Valley After 1.1: Roommates

Author's note: Navalea is a polyamorous and pansexual woman who gains a penis one day. Her story is a sexy slow burn of friends discovering themselves, and each other, while surviving the fall and rebirth of civilization.

Hearts ❤︎ indicate erotic chapters. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy!

~ Part 1: Transition ~

Ch. 1: ❤︎ Roommates

I vividly remember when I told Kira about the changes I was going through. We'd known each other since childhood, and were both in our late 20s now. Our friendship didn't develop into anything romantic, which was great, since that can get so messy.

Back then we were sharing a 2-bedroom apartment. Most of that Saturday was spent wandering from one game to the next, until I eventually I put down the controller, and tried to build up my courage.

"What's up Navalea?" Kira had apparently noticed my pensiveness, looking at me curiously.

I looked away from my best friend, with her curvy, pale body and long violet hair. Most people would kill to have Kira's natural golden hair. However, dumb jealousy or stereotypes caused people to assume she was a bottle blonde, and silently (or loudly!) judged her for it. So she dyed it a variety of fantastical colors. May as well make things obvious, she told me once.

In contrast, my thin frame, flat chest, and short dark hair haphazardly arranged atop my dusky face often caused people to mistake me for a boy. I eventually leaned into that. Shorts and tank tops it is! The girlfriends and boyfriends I've had over the years never seemed to mind. Many even seemed to prefer my boyish looks.

Though now, the changes made things SO much more complicated, in a bunch of ways...

The words rushed out of me.

I immediately lost her.

"Crispy jean... what?" she flashed a puzzled expression.

I didn't notice at first, and nodded enthusiastically. "Right! CRISPR-Cas9 gene therapy to modify my stem cells and encourage telomerase activation in..." my words faded as I finally noticed the faint smile on her face.

"I understood a few of those words," she mused with a wider grin.

"Right. Sorry. Uh..." I hesitated a moment, searching for something she could relate to. "How do you... uh, clean your guns?" It sometimes felt weird that the awkward nerdy kid I played with on playgrounds is now a... what did she call it? Close protection officer? Bodyguard, basically.

"Well it depends on the model," she said with a shrug. "In the case of my SIG MPX you remove the mag, lock the BCG, check the..." she trailed off as I returned the same smile of confusion. "Ah. Well... basically you do a safety check, disassemble, clean the parts, lubricate and reassemble."

"Do you clean with soap or something?"

"No," she shook her head. "Soap would ruin the finish and make the metal rust. You gotta use special solvents that remove carbon and stuff."

There's something I could use. "Okay. So... like you maintain your guns, the cells in our body regularly clean stuff inside them too. Some do it the right way, but others are harsh, scraping off the 'finish' protecting our DNA. Like rusting metal, this damage causes aging and cancer, among other things."

Kira nodded along. "I think I get it so far."

I continued, "So yeah, my doctor was worried those aging effects could become a problem with my Kleinfelter syndrome. It's kind of unusual already."

"Since you're a girl?"

"Yeah," I nodded. "People with three sex chromosomes are usually born as dudes... well, mostly. It's complicated. Anyway, they used stem cells and something called telomerase activation to try and fix things. The good new is think it worked!"

"That's wonderful news!" My best friend flashed a happy grin and took my hands, holding them.

"Yeah! I should be okay in the long term, but... I got weird side effects that hadn't shown up in earlier trials." I took a deep breath, then let it out. "It activated my Y chromosome that's normally dormant. The chromosome guys have. Long story short, my body's going through... changes. Like puberty, but different, and in months instead of years." I sighed deeply. "It honestly was really painful for a while. My doctor gave me strong painkillers, and it's thankfully gotten a lot better in the past few weeks, but that's why I had to take time off work."

Kira listened intently, then finally spoke up. "So, changes like your..." She gestured at my chest, which had become a lot more visible through my shirts.

"Um, well, yeah. That, and... other things."

"Other things?" She glanced down, then away, blushing. Of course she noticed when I switched to baggy sweatpants. In the past we never wore much around the apartment, usually just a shirt and panties. Panties couldn't hide the... new parts.

Not that Kira changed her habits. She always hung up her towel to dry over the shower rod before walking to her room. It was sometimes distracting when she chatted with me in the hallway while wearing nothing at all. It wasn't a big deal though. She was my best friend, not a girlfriend or anything. We haven't ever shared a romantic interest. She simply felt safe and comfortable around someone she's known since elementary school.

We'd shown each other what our bodies looked like, way back as kids, and had seen each other naked a lot of times. Though, it did feel a little different when she asked now. I wasn't sure why, maybe just my own anxiety about the changes? Maybe because she hadn't asked to see me naked in years?

I was certainly not flat-chested anymore. My body had become so curvy, busty, and... feminine? It was really ironic considering the new, um, shaft now dangling between my legs. To the outside world I looked more womanly than ever before in my life, yet when I took my clothes off...

These thoughts flashed through my mind to distract me from the fact my best friend was now staring at the naked cock dangling over my pussy. Even while relaxed, it was about half a foot long.

"Ah, yeah, that sure is... different," Kira said and looked away. Her cheeks flushed bright red. I hastily pulled my underwear and sweatpants back up again. That struggled to hide what was now happening between my legs. I tried to cover the bulge casually with one hand.

"So yeah. I'm worried it might be... too much, you know? I can't just swap it out like a strapon!" Anxiety rose in my voice.

"How... big does it get?" she asked with a wavering tone.

"Um... I haven't measured exactly, but..." I gestured with my hands.

"Wow."

"Yeah," I said nervously, squirming against the full erection now poking up from the sweatpants under my shirt, nearly reaching my breasts. I hoped it wasn't too obvious. I couldn't fix it without drawing more attention to it. I felt panic rising in my chest. "I have no clue how I'll tell someone interested in me. Or... my family! What if they visit? It was difficult enough telling them I'm bi!"

Kira took my hand and looked in my eyes, reassuring me. "I doubt they'll visit any time soon. You know what they're like. And if anyone else has a problem with it, well they can go fuck right off! You're awesome!"

"Thank you," I breathed out a stressed sigh.

She pulled me into a hug. Just like we've done a million times... only now, my hardon was trapped between our bellies. Kira thankfully didn't comment about that.

"Now," she continued with a relaxing smile. "I promised to hang out with Julien and play some Borderlands today. Are you good?"

I waved towards our bedrooms. "Go. Kill bandits with your boyfriend. I'm good. Thank you so much!" She gave me another hug, before heading back to her room.

Yeah yeah I know, we were both huge nerds, whatever. Consoles in the living room, PCs in our bedrooms. What can I say, we liked gaming more than scrolling social media. After giving my hardon time to relax, I headed into the kitchen. It was my day to do dishes. I'd been putting it off. Bleh.

I finished the chores and headed back to my own room. Just about to close my door, I froze. Faint sounds drifted from Kira's room across the hall.

Oh.

Just masturbating. Nothing I hadn't heard before. I turned towards my room.

Oh...

Fifteen minutes ago, she said she was going to game with her boyfriend.

Um.

I felt my heart racing as I silently moved towards the door. Then I heard a soft moan. I hurried back to my room, quietly closing my door behind me. I shouldn't have done that! It made perfect sense she wouldn't just announce she was going to masturbate. That would be so weird!

And we'd never been friends like that. More like sisters or something. Yet my body had a mind of its own, and it felt so strange to get... turned on, from hearing that moan. Especially now that arousal came with... well, different reactions in my body.

Uhng. Not a big deal, right? It's just masturbation.

Flopping on my back on the bed, I pushed down my sweatpants and boxers, letting my achingly hard shaft flop out onto my belly. I wrapped a hand around it, starting to slowly glide my fingers up and down, while my other hand reached below and started rubbing my pussy. My cock had basically replaced my clit, and the new stimulation felt so weird.

Then the hand teasing my pussy slipped up under my shirt to fondle the my breasts, much larger and firmer after the hormonal changes. My fingers found one nipple and rolled it around, flicking it, while jerking off my new cock with increasing desperation.

I pushed the thoughts of Kira out of my mind, and focused on Amisaki. A cute Japanese woman I had a fling with a few months ago, so composed and proper most of the time, flashing bashful smiles to anyone who complimented her trim outfits.

I bit my lower lip as I recalled the first time we really explored her fantasies together. I dressed her in a tight top and short skirt, before snugly securing a gag around her face. She couldn't talk or protest as I bent her over my bed. Couldn't say anything with that lovely, light voice, except moan around the gag. I teased her for hours with toys before finally letting her climax.

Then my mental image shifted. Kneeling down behind her. Parting her pretty pink folds, as I guided my new cock into Ami's tight, squirming body. I moaned from the thoughts, stroking in earnest now, and didn't last long. I shuddered as I covered my belly and tits with hot cum. Humping the air, stifling my gasps, not wanting Kira to hear me, I panted quietly and shivered through waves of pleasure.

Not wanting Kira to hear me.

How...

How did I hear her?

Was she intentionally...

I gasped and couldn't stop stroking, even while things got far too sensitive. I lifted my legs up, bending my knees, as new images flashed through my mind. Kira in the place of Ami. Ami guiding us together. Kissing Kira. I came so hard the second time that I lay in a daze in bed. I eventually drifted off to sleep right there. It was the most satisfying climax I'd had in months, since the last time I had sex before the treatments.

The shame arrived later. After I woke up.

Remembering that fantasy.

I had... I had climaxed to the thought of...

I shook my head and tried to reassure myself. It was normal to sometimes think about friends that way, right? Human are sexual creatures, after all. Just, just don't make it weird! Get on with my life.

~~~~~

"Um, Kira..."

It was about a week later, and I was standing in the bathroom, looking into the shower. It was nearly empty, except one thing.

"I! Oh. I... um..." she hastily scrambled back into the bathroom, her nude body brushing past me. She gripped and tugged the toy off the floor of the shower with a pop of the suction cup.

"Sorry!" She bashfully rushed out and disappeared into her room in a hurry.

I sat on the toilet, processing what I just saw. Well, that was new!

We'd talked about our toys from time to time. Just the sort of normal stuff close friends do, right? She never mentioned she got one of these. I prefer the real thing, she said to me once.

So yeah, it was surprising for her to buy a dildo. I wonder when she got it? It was pretty big, did she work up to that? It coincidentally looked the same size as my new cock. I shrugged, finished up in the bathroom, and went on with my day.

Kira brought it up later while we were playing Mario Party. "So yeah, um... just trying out new things with Julien, you know?" she mused with an overly-casual shrug. "I got him something too, though he didn't want to use it. Felt too anxious."

"Oh?" I asked while finishing the last jump of the current minigame. I let out a stressed sigh. I probably take these challenges way too seriously!

"Yeah, you know, one of the toys guys can use. The... proportions made him feel self-conscious. You can have it if you want."

"Huh, really?" I perked up a bit, very curious now.

"Yeah, I know you haven't had sex in a while, so..."

"Sure I guess." I shrugged my shoulders, trying not to act too excited. Did she get him a...

Kira returned with a fleshlight in hand. I turned it over, looking inquisitively. I'm mostly into girls, so I'd never seen one in person before. It was much bigger than I expected. "Sorry he didn't like it," I said. "I know he can be rather anxious about his..."

"Yeah," she replied. "I do what I can, but guys get really hung up about that sort of thing. It's a crappy social stigma."

I poked at the entrance. It felt kinda squishy. Huh. It was also one of those clear ones, completely see-through except the tip, which was opaque and had some buttons on the end.

"Oh yeah," she continued, "It's a little more high-tech than regular ones. You know that remote-control toy I have? This has wifi too, and they can sync up. So I could feel it when he uses it, vibrating my toy when he thrusts."

"Hah, can you imagine if we synced it now!" I laughed and grinned to her.

"Yeah... can't imagine!" she giggled hesitantly and looked away.

"So, um, how do you..."

"Well, lube is important. And cleaning it afterwards. Obviously a little harder that women's toys, but not too bad. You can remove the inside like this." She took it and unscrewed the tip, revealing the other end of the squishy liner. "And yeah, that button on the end connects it with nearby active toys. Just hold it down, if you want to use that with a girlfriend sometime."

"Well, thanks!" I said happily as she handed it back.

"Yeah, um, I figured it might help get used to the changes, you know? Before hooking up with someone." Her cheeks burnt bright red, and she turned back to focus on the game. Right, yeah, we were playing a game. I'd forgotten.

"Yeah, it should be fun!" I said and picked up the controller.

"And let me know if you ever want to try the... other features," she blurted out a little haphazardly.

"Oh, yeah, that would be wild!"

"Yeah, right?!" she laughed. I felt my body tingle strangely while we continued to the next minigame. Odd!

~~~~~

I was in the kitchen a few days later, making coffee while Kira was doing dishes, chatting about our plans for the weekend. We meet up with some friends to play board games and stuff, that kind of thing. I tend to like heavier, more complex games, while Kira enjoys party games.

"The Crew is pretty fun," Kira said while putting the plates away. "I had a chance to try it at a cafe last week."

"Oh yeah, that's the co-op one?"

"Yeah, trick taking, hidden hands, and... oh..." She paused and bit her lower lip. I looked at her with concern, then noticed the sound in the otherwise silent room.

My heart started racing in my chest when I realized what the sound was, and asked her, "Having, um, fun with Julien today?" I looked away hastily.

"Ooh... kinda..." she stammered out while steadying herself against a countertop. "It's, just on, random. He's... busy."

"Oh. Okay." I felt myself blushing. She often had that remote-control toy strapped to her leg as part of her play with her boyfriend. It usually just wasn't as noticeable as now. She must've put it on a very high random setting.

"Yeah, um," she continued as the buzzing died down. She took a moment to compose herself, the continued putting dishes away. "Yeah, when it's not synced to anything, it just changes at random. He has an app to control it. I figured that fleshlight would be fun, but oh well."

We stood there silently for a few minutes, with just the clank of dishes. My coffee finished pouring.

"You know, we could test it out." I felt my heart thudding. I tried to keep my voice casual, while adding the creamer into my coffee.

"To... see if it works?" her voice shook a little.

"Yeah."

"Just a test."

"Right. In case I want to, try it with a lover or something." My hands felt weak as I put the creamer back in the fridge.

"Yeah. Of course." She started putting the glasses away.

"I haven't actually... tried it yet. You know."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, this would be the first time." I laughed for no reason and shrugged my shoulders. I don't know why.

"Okay. Well, you don't have to."

"I... think I want to."

"Right now?"

"Oh! Sure, I guess?" My friend wasn't even putting dishes away now, just fidgeting with the glasses in the cabinet. Rearranging them over and over.

"Okay." I picked up my coffee. I didn't know what else to say, so I just went back to my room. My heart was pounding so fast. I put the coffee down on the desk with trembling hands. It'd probably go cold, but I didn't care.

Am I really doing this?

We're just friends. It's not like we're actually having sex or anything. Just using toys, on our own. In different rooms. They just happen to be connected online. It's no big deal.

I got out the fleshlight and held the power button. A connection light flashed blue a few times, then turned green. I held the toy in my hand, staring at it for a while. I heard clanking from the kitchen as Kira started filling up dirty dishes in the dishwasher.

I scooted into bed. Pushed my pants and boxers down. Not even getting undressed. It's no big deal.

I was completely soft from anxiety.

I laid back, closed my eyes, and relaxed, thinking of Kae. Her soft, curvy, dark skin and frizzy hair. I reached up under my shirt and caressed my breasts, remembering the last time I held hers. Months ago. Too long ago. I pinched my nipples and bit my lip. Forgetting about the toys for a while. Just enjoying my body, while thinking of a past girlfriend, hands exploring my bosom before drifting down between my legs.

The anxiety was fading. I embraced my growing cock with soft fingers, slowly moving up and down as it got fully erect. Then I grabbed some lube from my bedside table, and started stroking in earnest.

Then my mind suddenly became immensely focused on the toy laying beside me in bed. I felt the anxiety returning. Shaking it aside, I reached over and picked up the toy. Put a lot of lube around the entrance, and into the hole. Maybe too much. I don't know? Hadn't used one before.

Then I slowly pushed it down around my cock. I groaned as I felt those artificial lips part around my tip, squeezing tightly, and the connection light flickered. I heard a faint yelp from the kitchen. It must've taken her by surprise?

I felt nervous excitement while watching that light flicker. We're just... friends getting off. Separately. Not even in the same room.

My heart started thudding again as I pushed deeper and deeper into the toy. I bit my lower lip and tugged nearly free, then pushed down again, and again. I rolled over onto my side and started humping it in earnest. My free hand cupped a breast under my shirt, caressing and teasing.