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Here's my latest.

Now, onto the boring stuff

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DISCLAIMERS

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This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, 
and is not intended for the perusal of minors.  Further if perusal of 
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All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any 
resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.

This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic.  The 
parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely 
at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no 
apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or 
magic that may be broken within the story.

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Now onto the fun stuff

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"Yes, he was. You think anybody else was affected?"

Kelly, who was looking around, said, "I think a lot more. Maybe everybody."

"What makes you say that?"

"Take a look around. It's Saturday afternoon, well, nearly so. Where 
are all the boys? We should be able to see at least a few, riding 
bikes, playing catch, or just hanging out."

Kate said, "Yeah, you're right, but do you really think that 
everybody was affected?"

"There's only one way to find out. We'll have to go down the street 
knocking on doors and asking."

David said, "You want us to go down the street and knock on doors 
looking like this?"

"It's got to be done. If necessary Kelly and I could do it alone, but 
four will do it a lot faster than two will."

Mark said, "She's right. We've got to bite the bullet and get this done."

"So now that we've got that settled, we can split up and head down 
the streets. We girls will take the opposite side of the street. 
We'll split up, each couple going in a separate direction."

Having a plan, they proceeded to implement it. They went down the 
street a few blocks and knocked on every door. It started slow, with 
only a few people trickling out at first, but it quickly picked up 
speed, and within the hour, the street was filled with what appeared 
to be a large group of women. With others helping, the group soon 
grew to hundreds, then thousands. Apparently, everyone male in the 
small town where they lived had been transformed into a shemale.

Any man who was married or who lived with his girlfriend had been 
given a body exactly the same as his significant other's. Every other 
male, to best guess, had been transformed into a female version of 
himself. There was a lot of discussion about what had done it, but it 
was all guessing. No one really had any clues. Kate expected some 
arguments and fights, but mostly everyone was too stunned to fight.

In the next few hours, there was more interaction, more milling 
about, between the people then had occurred in Time Square every New 
Year's Eve since they first started dropping the ball. Kate got to 
meet a bunch of people she otherwise would never have met, as well as 
get to know all over again some who she hadn't seen in a long time.

One of the people she got to meet again was her sister, Amanda. About 
a year ago, Amanda had gotten married. They meant to keep in touch, 
but after the marriage and the honeymoon, this thing or that thing 
had always seem to crop up in one of their lives, so despite only 
living across town, they rarely heard from one another.

After some brief pleasantries, including some introductions (Amanda 
and some of her friends meeting Kate and some of her friends), Amanda 
asked, "So what do you make of all this?"

Kate shrugged her shoulders. "I have no idea. Whatever it is, it 
seems to be limited to our town. The TV still shows plenty of guys 
everywhere except here."

"Any idea about who or what did this?"

"I wouldn't even want to hazard a guess, but I think the bigger 
question right now is why. What possible reason could there be for 
this?" Kate asked, making a sweeping gesture with her arms to 
encompass the view of everyone.

Susie, one of Amanda's friends, guessed, "Maybe it's some kind of an 
invasion. They use some kind of device to turn all our men into 
women, then, while we're all confused and disoriented, they just 
march in and take over."

Amanda derisively replied, "Yeah, we're such a big military target, 
what with our zero military bases, no easy accessibility to major 
airport or bus terminal, and nothing more than branch offices for all 
our banks and credit unions."

Kate said, "Not necessarily that bad of an idea. I don't think 
there's anything to be gained from the takeover of our sleepy, little 
hamlet, but our relative isolation might make us a target for 
somebody who wanted to prove that he could hit anyone, at any time."

Jane, one of Kate's friends, asked, "Y'know what I think?"

Kelly said, "Let me guess. Government conspiracy?"

"How'd you know?"

"Because you could find a government conspiracy in the fact that your 
favorite brand of toothpaste changed its flavor."

After everybody had a brief chuckle, Jane said, "Very funny. But this 
does make sense. The government develops some kind of device for 
changing the sex of enemies, but they need to test it first, so they 
pick a little town that isn't close enough to any major city where 
they might be able to warn the news service."

"That's silly. First off, if we were the victims of some secret 
government experiment, they'd have troops ready to move in to ensure 
that we didn't go squawking to anybody. It'd be easy to claim that we 
were the victims of some viral agent used by terrorists, and we 
needed to be quarantined. Secondly, it'd be too easy to use something 
like this in a war on terrorism and be totally justified. Could you 
imagine the effect a weapon that could do this would have on the 
misogynistic factions of fundamentalist Islam?"

Kate was finding the discussion intriguing, but was distracted by a 
tap on the shoulder. She turned and saw mark and asked, "Hey, honey, 
what's up?"

"It's time for someone to go pick up Petunia. Considering what 
happened, I think you better go pick her up without me, so you can 
let her know what's happened and get her used to the idea of what 
Elliott and I look like."

"That'd probably be best. Kelly and I can go together in the minivan."

Kelly and Kate quickly headed back home, got the minivan, and drove 
the 40 minute trip to the bus station where they would pick up 
Petunia and Kelly's daughter, Deborah. After a brief wait, the bus 
pulled in, the passengers disembarked, and the mothers and daughters 
quickly found each other. One of the first things Petunia said was, 
"Where's dad? I've got some neat stuff I want to show him."

"Your father couldn't make it. He was feeling a little under the weather."

Just then, Kate heard some people talking. It was just snippets here 
and there, but it scared her witless. The bits about, "Changed into 
women," and, "All a bunch of bimbos now," didn't scare her so much 
as, "Caused by some kind of biological weapon," and, "Whole town 
needs to be quarantined." so, without explaining it immediately to 
their kids, Kate and Kelly quickly collected the luggage, ushered 
everyone back to the minivan, and drove home as fast as possible.

On the way back, Kelly explained what had happened to the men of the 
town. Petunia's reaction was, "So now dad and Elliot have boobs? That 
is so cool!"

With all the stress of the day,  Kate found herself yelling, "IT IS 
NOT COOL! Your father and brother had been transformed against their 
will by something or someone! Until the authorities know what to do, 
they may be taken away from us, thrown in jail or God knows what! WE 
MIGHT LOSE THEM! So this is definitely NOT cool! UNDERSTAND?!"

Kate felt Kelly's hand on her arm, both comforting and warning. She 
heard Petunia say, "I'm sorry, mommy. I didn't..." Petunia wasn't 
sure what it was she wasn't supposed to have done, but she was 
clearly afraid that she had done something very wrong.

Kate reached between the seats and said, "No, dear, mommy is sorry. I 
shouldn't have yelled at you. It's just been a really bad day. Do you 
forgive me?"

Petunia reached out and took her mother's hand. "I forgive you, 
mommy, and it'll be okay. Isn't that what you're always saying? As 
long as the family stays together, it'll be okay?"

Kate told her daughter, "Yes, dear, it'll be okay," and Petunia 
seemed to accept that, but Kate couldn't quite convince herself.

When they got home, there were a few people milling about, but most 
of the people seemed to have gone home. As they pulled up in front of 
Kate's house, Kate warned, "Now, remember, no teasing."

Both of the girls agreed, and they then and got out and started 
unloading the car. Soon, Mark came out, and Petunia said, "Dad, is 
that you? You look great!"

"Thank you, darling, but let's get your stuff inside. We've been 
holding dinner for you, and everybody else is starved."

Elliott came running out of the house and jumped from the porch over 
the steps to the front walk. It was nothing he hadn't done dozens of 
times before, but this time his breasts (which still weren't inside a 
bra) bounced painfully, forcing a short pause before he took off down 
the walk towards the minivan. Kate paused, wondering whether she 
should lecture him on running around without a bra, or just let him 
discover the problems on his own. She decided that, at least for the 
time being, she'd go with the latter.

As Mark handed a couple of bags to Elliott, Kate leaned over and 
whispered to him, "We need to talk." Mark just nodded.

David came out and started getting Deborah's bags and said, "We 
decided we'd have a backyard picnic for dinner. It'll give us a 
chance to socialize, what with the girl's return and our changes."

After everybody got their bags and returned to their houses, Kate 
pulled Mark the side and quickly explained what she had overheard at 
the bus station. Mark sighed and said, "I was afraid of this."

Kate said, "We've got to get out of here, grab some clothes and run 
for the hills!"

"No, hun, we can't do that."

"But the government might come and try to take you away!"

"I suppose that's a real possibility."

"AND YOU'RE OKAY WITH THAT?!"

"Not okay, but it may be the best option."

"How can you say that?!"

"Honey, we don't know what caused this. It may very well be viral in 
nature. The government may have to quarantine us for the sake of the 
nation. Could you imagine what would happen if every male in the USA 
changed like us?"

"Oh, honey, I don't want to lose you."

Mark took Kate in his arms and hugged her. "Don't worry. They 
probably won't take us away. It's far more likely that they'll 
surround the town with a military cordon and quarantine us, not 
allowing anybody in or out. I didn't think about this until you were 
gone, but you might be a carrier, not affected by the virus, but 
capable of spreading it. Of course, that presupposes a viral cause."

"How likely do you think that is?"

"Not very. This is too perfect. Each man becomes an exact body double 
for his wife or lover, but only if they're living together? It 
certainly makes things easy on a lot of us."

"So what do you think caused it?"

Mark shrugged. "I wish I knew. It would solve a lot of problems."

After a few seconds, without discussing it, they just decided to end 
the conversation since neither one could figure out anything to say. 
They instead decided to focus on the minutiae of dinner, getting 
plates, silverware, food, etc.

Halfway through dinner, the army came. The parents kept their 
children calm by concentrating on their meal and pretended like 
nothing was happening. As Mark had said earlier, the military 
surrounded the town and closed off all access, in and out. The only 
people who weren't residents who walked through the town were all 
clad in bulky BIOS suits. All the men from the army kept saying that 
they were only there to help, and that they would try to interfere as 
little as possible, but few, if any, really believed them.

************

EARLY THE NEXT DAY...

Mark was incredulous. "So that's it?!"

The head of the scientific team, who was walking around without his 
head gear, said, "Yeah, that's it. Sorry for all the trouble. If I 
had known how easy this was going to be, we could have come in early 
yesterday afternoon and had it all done by dinner. Instead, we come 
in like we're invading and wind up scaring the hell out of everybody."

"Uh-huh. Now tell me again what gave me these," Mark said, pointing 
to his boobs.

"Well, apparently it's a unique combination of solar radiation 
filtered through the magnetic effects that cause sun spots, a 
particularly intense blast of cosmic radiation that managed to get 
through to the town, and some normally harmless local gases escaping 
from the earth."

"Uh-huh. So why do most of us look like our wives/significant others?"

"Close proximity to your loved one resulted in adapting to their body shape."

"Right. And you're all finished here? You don't plan on coming back?"

"Well, we'll come back if we find some kind of way to turn you back, 
but since we don't know the exact levels of everything that combined 
to do this, I don't think there's much chance of that. I'm sorry, but 
it looks like you just have to get used to living looking like a 
woman."

"Right. I have to get back to my wife now."

Mark walked back to his wife and as soon as he was within earshot, 
said, "What a crock."

In a stern whisper, Kate said, "Be quiet! They're leaving. That's the 
important thing."

Mark dropped his voice to a whisper. "All right, but did you hear 
that explanation? I may only be a high-school science teacher, but 
that was the biggest load of crap I ever heard."

"Do you think he was lying?"

"No, I don't. As far as I could tell, he believes everything he said."

"So what's the problem? He probably knows a lot more about this thing 
than you do."

"I have no doubt about that. But that just makes one more mystery to 
add to all this."

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it. Something transforms a whole town of men into female 
look-alikes, forcing the military to move in and cordon off the whole 
town, and the scientist who can clear it all up finds enough evidence 
to do so after just a few hours of work? It's just too fantastic."

"So what do you think is behind it?"

"I don't know what, but I'm pretty sure there's a who involved. 
Someone did this to us."

"How can you be so sure?"

"I already told you about my opinions regarding men turning into 
exact body doubles of their wives. Now you can add in the fact that, 
according to our tests, we've lost no virility, despite our 
appearance we can still father children, and that unbelievable 
explanation for all this. Someone out there wants us to look like 
women, but wants to minimize the amount of suffering that causes."

"But who? Who would have the power to do this, and why would they want to?"

"I don't know, but I suspect if we answer that second question, we'll 
probably get the answer to the first."

Kate didn't know what to say. The concept that there was someone out 
there with that kind of power was nothing short of mind boggling, and 
yet, her husband made way too much sense to just ignore.

Luckily, both of them were distracted when a couple of Kate's friends 
called to them. Mark said, "You go talk to your friends. I'll go 
check on the kids."

Kate went over to her friends, and Susie said, "I'm glad that's over."

Kate replied, "I'm not so sure," and told the girls about Mark's theories.

Jane said, "There's someone out there with the power to do this, but 
it's not the government? Even I am not a crackpot enough to think 
that."

"Ha ha, very funny. Mark makes a good case. I don't think we can 
dismiss him out of hand."

Susie said, "I don't care who is doing this. I just want them to 
change our husbands back to normal."

Amanda said, "What's the big deal? So you snuggle up to a woman for a 
while. Your husband's still got all his male equipment as well as a 
couple boobs to play with. It's the best of both worlds."

Susie shut her eyes and spoke slowly, barely keeping her exasperation 
in check. "Not everyone is bisexual like you, Amanda. I was raised to 
believe that the being a lesbian was wrong. I just can't bring myself 
to touch him anymore."

"Are you saying you don't love him any more?"

Kate said, "It's not about love. It's about a physiological reaction. 
I love Mark, but when I look at him, I just don't feel that... need 
to be naked with him that I used to."

Amanda asked, "Is it really that big a deal?" A few of the girls nodded.


-- 
"This is reality, not T.V.  Can't you tell the difference?"
"Sure, I just like T.V. better."

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J R D

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