three, we're under fire up here, south of the base, three confirmed tangos, including a woman."

"A WHAT?!" came the reply.

"A woman!" The man said, his voice seemed to sound like he was speaking another language."

Down below, Captain Yeager had called all of the vehicles back to base and had explained that we had additional threats to our south. I heard none of this, my body was currently in an adrenaline-induced state. I tried to switch my radio to the TOC channel but my fingers weren't working very well, and I wondered if I had actually been shot somewhere. I couldn't stop my body from shaking.

I heard the vehicles race past the hotel. And then more shooting, much louder now and almost as soon as it had started, it was over. I heard the soldiers radio crackle and report that they had another 'EKIA' and two wounded.

After a quick pause the radio crackled again and asked if there was a woman.

"Roger, one female, she's hit in the leg. We've got a guy down here hit in the chest as well, he's not gonna make it. We're securing the area, then heading back."

So there was at least one actual woman left in the world, and we'd almost just killed her.

~

Three days passed, and it turned out my stock had gone up quite a bit at the base.

"You saved lives." Captain Yeager announced when I'd come down from the roof. I still wasn't sure about the man. He was the one that made the rules, and as such he was the man that had ultimately decided that anyone who joined their community that didn't have previous experience in the military, or law-enforcement would have to endure living as a woman, complete with breast implants.

So it was ultimately this man that had forced this on me, and I wanted to hate him for that. But aside from that, he'd only ever been extremely fair, and honest with me. It was easy to see why the men looked up to him and followed his orders without question. Now, here he was praising me.

"Can I have a moment?" I asked, it felt like this was going to be the only chance I'd ever get to return to a normal life.

He took my arm and pulled me into another conference room that had stacked boxes everywhere. He turned, and stared at me with a look that told me he was already one step ahead of me.

"What is it Sarah?"

"Sir, I'd love to say I hate to ask, but.." I wanted to make the best argument I could and I felt like I had just one shot.

"I can't, I wish I could but no." he answered before I ever asked.

"No... what?" I wanted to be sure he was answering the right question.

"No, you can't go back to how you were when you showed up. That's the only thing you would have asked for. I know you don't want to go back out there on your own, especially after three days ago. You saved lives, there's no question. But if I let you live here as one of the men, how many of the other women would like that same option? It wouldn't be fair to the rest of our group, you see that don't you?"

"The difference is, they all love living as women." I cried out.

"So will you, it just takes a bit of time Sarah." he answered and turned towards the door. "You've made a difference here, in a very short time... the shoes and the makeup, That made a difference, a significant difference. What you're doing is just as vital as what the men do here. You're in a tougher spot though, more eyes are on you, more people expecting you to perform in a role that's not easy. We all need food, but if the cooks miss a day, the worst we have to deal with are a few missed meals, if you miss a day, people may die." he said and his words made me feel better, but still.

"Ask for something else, if I can make it happen, I will." he stopped and waited.

That was all I had wanted, but a moment later, I told him what might help, he smiled and nodded then told me that he'd see what he could do.

I stood in the room alone, wondering about the future. We had a woman in the hospital. A woman with a vagina, something we all had assumed no longer existed. A mental battle raged inside of me. What would it be like to have a woman around, the men were probably all wondering the same thing and working out ways to win her as a 'wife'. But then I also wondered what having a genetic woman around would be like for all of the women in the base. She had to have been viewed as a threat, or potentially as something that would reset the men's brains. Would they want their 'wives' after realizing that there were women left in the world? There was a lot to consider and I knew who I wanted to discuss it all with.

~

"So what happens now, there's a woman in the hospital, like... That changes things, right?" I asked.

"What did she look like?" Jennifer asked.

"Does it matter?" Maggie countered.

"Skinny, but I think that's normal when you don't know when your next meal will be." I said soberly. It wasn't long ago when that was exactly how I thought. "So, like I said, what happens now?"

"Miller said that they'd have people on the roof day and night for the time being, we don't know if those people had friends that may come looking for them." Jennifer answered, but she was looking in the direction of the hospital. I guessed she was as full of questions as I was.

"In a way, I wish they would have just gotten all of them." Jennifer said, staring off into the distance.

"This means there are women left, that's a good thing right? I mean, I don't know if that's a good thing for us but that means there's hope." I sighed then added "That we don't go extinct, well, as long as what's left of people don't kill each other off."

"Do you want to look her in the eye?" Jennifer looked at me "Is that something you think you can do?" she finished, then looked at my breasts, then back to my face.

I got it, What would an actual woman think? I supposed that I looked feminine enough, but would a woman see me and only wonder why the guy she was looking at had tits? What would she think? In her shoes, if I found out that this hotel that acted as home to all of us was partially populated with men that were dressing as women, it could definitely lead to questions.

"Do you think they'll force her to become a man?" Maggie pondered out loud, and Jennifer and I both looked at her like she'd lost her mind. A moment later, she grinned and added "Fuck her if she has a problem with us."

Hearing that, I immediately imagined slowly pushing my dick into her pussy. It had been forever, I suppose if I were being honest, I'd forgotten what pussy felt like. But that was a valid question. I quickly pictured Captain Yeager claiming her for his own, after all I'd never seen him with one of the women that were already here, and he was the commander of all of us.

"Maggie, would you fuck her if you could?" I asked.

"What did she look like again? Give details."

"Skinny, dark hair, her boobs were bouncing all over the place when she ran across the street." I answered.

"What about her ass?" Maggie asked as she seemed to be imagining the woman in her mind's eye.

"Normal I guess, I mean she didn't have a giant ass if that's what you're asking, people are starving out there so if a big ass is high on the wishlist I've got some bad news for you."

Maggie nodded and just said "Yeah, for sure. But I wouldn't wanna give up Edwards."

"Seriously? If you could only have one?" I asked, amazed at what I thought I was hearing.

"Edwards, no question." she answered with a shrug.

"Same." Jennifer chimed in.

That wasn't a stretch, Jennifer had bought into the program here completely. She'd gone so far as to tell me that she'd happily have her dick removed if she could have a pussy instead. But both of the woman were making zero-sense at the moment, they'd been brainwashed and to hear them talk it had been due to getting fucked. It scared me, but in a dysfunctional way it excited me to.

"I want to visit her." I said, looking towards the hospital.

"Good luck with that, Edwards said she's under lock and key. They want to question her." Maggie explained "They want to find out where she came from and if there's more people there."

We sat quietly for a time, all of us looking in the direction of the hospital, until I asked if the women wanted a brownie. There were hoots and other celebratory noises, and then we walked to my house, well my room, but everyone called their hotel rooms their house. As soon as we made it to my place, Maggie locked the door behind us and a minute later, we were all pushing freshly baked brownies into our mouths. One of the men had told me that his wife would bake me brownies if I brought some women's shoes back for her, and he wasn't lying. The following day there was a plate of brownies waiting for me at my work area in the TOC. It wasn't just brownies either, each day since there were little surprises waiting for me, the following day there were two pairs of earrings, I showed Jennifer and an hour later we had scrounged a needle and pierced each other's ears. A number of the other women wore earrings, but not all, little things like earrings weren't very common anymore.

The next day there was a small bottle of perfume and a few dainty rings, and then this morning someone had left a necklace with a red gemstone hanging below it.

But the thing that meant the most was when Captain Yeager stopped by, and thanked me again for my quick report on the people that were trying to sneak into the base while their believed counterparts had lured away many of our men. He pushed a bottle of beer across the table toward me and said it was 'kind of a tradition.' I knew who I wanted to share that beer with, but that would have to wait until Sunday.

We finished the brownies and hung around gossiping, and wondering if things would be changing for us. Then Jennifer bit her lip and asked "So Maggie, were you serious before?"

Maggie looked at her and waited.

"You know, about.." she trailed off.

"About what?" Maggie answered with a grin.

"You know what I'm talking about." Jennifer said with a huff.

She nodded "Yep, but I want you to say it."

I realized that Jennifer was asking whether or not Maggie still wanted to break the rules and fuck her. That was a big rule, the women could 'play' as they called it, but only use their mouths or fingers. Only the men could fuck the women and so far it seemed like only the husbands were fucking their wives. The last time the three of us were in this room, we'd been minutes away from breaking that rule, and now Jennifer wanted to know if that was still on the table. She wanted to know if the three of us could keep a secret and break that rule. I knew it was because Maggie had a big dick and Jennifer must have been wanting it pretty badly.

"What happens if we get caught?" I asked.

Maggie, looked my way just long enough to say "We better not get caught is all." and then she looked back at Jennifer and drummed her fingers on her thigh.

"Do you still want to?" Jennifer asked.

"Do I still want to... what?" She teased.

"Just ask!" I answered louder than I wanted to.

"Do you still want to fuck, okay I said it." Jennifer sighed.

Maggie nodded and then asked "What happens if Miller finds out?"

"What happens if Edwards finds out?" she shot back.

The two had husbands and that made breaking the rule even more complicated. I suppose that whatever the punishment was for breaking this rule would be easier on me, as I didn't have a man. While I was curious, especially the last time we were all in my room playing, I was really aroused and I know I would have left my room that day knowing what it felt like to have someone fuck me, but the buzzer had gone off and then I almost got shot, no I almost got shot twice.

"Let me ask." Jennifer said quietly.

"You're going to ask your husband, if he'd mind one of the other women fucking you?!" Maggie asked, shaking her head and clearly signaling that it was a bad idea.

"You wouldn't ask?" Jennifer asked her.

"Sarah, who are you gonna ask?" Maggie had looked at me, almost as if she had nothing left to say to Jennifer.

"Well, I'm not with anyone, so I suppose I don't need to ask anybody." I answered.

"Wanna break the rules Sarah?" she asked, and began rubbing the very obvious bulge in her slacks. "Why don't you get undressed and hop on your bed. Show me that pretty pussy of yours and I'll make you feel good, I promise." She said in a low, sexy voice.

To be honest, I wasn't at all adverse to sucking her dick again. There was something about making her crazy and the noises she'd make before filling my mouth. I liked the thought that I was able to give someone that kind of pleasure that they couldn't resist, but getting fucked was another story. While Maggie, although skinny as a rail had a big dick, no she had a really big dick. The biggest dick I'd ever seen in person and it scared me, no way that wouldn't hurt. At The same time, Maggie had shown me a magic trick, a special place inside my body that could cause me to maybe orgasm, I say 'maybe' because it felt great but it was very different from a normal orgasm. She made me promise to stop jerking off in the standard way anytime I got horny and to use my fingers inside me, the way she had taught me. So I wanted us to be closer, anytime I'd tried to get off with my fingers in my ass, I thought back to when she had demonstrated the technique on me. On the other hand Jennifer had a little dick, which I imagined was what a woman would have if they had to have dicks, small, thin, and shaved bare. Her dick was easy to fit entirely in my mouth and hers was the first dick I'd ever sucked. But the thought of Maggie fucking me, was just... spooky.

"You'd kill me with that monster." I chuckled.

"I'd do something to you with it, but not kill you." she answered, grinning.

"She'd get you hooked on that big dick is what would happen." Jennifer chimed in.

"Is that why you want some Baby?" Maggie asked, her voice had dropped a bit.

"It's one of the reasons." Jennifer admitted.

This all played out like three genetic women spending an afternoon together. Guys didn't hang out and think about sucking each others dicks, or fucking each other in the ass, not the straight ones anyway. But the thing was, none of this sounded gay, it all just seemed.. normal somehow. Maggie and Jennifer were getting fucked regularly, they were 'married' and had men to take care of and their men were obviously taking care of them. But for me, it must have been my proximity to these two women that had bought into the program entirely. I was convinced that if someone hooked the two of them up to a polygraph machine and asked them about being women, they would have answered in a way that the machine would have considered truth, in spite of them both having very clearly been born as males.

Yet there I was, in my pretty earrings, snacking on brownies as my big, round tits pushed against my blouse and underneath it all I felt jealous that I wasn't taking care of a man like my two married friends were.

That proximity thing was real and I wouldn't say it scared me. I suppose I just decided that my life was better than it had been for almost the last year, and if payment for having this better life was to live as a woman, then I accepted it. But there was something else going on that I couldn't quite understand. Both of these women were friends, but there was something more. I've had guy friends before the world ended, but I had never sucked any of their dicks. I had never imagined wanting to suck their dicks. But now, with Jennifer and Maggie, I *wanted* to suck their dicks and they seemed happy to suck mine. Maggie seemed interested in doing more than just sucking my dick so you have to imagine, these women were more than friends they were lovers, but they were both committed to their men. That complicated things and it somehow made me jealous, because I didn't have a man to take care of the way my friends were taking care of their men. You'd have every reason to ask yourself how this straight male could ever want a husband, but this straight male wasn't a straight male anymore. In this moment, I only felt jealous as if I hadn't yet earned the right to have these conversations with my friends. Speaking of friends, it seems unlikely, but in the short amount of time I'd known these women, I felt much closer to them than any guy friend I had before the world ended. I don't know if it was because we were sucking each others dicks, but there was some kind of shared, overwhelming intimacy between us and I wanted wanted to be more like both of them.

~

"I need you to do something for me." Captain Yeager said a moment after I sat down for work the following morning.

I stood back up and nodded.

He motioned for me to follow and a minute later we were back in the other room with the stacked boxes.

"I need you to go to talk to the woman we captured." he said, and then was quiet.

"Why?" I asked, and felt extraordinarily self-conscious all of a sudden.

"Because she's going to talk to you more easily than the men that killed her friends. She'll have her guard lower talking to you." He said, logically it made sense but..

"She's going to look at me like a freak." I said, shaking my head.

"Have you seen yourself lately?" he asked. "Let me talk to you as a friend and not as the commander of this place."

I nodded slowly.

"Miller mentioned that you've been playing with his wife. That's fine, it's expected and I don't want you to get embarrassed, following so far?" he asked quietly.

I nodded again.

"Have you seen yourself in a mirror lately?" he continued. "You look nice Sarah, your pretty earrings and your necklace. I've seen you with rings on your fingers and you smell fantastic. I won't mention any medical procedures, but right now just speaking as a red-blooded American, when I see you I only see a beautiful woman." He finished and watched me.

"You haven't done or said anything to me, you know, about..." I stammered.

"I won't either. One of my jobs, and there's a bunch of them, but one of my jobs is to never take anything from my men. Does that make sense?" He asked.

It made sense and the more I considered it, the more sense it made. But then I wondered if he'd be so generous with a woman that actually had a vagina that was recovering in the hospital next door.

"What do you want me to ask her about?" I asked.

Fifteen minutes later, I had a bowl of oatmeal in my hand as I walked into the hospital and saw Stella the nurse sitting behind the big desk in the lobby.

"Hi Sarah!" she called out and stood up in her nurses uniform that was too tight. She came around the desk, making plenty of noise that I immediately recognized as a woman wearing high-heels. As she rounded the turn, I could see that Stella had traded in her grandma nurse shoes for a pair of white heels, and naturally she was just as comfortable mincing around in them as Maggie had become.

She ran up and hugged me, with her tits pressed against mine. As far as I could tell, only Stella had bigger tits than me and I needed to get to the bottom of how I ended up with breasts as big as I'd woken up with that day. I hoped she'd have some answers.

"Easy Stella, I don't want to spill this!" I almost laughed.

"You're here to talk to the prisoner right?" she asked, letting me go.

I nodded.

"I'll take you to her, when you get done I have a present for you. I'll be in room 110" she said and took my free hand, then led me down a long hallway.

"Good luck, I heard the captain say she wasn't acting very thankful that they didn't just finish her off where they found her." Then she opened the door and I stepped inside and looked at the first actual female I'd seen in many months.

"Great, another bimbo." the woman sighed.

"I brought some food." I said as I approached, stealing myself for her to realize I was a guy with tits.

"I told the others, there were just four of us and you people killed everyone but me." She said, sounding like she'd repeated that line a million times.

"I believe you, I'm not here to talk about that." I said and noticed that she was handcuffed to one of the bed rails.

"Okay, so what are you here to talk about?" she asked with a raised eyebrow and took the bowl of oatmeal, resting it on the table next to her bed and began spooning it into her mouth.

"I don't want to know where you've been, where you came from, or where you were going. But I'm interested if you've come upon any shopping malls." I said and sat on the end of her bed.

"Shopping malls? Everything is looted, everybody already took all of the food." she answered, looking at me like I was the bimbo she imagined I was.

"We have food here. As you can see, medicine too. How's your leg?" I asked, looking at the dressing wrapped around one of her thighs.

"Hurts like a sonfofabitch" she answered between mouthfuls.

"You're lucky, you could have been killed." I said.

"I don't care that your people killed them, they were just using me for sex. I didn't know them, I guess I got to know them but, it's just easier with four than one, you know?" she said, I had no idea if she was lying.

"Well, I'm glad you're not dead." I said with a bit of a smile.

She watched me for a moment, saying nothing and then "What do you care? One less mouth to feed right?" she snapped.

"We have food here, listen I'm Sarah, what should I call you?" I asked.

"Whatever you like, I suppose. As soon as I'm not useful to you people, you'll shoot me so pick a name." she said angrily.

"You may not believe this, but they don't want to kill you, you're kind of a rare creature if you haven't already figured it out." I told her.

"Not many left, I know. You people found a cure or something?" she asked.

I shook my head "We have a Doctor here, but he's not the kind of Doctor that finds cures." then looked at her thigh again aad added "He takes care of the occasional bullet wound too."

"So, why shopping malls?" she asked.

"Supplies." I answered truthfully.

"A week ago, we saw one, but went around it. Places like that are bad luck, maybe people inside protecting what's left, or up on the roof and ready to shoot..." she stopped, and realized what she was saying.

"Listen, whatever happened happened, and we can't take that back but just so you know, I was the person on the roof that your friends started shooting at. I saw you run across a street and you didn't have a gun, so I know it wasn't you. But nobody shot anyone until your friends started shooting at me." I said, maybe it was too much, but I was still dealing with what happened that day, and trying to accept how I'd almost been shot.

"I told you, they weren't my friends, just some guys that I traveled with that got a lot more pussy than me getting any food, I can tell you that." she said quietly.

"If I showed you a map, could you show me where that mall was?" I asked.

"How do I know you people won't kill me right after I show you?" Her words were shaky, and it was clear she was convinced her fate was sealed.

"Simple, they want you to join us, we're trying to build something here. Plus, nobody will use you here, like those men used you." I explained.

"Easy enough to say." she said doubtfully.

"When you can walk, I want to introduce you to someone, he'll be able to explain things better than I can." I told her.

"I can walk now, it just hurts a lot. I'm not crippled, I can be useful." She said hopefully.

"I know you can, and not the way you were useful to those men. I'll be back with something for dinner." I said, standing, and walking to the door.

"Mia, my name's Mia." she said.

I turned around and nodded "I'm bringing the key to those with me when I get back." I said, pointing to the handcuffs.

She nodded, and said nothing.

I made a mental note to bring a map with me as I walked down the hallway, and remembered Stella. I needed some answers.

I found room 110 and slowly opened the door and peeked inside.

Stella was lying on the bed inside, she had her skirt pulled up over her waist and was slowly stroking her dick. She curled her finger and I closed the door behind me.

"I owe you." she said, biting her lower lip.

"Oh?" I answered and felt almost surprised, I'd convinced myself that Stella was an actual female. Her body and face had no trace of a former man, but there she was stroking her semi-hard dick.

"The shoes, I found two pairs that I'm in love with all thanks to you." she said as she continued stroking.

"I'm glad you found some you like, listen I need to talk to you about something." I said.

She grinned at me, then lifted her legs up and pushed her pantyhose the rest of the way down her legs and rolled over onto her hands and knees on the bed. She bit her lip once again, then wiggled her ass at me.

My dick began to swell, Stella had such a sexy body and the nurse outfit wasn't hurting at all.

She spread her ass cheeks, while her head rested on the sheets and pursed her lips together, then made a wet kissing noise.

"Stella.." I said and didn't know what else to add. Mia was sort of right, Stella was sort of a bimbo, but there was no questioning that she was a sexy bimbo.

"Fuck me." she said in a voice that made it abundantly clear that she wasn't joking.

"The rules." I managed to choke out

"Do you always follow rules?" she asked and let go of her ass cheeks, and began twerking. She slipped a finger in her mouth and moved it like she was sucking a dick. A moment later, her finger disappeared into her ass. She began moving it in and out and my dick felt like it was ready to explode. It was painfully hard.

"Come fuck me Sarah." she said.

I was suddenly naked and on the bed behind her. She spit into her hand and then wrapped it around my dick, and moved it close to her opening. Her hand disappeared and she spit once again, coating her opening and then she was pulling me into her. While there was a bit of resistance, it wasn't much and then my balls were resting against, well they were resting against her.

"Oh, that feels nice, do I feel nice for you too?" she asked softly.

"I haven't felt anything this nice in a long time." I answered truthfully. I began withdrawing, and then pushed all the way back in. Soon enough we had a rhythm going, and I closed my eyes and just concentrated on the warm hole that was quickly convincing my dick to explode inside of her.

My balls were slapping against her loudly, and I could hear Stella stroking herself frantically and she moaned. This was definitely a quality piece of ass. I held onto her hips and thrust fast and deep, For just a moment it felt like I was who I used to be. Stella's moans brought me back to the present, and I felt closer and closer to unloading inside of her. I tried to think of something else but inevitably gave in to the primal urge to breed. My body signaled that the inevitable was quickly approaching, and I announced that I was cumming.

"Cum inside me! Put a baby in me! Oh fuck! Put a baby in me!" she squealed.

It felt like I'd been saving up for months, I couldn't recall how many jets of cum I sank into Stella but it was a lot and when I'd finished, my dick was overstimulated. I needed to just hold still until I could move again, then I heard soft clapping and turned in horror to see Dr. Reyes in the doorway, with a big smile on his face and shaking his head.

"Oh Daddy! Was I a good girl? Did you like watching us?" Stella asked happily.

"Daddy thinks his beautiful wife is very sexy," he said happily.

I stared in horror, I'd broken the rule and the DOCTOR had caught us.

"I.. I.." I started, but couldn't find words.

"Don't worry, everything is fine Sarah, you're not in any trouble." he reassured me.

"Daddy likes to watch me sometimes." Stella said, just as my dick slipped out of her ass.

I stared down and watched her asshole relax, and more cum than I could imagine began running out of her. It dribbled out and then further down to where her balls should have been. Should have been, but weren't. I thought for a moment that her balls were tucked up inside of her body, I knew that had happened to me in the past when jerking off, but Stella's balls weren't re-appearing.

"It's a simple procedure, less than an hour actually, and you'll be up and about the same day." The doctor's voice was calm, and flowing.

I looked at him, and he nodded slowly.

"Just in case you were interested," he added.

He'd removed Stella's testicles.

"It has an amazing impact, without all of that bothersome testosterone interfering, Stella has developed a remarkable figure, her face is beautiful and all of those other niggling problems are lessened.

I knelt there behind Stella with my mouth hanging open.

"Daddy, is it okay if Sarah keeps trying to give me a baby?" Stella asked hopefully.

"Of course Sweetheart, but you mustn't get discouraged if it doesn't happen right away. It may take time, who can say how long?" he advised, then looked at me and winked.

"Thank you Daddy!" she squealed.

"Show Sarah your pretty pussy Baby," he said.

Stella climbed off of the bed and took a few napkins, wiping my cum that had run down her inner thighs and then pulled up her pantyhose, and pushed her hand into the hose from behind. She pulled her penis back toward her butt, she turned to show me her 'pussy' and I couldn't help but admit, that she looked like she had a pussy. Without her testicles in the way, it seemed like just pulling her dick back between her legs had done the trick. There was no bump, no bulge, only the flattened front of her pantyhose.

"Alright Sweetheart, I think that's enough, you'd best have a seat up front in case anyone else comes to visit our patient." he said, and in a moment Stella was headed for the door, but on her way she stopped in front of me and pressed her lips against mine, then her tongue was in my mouth and my dick began to respond almost immediately. A few moments later she turned and disappeared.

"Obviously, Stella can't get pregnant it's just a little game we play. I suppose I should feel embarrassed." He admitted.

"If the two of you enjoy it, nothing to be embarrassed about." I answered.

"You're worried about the rules." he said.

I nodded.

"I won't say anything, it's just not fair that Stella isn't appreciated the way that she deserves to be. We've had a few of the men visit over the last however many months, but.. In any case, I wonder if you'd do me a monumental favor?"

"I won't say anything, if that's what you mean?" I asked.

He smiled and said "Of course you won't, what I meant though, is that I understand you've gone out with the men. Have they said you'd be doing that again?"

I nodded. "They said sometimes I'd have a different perspective on things."

"That's absolutely wonderful. I wondered, if I gave you a list, if you come upon anything like a drug store or pharmacy. There's a list of very important medicines that I'd very much like to have a supply of." he asked.

"Of course, but can't you just give the list to the Captain?" I answered.

"Honestly, it's a bit embarrassing, but one of the medicines is for men that have had.. difficulty with.. performing." He finished awkwardly.

The Doctor couldn't get hard and he wanted me to score some viagra, obviously.

"Just that one medication?" I asked, suspiciously.

"Stella would be forever grateful if you could find her a supply of something that she very much needs." He explained, and now there was no embarrassment looking away. The Doctor seemed deadly serious.

"Okay, if I can find any I will." I answered and he reached into his lab coat and pulled out a slip of paper, he approached and handed it to me. There were just medications listed, I knew the top one, but the other read like bad latin "Estradi.. Estradi-ole.. Estradiol?"I tried pronouncing the medicines name.

"Estrogen. Stella is no longer producing testosterone, introducing estrogen will help with her body becoming more feminine." He explained.

"She already looks exactly like a woman, aside from her dick." I said.

"She'll look even more feminine with this. She volunteered, so to speak. Stella has always felt like she was born in the wrong body, even before the virus. It's important that you understand that I'll never, under any circumstances, perform the same procedure on any of the other women without them requesting it. You're beautiful, and it would have quite an impact on your figure over the coming months, however if you were also taking this medication, the changes would be significant." he said.

The conflicted feelings made no sense. I felt ridiculous when in sight of Mia, and to a lesser degree the others but was I willing to give up my balls to look as good as Stella? The answer was no. I was curious though.

"Does the estrogen only work if you, remove the testicles?" I asked, and squirmed at the thought.

"Typically, we'd recommend testosterone blockers to maximize the effects of the estrogen, but as we have neither of those medications in the clinic, Sarah's procedure was the simplest option. If you'd like to follow a less... invasive... protocol, I can add testosterone blockers to my list. Truly Sarah, you'd make an excellent candidate."

I allowed myself a moment to imagine myself as beautiful as Stella, but as sexy as Maggie. If taking pills could achieve that... I pulled myself from the daydream, and looked up at Dr Reyes.

"Who decided what size breasts I'd be given?" I asked, hearing the Doctor say 'procedure' reminded me of what I had come to talk to Stella about.

"Have you talked to any of the other women? Specifically regarding their own breasts?" he asked.

"Yep, they give me shit about mine and then say they're jealous." I shook my head and tried not to laugh.

"More than half of the women have complained about their breasts. In every case, before they had the procedure, they made it very clear that they wanted smaller breasts, and then in almost every case they've regretted it afterward, particularly the women who have since married one of the men. I'm not a plastic surgeon, but you're one of the few that have joined our little community that could easily transition to living as a female." For some reason, I blushed, and felt warm inside. "Your skeletal structure, the shape of your face, your height, and as clinical as it sounds, the state of starvation you arrived in. You're one of a number of women I can count on one hand that can actually pull it off, I mean, really pull it off." he said with a smile.

I didn't know how to respond to that, it was a compliment, but not one any guy had ever heard.

"Have things been so terrible for you here Sarah?" He asked, and it was a fair question. Aside from the breasts and dressing as a woman, things had been far better than I would have ever hoped for.

"No, it's better here than anyone could imagine." I admitted.

"You've been having playtime with some of the other women, correct?"

I nodded.

"And now, you are having intercourse with my wife," he continued.

"I.. well, yes." I agreed.

"I'll let you in on a little secret. Aside from Stella, almost none of the women were excited about the choice of becoming a woman, and yet all of them are happy now. I haven't heard a single woman complain who has been here for any amount of time and particularly after they married one of the men. It's almost like they feel a bit like an outsider, until they have a man in their lives. Then there's a transformation that takes place, and it happens quickly. You may still be feeling like an outsider, but mark my words Sarah, as soon as you have a man in your life.. However good you think it is here now, will suddenly feel ten times better." he finished with a gentle smile.

"So, you decided." I asked, looking down at my tits.

He nodded and asked "Do you like them?"

I thought about it for a moment, then looked at him and said "They're growing on me."

~

I returned to the TOC and found Captain Yeager, he pulled me back into the room with the stacked boxes and I explained what I'd talked to Mia about. I asked him to give me an honest answer and tell me what they planned to do with her, whether or not she gave us any information. He looked at me for a few moments and said that he didn't know and that he really hadn't given it much thought beyond his amazement that a woman had been found. I told him that the men she had been with had been using her sexually and that she appeared to have no emotional attachment to them, she felt that it was easier to give them sex than to make it on her own.

"What do you think I should do with her?" he asked.

I didn't know, beyond not wanting him to have her shot.

"I'd like to take a map back to her and see if she could point out where she's been. She said they had skirted a mall some days back to the north, also, I'd like to uncuff her from that bed." I said, trying to sound more persuasive than I did.

He watched me again for long moments before answering.

"She's got a curfew, she needs to be indoors before dusk. No exceptions, and if she tries to run, we'll capture her. Tell her that I personally told you that I'd have have her shot in her other leg and then she can think before making any other bad decisions, clear?"

"Roger." I answered, and once again felt ridiculous using the men's jargon. I went looking for Jennifer and one of the men said they'd seen her talking to Maggie in the chow hall. I stopped by and found neither of them, so I stopped by Jennifer's house and stopped before I knocked, the sounds of two women in the throes of passion could just barely be heard through the door. I took a few steps away and the noises stopped. I didn't feel jealous, I could play with either of them but then I wondered if they were playing by the rules. I stepped back in front of her door and quietly called her name. And was just about to once again when the door cracked open and Jennifer peeked out, then pulled me inside the door.

Maggie was lying in bed with a huge grin on her face and she licked her lips and suggested that I take my clothes off.

"I just finished talking to the woman we have in the hospital." I said with a huge grin.

"That's great, let's talk about that in a bit. Now take off your clothes and sit down on this." Maggie said as she revealed her big, thick cock.

"Trust me Sarah, she knows how to use it." Jennifer said with a crooked grin.

"Were you two?" I didn't finish.

Jennifer kept the grin plastered to her face and nodded.

So, they weren't the only women breaking the rules. It seemed silly to reveal that I'd just finished fucking Stella not fifteen minutes ago.

"Hey, can we use your place? Miller knows we're playing but it'll be safer somewhere that we won't possibly be interrupted at." Maggie asked from her place on the bed, while still slowly stroking her dick.

It felt almost like one of your friends asking if he could bring a woman back to your place to fuck her on your bed.

I left and went to my place. Five minutes later Maggie was knocking on my door and then five minutes after that Jennifer knocked but by then Maggie had me as hard as a rock and promised she'd go slow, the same way she had with Jennifer.

Fuck, that was getting into my head.

"It'll be practice, and when you find a guy here that you like you'll know exactly how to take care of him. You'll be the perfect wife for him." she purred and the words were sinking into my brain, and taking root.

Jennifer moved in close behind me and started rubbing my tits through my clothes and agreeing with everything that Maggie was saying, then adding.

"She goes so deep Sarah and she knows just how to use it, she made me cum twice before I couldn't take anymore. It's your turn to break the rules too, We're in this together." she said.

If she only knew.

"If you tell me to stop, I will, but you won't tell me to stop." Maggie said with a grin.

I was frightened, but I wanted to know what it felt like. I wanted to feel like I was actually one of them and she had a point. The three of us had discussed this, it would have happened back when we did, but that damned buzzer went off.

"I really want to fuck you Sarah, that first day that Jennifer introduced us and then when I made you cum. I've been thinking about you a lot." she said, and pressed her lips back to mine before I could answer.

"It's going to feel so good Baby, I promise." Jennifer said from behind, right into my ear.

I moaned into Maggie's mouth, and while the fear wasn't fading, my desire was only building. I reached down and began stroking Maggie's big cock. It had to be close to eight inches long and thick. For some reason I wondered if her dick was bigger than Edwards, I remembered reading years earlier that the average size penis was between five and six inches long. How strange would it be for his wife to have a bigger cock than he had?

Maggie pulled her mouth from mine and stared at me.

"Tell me what you want." She said, and I realized now she was playing that game she had played with Jennifer earlier, wanting me to deal with the embarrassing answer she wanted to hear.

"Okay, just go slow and if I say stop, you have to stop." I answered timidly.

"Of course, now again, tell me what you want?" he asked with a grin.

"I want you to fuck me." I just said it. I didn't give myself time to think about it, I probably would have chickened out.

"This is going to be so hot to watch." Jennifer hissed.

"You have to wait in the bathroom, with the door closed." I shot back "You two didn't wait for me, so no perving while she fucks me."

"No fair!" Jennifer pouted "we went looking for you, but nobody knew where you ran off to."

"It's true." Maggie said and kissed me softly for a moment, then took my hand and led me to my bed.

Jennifer started pulling her clothes off and then jumped onto my bed and rolled onto her back.

"Where's the lube you found?" Maggie asked, opening the bedside drawer.

'Right there." I answered laughing.

"Get on the bed and put your dick in Jennifer's slutty mouth, then you be a good girl and put her dick in your mouth." Maggie said as she unscrewed the cap on the lube. It was surreal, and felt like I was watching it all unfold like in a movie.

Jennifer swallowed my dick, and was making happy humming noises while I arranged myself and took her little penis into my mouth. I wished that it would have been Jennifer behind me, but then what were the chances of any of the men having such a small dick?

I felt the cool lube as Maggie rubbed it against my asshole and then a moment later there was something big, warm, and rubbery against my opening. I tried to relax, but it was almost impossible.

"Push out, like you're on the toilet." I heard her say. Then pressure against my opening, it backed off, and returned, this went on and each time I felt pressure I pushed out, but each time I felt myself opening. It wasn't painful as much as it just felt like pressure and stretching, then it started hurting, which caused me to tighten up and tense my body.

Maggie stopped and asked if I was alright, I wanted to chicken out, but I wanted to join the club worse.

"Mmhmm" I mumbled around Jennifer's dick.

She started pushing once again and I returned to pushing out, the pressure was really starting to hurt. I just focused on pushing out as Maggie was pushing in. I told myself I wouldn't chicken out, but it was hurting, and I felt my eyes begin to water. There was no way she'd fit inside of me, I had to tap out.

And then my asshole opened up a tiny bit more and sucked Maggie's dick inside.

"Oh fuuuuck." I groaned.

"Good girl, just stay still." Maggie said and she started caressing my ass.

"You looked so perfect, it was like your body just surrendered and her dick slipped inside." Jennifer said from below.

It felt like I had a soda bottle in my ass and that I was on the verge of splitting in half. The pain began to fade, and left me only feeling impossibly stuffed. Maggie began feeding more of that big dick into me. It may have been just a few minutes later, but it felt like an hour. She would push in a bit more, then back out a bit, then repeat the process, pushing in just a bit more each time until I felt her warm balls snug up against me. She continued to caress my ass and Jennifer was giving me a world class blowjob, a favor I couldn't return in my current state.

"Tell me when you feel the place I showed you." she said softly and changed her angle, it didn't take long. I told her I could feel the tickling, but it was different with my ass fully stuffed.

"Don't worry Baby, I'll have you opened up before long." She reassured me.

Did she mean now? Did she mean in time? Would we keep breaking the rules like this? I wondered about that, and soon enough her movements were becoming more fluid and I just rested my face on Jennifer's thigh. It was impossible for me to do anything but just stay there and experience what was happening to me.

"How does your pussy feel Baby?" Maggie purred.

My pussy.

"Your pussy is gripping my dick so tight, it's taking everything for me not to bust in you right now." she added.

"I'm stuffed, it feels like I'm gonna split in half." I groaned.

Maggie slowly withdrew until just the head of her dick was inside of me, and then, she pulled the rest out and I felt empty. It wasn't a good empty, I wanted her back inside of me.

"Please?" I asked.

"Please what Baby?" She teased me.

"Please put your dick back inside of me." I asked, not feeling embarrassed as we were past that now.

"Back inside you, where Baby?" she was having fun, I realized Maggie liked to push buttons like this.

"Please put your dick back inside of my pussy." I answered, and felt myself opening around her once again, much easier now and then her dick was fully seated inside of me. It felt good, no, it felt great. She began to increase her tempo, and the tingling increased in my body, it was like I was being overloaded. Jennifer was doing magical things to my dick and Maggie was making my pussy hers. I just let everything happen, unmoving. Maggie was fucking me for real now and the combination of what I was feeling from both women tipped me over the edge, I moaned and began unloading into Jennifer's mouth. I heard her humming happily below me, less than a minute later, Maggie was really digging her fingers into my hips as she slammed away inside of me and then she let out a very un-ladylike grunt and slammed her dick home. I knew she had cum inside of me.

I'd survived.

Maggie pulled her softening dick from my pussy and I felt her warm cum sliding out of me, along the back of my testicles. I felt Jennifer's tongue licking it all up. When she finished cleaning me she pushed me over and I ended up staring at the ceiling, not exactly sure what I should say.

"Sarah?" Jennifer called my name.

"Hmm?" I kept staring up at the ceiling.

"Are you a man, or a woman?" she asked.

I felt a tear form and rolled out of the corner of my eye, I had a lot of emotions and didn't know how to process them all at once.

"Sarah?" Maggie asked.

"I'm a woman." I answered, saying I was a man just seemed ridiculous. It wasn't just what had happened, although that had been very significant. It really did feel like a culmination of things, everything had been leading up to what had just happened and while I knew that a man was going to do something very similar to what Maggie had just done. I couldn't honestly consider myself male anymore. Thats not to say that gay men don't feel male, I'm sure they do. It was just that in that moment, I knew Jim Roberts was gone, dead, never coming back.

"You're one of us now, truly one of us Sarah." Jennifer said gently.

"I'm sorry I couldn't finish you Jennifer, I couldn't concentrate."

"It's okay, I'm good, Maggie kind of finished me earlier." he said giggling.

"When a man does this to you, it'll be different, it'll be better." Maggie said.

I shook my head, still overwhelmed with emotions. It was selfish, but I wanted them to leave. I wanted to be alone, and try to work everything out in my head.

"Jennifer, you told me you'd trade your dick for a pussy." I said, still staring at the ceiling.

"I would." I heard her answer.

"Would you Maggie?" I asked.

"Maybe a few days ago, not anymore." she said.

"Because you fucked us?" Jennifer asked.

"Yeah, don't get me wrong, I love dick, if the world came back tomorrow I'd still want dick. No actually, I'd still need dick. But fucking, that really felt good again. I thought for sure I'd never get to use my dick like that again, I hope both of you want to keep having fun like this." she said, then nudged me and added "Sarah, you can fuck me if you want to."

I didn't want to, not Maggie anyway.

Then I spoke, "Jennifer, if you could snap your fingers, and make your balls disappear, would.."

*SNAP* *SNAP* I heard her fingers.

"They're still here." she pouted.

"Maggie?" I asked.

"I don't know. I think sometimes they seem pointless, but I guess I'm a chickenshit and worry what would happen if they were gone." she admitted.

"What's going on Sarah? What's with the questions?" Jennifer asked.

I sat up and moving made me realize I was a bit sore from what Maggie had done to me.

"What do you two think of Stella?"

"Nurse Stella?" Maggie chuckled.

"I hate her tits." Jennifer answered. Jennifer was jealous of anyone's tits that were bigger than hers. "I hate her ass too." I assumed the same was true for anyone with a bigger ass than hers.

"We can trust each other, right? I'm being really serious." I said in a low tone.

The women nodded at me.

"She looks more like a woman than the rest of us." I said It was true, everyone had to agree.

"I hate her tits and ass." Jennifer repeated.

"She looks good, I'd love to fuck her." Maggie admitted.

"I fucked her earlier today, she's a freak." I said with a serious look on my face. I wanted them to know I wasn't playing around, joking, or fucking with them.

"Bullshit." Jennifer gasped.

Maggie looked at me and nodded then rolled her finger, in a 'go on.' motion.

"Do you know the Doctor is her husband?"

Both women nodded.

"You don't think it's a coincidence that she looks the way she does, and the Doctor is her husband?" I asked.

Both women just sort of shook their heads.

"He removed her balls, he said that not having testosterone helps her look the way she looks."

"Fuck offfffff!" Jennifer gasped, shaking her head from side to side. She couldn't sit still any longer.

"Is this why you're asking about our balls?" Maggie asked.

"Did you really fuck her?" Jennifer asked.

"Yeah, I did, her husband came in while we were going at it. I think he gets off watching her with someone else. I didn't notice anything weird till after I finished in her and realized she has a ballsack, but nothing in it. That's when the Doctor told me what he'd done. He said it was a simple procedure. It takes less than an hour and you'd be up and around the same day."

"He can't create a pussy though, right?" Jennifer asked.

"I don't think so, I think he would have done it to Stella. She'd definitely want that if she could have one." I answered.

"Are you asking us about all of this, because you're thinking of having him remove yours?" Maggie asked.

"I want him to take mine!" Jennifer answered immediately.

Maggie was still staring at me, waiting for me to answer.

"I'm worried that if this gets out, Captain Yeager will make the Doctor do that procedure on all of the women." I said.

Maggie was still watching me quietly.

"He wanted me to keep an eye out, if I go out with the men again, if we find any more drug stores."

"Estrogen?" Maggie asked.

"Yeah, he wants it for Stella. He said it would make her more of a woman, bigger ass, softer face, there was more stuff too." I answered.

"Is that possible?!" Jennifer squealed.

Maggie smiled a bit and asked "Does she have a nice pussy?"

"None of us have pussies." I answered.

"That woman we captured does." Jennifer answered quickly.

"All three of us have pussies. Our husbands fuck our pussies. We call them pussies and our husbands call them pussies. You should start calling yours a pussy, now that I just gave you one." Maggie said, it hit home. I supposed it was an asshole earlier today, but this was the part of our bodies that the men used like a woman's pussy. It was true that only Mia had a real pussy, but in a way it made sense, and it made this transition process simpler. The thought that some guy was fucking you in the ass seemed a lot more disagreeable, than the guy you have picked fucking your pussy. It was almost an illusion, but one all of the women could easily accept as reality.

"I want the Doctor to take my balls." Jennifer said, matter-of-factly.

"We need to figure this out, I don't know if you can just walk over there and ask him to remove your testicles." I cautioned.

"What's to figure out? You just said it was a simple process, less than an hour and that I'd be up and around afterward. There's plenty of time left in the day, Let's go talk to him now." She said, and got off the bed and started dressing.

"Jennifer, take a breath. I understand this sounds good to you, you have balls now and have had them your whole life, you can manage a few more days while we think through this." Maggie said.

"You go talk to him and ask what he needs, or what we have to do. I'll suck his dick whenever he wants or do his laundry or whatever." Jennifer said as she finished pulling her clothes on.

"I've got to go back over there in a bit. I need to talk to that woman, her name is Mia again." I explained as I started getting dressed.

"Is she pretty?" Maggie asked.

"She could be, I'm sure. Right now she's mad, scared, and has no idea what happens next. Those guys she was with were raping her, she stuck with them because she was scared to try to survive on her own. It's fucked up." I said, shaking my head.

"It's a fucked up world." Jennifer added.

"Let's meet at the pool after dinner?" I asked.

The women nodded, and then we walked into the hallway and headed off in different directions.

~

"I'm not sure exactly, but I think around here." Mia said as she pointed on the map. "I remember the town name and I know we were walking next to the highway, checking any cars that we came up on."

"What about drug stores?" I asked.

"Yeah, several, we checked them out. All the food they had was gone, but there was still a lot of medicine, a lot on the floors and shit. But yeah, lots of drugs." she answered.

"Can you show me where? I asked, and pushed the map toward her.

"One was past the mall, I think around here." she said, moving her finger in a circle. "And then there was another when the highway crossed over another highway there were some gas stations and another drug store."

"Auto parts stores?" I asked.

"Around the outside of the mall, there were a few." she answered.

"You didn't get close to the mall?" I asked.

"We got close enough to know it wasn't worth the risk of getting any closer." she said with a knowing look.

"Mia, it's incredibly important that you be 100% truthful here, okay? If you don't know something, then say you don't know, if you're not sure about something, be clear about that, alright?" I said, channelling Captain Yeager

"Yeah, I get it." she said then looked at me for a moment and added "Same goes for you, right?"

I nodded "Yeah, same goes for me."

"Are they gonna hurt me, maybe kill me?" she asked, her voice seemed tiny.

"No Mia, I promise they won't hurt, or kill you." I said, and pulled the handcuff key out of my pocket and uncuffed her.

"What happens now?" she asked.

"You're free to move around, you have to be inside before dusk and that comes straight from the captain." I said.

"He's an asshole." she said, shaking her head.

"He's got a lot on his plate." I answered. And uncuffed the bed railing, then held the cuffs and asked if she could walk.

Mia looked at the cuffs with a curious stare and then she swung her legs off the side of the bed and gingerly stood up, testing her weight on her injured leg.

"Yeah, I can walk." she said, with a bit of a grimace.

"Are they giving you anything for the pain?" I asked.

"They did after I woke up from them doing whatever they did to where I got shot. Since then it's been ibuprofen." she said a bit sarcastically.

"Let's go next door, find you a place to stay and get you some clean clothes. I'll bet a shower sounds good?" It was strange, deja-vu, I pictured Jennifer and grinned. What were the chances I'd actually get to fuck her?

"One more question before we go?" she asked and watched as I stuffed the cuffs into the waist of the jeans I wore.

I nodded.

"Are you a man?" she asked, watching me intently.

That sucked the air right out of my lungs. I knew I had to answer in a way she could understand, while not feeling like I had become a weird frankenstein monster that had big tits.

"I used to be. There aren't any women left, none that any of us have seen. Well, besides you." I answered. It was weird, but not as bad as I thought it could be.

"So, you just wanted to be a woman, was it like that for you before the virus?" she asked.

"It's a long story and we can talk all about it, I promise. Let's get you some clothes, and a place to stay first okay?" I said.

She nodded.

"And Mia, you need to know, all of the women you see here.. Are like me." I explained, it felt strange to admit.

"Men?" she asked.

"Used to be men, not anymore." I confirmed.

"Even the nurse?" she asked.

I nodded.

"What the fuck is going on here?" she asked wide-eyed.

"I'll explain everything, but first new clothes and let's get you situated." I held out my hand to help her.

"Promise nobody is going to force me to do any sex stuff. I don't think I could handle that again." she said, before taking my hand.

"Nobody is going to force you to do any sex stuff." I said gently.

We walked. Well, I walked, she hobbled to the hotel. I brought her to the room that functioned as a laundry, she went through the shelves of clothing and picked out a pair of jeans, a sweater and a simple cotton top. We stopped by the TOC and I asked for guidance on finding Mia a room. She sat cautiously on the bed in her new 'house', she was clearly exhausted from the walk and her leg was hurting. I sat with her and she told me what life had been like for her, what life was like before the virus and we both avoided the complicated discussion regarding all of the women that used to be men.

It was later in the afternoon and evening chow would be ready. So I walked with her to the chow hall, and we sat eating plates of spaghetti and the strange but tasty bread that we baked everyday.

"Do you eat like this everyday?" Mia asked as she raced forkfuls of food into her mouth.

"Yeah, we get three meals a day, sometimes the menu repeats itself but we're all thankful to have anything to eat." I explained.

"Is it okay to have more?" she asked after finishing her plate.

"Let me get it for you." I said with a grin and brought her plate back to the serving area, and heaped another pile of spaghetti onto it.

She dug right back in as soon as I returned and pushed the plate in front of her.

"You never got sick?" I asked.

"Right when the virus started, I got really sick but I got over it. Lucky I guess, it mostly just killed everyone, what about here?" she asked.

"I'm not sure about everyone, most of the soldiers that are left either may be immune or resistant, I never got the bug myself."

"You think someone made it in a lab or something?" she asked.

"No idea, besides, does it matter?" I had wondered the same thing for months and then realized that it didn't matter where it came from only that it came and killed almost everyone.

"I want you to meet some people." I said after she he finished her food.

She nodded and I helped her to her feet. We made it to the pool area and I saw Maggie and Jennifer talking together. We made our way to them and I made introductions all around. We sat and talked for a while, each of us sharing a bit of our experiences. And mostly talking about what life was like for us here at the base. Mia couldn't believe how well we were doing and she made several comments about wanting to be part of our community, that she could cook and clean. She used to work in an accounting office and was good with computers, she could type a million words a minute. Jennifer and Maggie laughed a bit and told Mia that we didn't have any computers and then added that they were fairly certain the internet had stopped working a while ago. I shot them a few looks, and they dialed back the sarcasm a bit Then it started to get dark, so I told the women I needed to get Mia back to her room, per the Captain's orders.

We made it to her room and I told her I'd be around in the morning to collect her and give her more of a tour. She asked if I could hang out for a little while, that it felt weird to suddenly be alone. I waited in her room while she showered and then she opened the bathroom door and hobbled out into the bedroom wearing a towel wrapped around her breasts. She was looking at her leg. It was discolored, and a surgical incision had been made, then sewed up.

"You're lucky." I said, she could have ended up like the three men she'd been traveling with.

"I know, I keep waiting to hear some bad news about this place, it's like it's too good to be true." she said.

I smirked at that, thinking they couldn't force her to be a woman, she already had that covered.

She got herself onto her bed and let out a long sigh "This feels so good." she said.

"Are you better now?" I asked.

She smiled and nodded.

"Tomorrow, first thing?" I asked and got up from the chair.

"Is anyone waiting for you?" she asked.

I shook my head.

"Stay? It's weird being alone." she said.

I chased the thought away, but it persisted... "pussy." There wasn't any rule about fucking women here, only that we weren't allowed to fuck the other women that used tot be men. Mia had never been a man, she was fair game.

"Okay." I said and sat back in the chair.

"I'm beat, it's been a crazy day." she said. She sat up, then unwrapped her towel and her perky tits were revealed, she had a massive bush of dark hair around her pussy and wiggled around, pulling the blanket over her nude body, and closed her eyes laying on her side.

I decided I'd wait for her to fall asleep, maybe start snoring and then I'd quietly get up and go back to my place.

She pulled back the blanket on the other side of the bed, and patted the mattress with her hand.

Then I was in bed next to her, wearing just my panties and her arm was draped over my stomach. Her breathing evened out and then slowed, in minutes she was asleep.

I lay there and imagined pushing my dick into her hairy pussy, it would be hot, juicy, and have the smell of sex. I imagined her softly moaning and then wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper into her body.

The thought was enticing and I wondered if she would want me like that.

My thoughts switched to what had happened that day. I'd fucked Stella. I wanted to do that again, in fact I wanted to do that regularly with her. Later in the day I'd been fucked myself, for the first time in my life I had a dick inside of me, a big dick and while it was terrifying at first, by the time it was over it pushed a button inside me somewhere that had me questioning myself, I was no longer a man, I'd said as much. I was one of the women now, the final piece to that puzzle will be when one of the men fucked me. I knew it would be Jones, it was silly to avoid it at this point.

But Mia, could I let myself entertain thoughts of having her as my own? I paused and accepted that I was thinking too much, and it was just so strange to be lying in bed with a woman. A woman with a vagina. It seemed almost too strange to be true.

Mia's hand slid down my stomach and came to rest on my panties. It moved slightly, almost teasing. I hardened and decided that if she reached inside of my panties I'd do whatever I could to fuck her, I waited and smiled, imagining her pussy opening for me and feeling her shudder below me in orgasm, it seemed like a moment later there was light streaming in the room, and I opened my eyes and realized it was morning.

"Hey there." her voice sounded almost like a song. I turned my head and looked at her. She was smiling and buried almost entirely in the blanket.

"Hey there yourself." I answered and gave her a smile.

"Did we have sex, or was I dreaming?" she asked.

"You were dreaming." I answered with a bit of a frown.

"Thank you, you were wonderful." she said as a big grin spread across her face.

"Did I make you cum?" I chuckled as I asked.

Her hand wiggled under the blanket, then snaked out with two of her fingers glistening. I wanted to suck them into my mouth.

"Mia, you realize of course that you're making me crazy right now, you know that don't you?" I asked.

She tugged down the blankets exposing my tits and she looked at them for a time silently.

"Gonna just stare, or do I get to see yours too?" I asked.

The blankets moved and her tits were pressed against each other as she lay on her side.

"You're beautiful, you know?" I said.

"I used to be, but then everything changed.

"You're beautiful." I repeated.

She smiled and watched me. Her mouth moved as if she wanted to speak, and then her words formed and she asked.

"Did they make you?" her eyes were focused on my tits,

I had to explain about the rules. About the people that didn't provide or protect, how they were made to become women, and how all of them had accepted it and had come to embrace it. How I had come to embrace it. But at that moment, all I could think of was being inside of her.

End Pt. 05