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  Joe handed the phone back to Linda.  She put it beside her
seat and lay back into the sun again.  Joe took a long draw of his
tea glass.  He thought of the irony of the situation.  He would be
working on his buddy's car, maybe wearing this suit.  "I might be
one of the best looking fuel injection specialists around," he
thought to himself, grinning like an idiot.

     He lay back on the lounge and closed his eyes.  In a little
while, he turned, presenting his other side to the rays.  In what
seemed like no time at all, he heard the powerful rumble of Jay's
944 come up the drive.  Linda got up when she heard the car.  She
walked to the driveway gate.

     "Hi, Jay," she called.  "Barb, I'm glad you came."

     "When you said food, Jay couldn't resist," Barb teased.

     Barb was in her mid-twenties, and very attractive.  A little
shorter than Linda, with red hair, and a great figure.  She was
wearing a cover-up, and obviously had her swimsuit on under it.
Jay was wearing a loud Hawaiian type shirt and shorts.  They both
carried bags which had a change of clothes inside.  They walked
through the patio gate, where Joe stood, feeling self conscious
again.  Jay saw him first, and his eyes widened when he recognized
him.

     "Joe!" Jay exclaimed.  "How you doing?  God, you're looking
good.  Real good."  Jay could not take his eyes from his friend.

     "Hi, Joe," Barb said, looking him over, obviously curious.

     "Hi, Barb, good to see you," Joe said, smiling.  He was
embarrassed standing there in the close fitting swimsuit.

     "Jay told me about your...  err...  situation," Barb said,
trying to help Joe feel more at ease.  "I must admit, I've ever
heard of anything like it before.  You certainly look, err...  a...
Well, healthy."

     "Yeah, I guess healthy is a good word for it," Joe said,
amused at Barb's description of him.  "If I get any healthier I can
run for Miss America."

     Joe saw that Jay hardly took his eyes off him.  He went over
to his pal.  "So you think that chip will give that four-banger of
yours enough guts to take the rotary, huh?" he joked.

     "I hope so," Jay replied, "At least until you pull another
rabbit out of your hat with that damn Japanese clone car."

     "You can call it a clone when you get an engine as good as the
wankel," Joe returned.  He felt better talking with Jay.  It seemed
more like normal.

     "Right now I'm going to cool down," Jay said, sticking his
foot in the pool.  When he decided it was all right, he dived in
and swam to the other side.

     "It's great!" he said.  "Come on in."

     Linda and Barb were already sitting in the lounge chairs,
talking about who knows what.  Joe did not know about getting in
the water with Jay.  "What the hell," he thought.  "I don't really
want to sit through girl talk."  He walked to the edge, and,
without stopping, dived in as gracefully as he could.  He surfaced
in the middle, and noticed that he could stay afloat much easier
than he ever did before.

     "This is weird, Jay," Joe said as Jay swam over to him.  "I'm
floating so easy, much easier than before."

     "You got those natural life preservers now," Jay teased him.

     "Maybe that's it," Joe considered, grinning.  He was smaller
and lighter.  He probably did have a higher fat to bone and muscle
ratio.

     "Come on ladies, get your butts in here," Jay yelled.  "You
can talk later."

     Linda and Barb looked at Jay.  He waved them over to the pool.
Joe hoped they would come in too.  He wanted company.  The girls
came over and sat at the edge of the pool.  Joe swam over to Linda.
He went the last few feet under water, and grabbed her foot.  He
tried to pull her in, but he just did not have to strength to
overpower her when she resisted.  She realized that he could not
force her in, so she let herself be pulled in.  Joe could tell that
she did it.  When they bobbed to the surface together, he looked at
her.

     "I couldn't pull you in," he said, knowing she already knew
it.  "I didn't have the strength to pull you in," he repeated.

     "Don't worry about it, Joe," Linda tried to reassure him.
"That's not important at all."

     "It is to me," Joe said.

     Barb had a beach ball, and threw it at both of them.

     "Let's toss the ball around," she called.  "Pick your sides.
How about boys against girls?"

     "Come on Barb, that's low," Joe said grinning.  It hurt, but
he knew she was trying to keep his spirits up, but did not know
what to do.  It was an awkward situation for everyone.

     "Aww, Joe, she was only teasing," Linda came to her defense.
"You're going to have to get used to it, and you're among friends
here."

     "I'm sorry, Joe," Barb said.  "I guess it seemed like a dig,
but I really meant I wanted you on my side."

     "Okay, then," Joe said.  "Let's all take him on."  He swam to
the end of the pool.  Linda and Barb followed him.

     Jay went to the other end.  He had the ball, and when they
were ready, he tossed it to the other end, aiming at Barb.  She hit
the ball, but it went straight up.  Linda was under it and slapped
it back to Jay when it came to her.  Jay swatted it back, and Joe
got it that time, easily returning it to Jay.  They played fast and
hard for about ten minutes.  They were all getting exhausted, Jay
the most, since it was three to one, and they kept him moving in
the deep water.

     "I'm getting hungry," Jay lied.  "Let's stop and get those
steaks on the grill."

     "Yeah, good idea," Linda said.  "I've been out here a few
hours already, and I'm going to be burned alive if I don't get out
of this suit."

     "I'm ready to quit too," Barb said.  "Let's get out."

     They all went to the side and struggled out.  They went to the
chairs and took towels and dried off.

     "I'm going to get out of this suit and get the steaks ready,"
Linda said.

     "I'll help," Barb said.  "You two start the grill," she said
to Joe and Jay.

     "It's a gas grill, so all we need to do is turn it on and put
the steaks on.  I'll start it anyway, and let it heat up," Joe
said.

     They went indoors.  Jay and Barb retrieved their bags.

     "Jay, you can use the hall bath to shower and change," Linda
said.  "Barb, you can use my bathroom if you like."

     Jay walked to the bathroom with his bag, and shut the door.
Barb followed Linda into her room.  Joe did not know what to do,
and stood in the hall.  Linda noticed him standing there when she
turned to close the bedroom door.

     "Get in here.  Joe," Linda ordered.  "You don't mind if Joe
changes with us, do you Barb?"

     "Joe?  No, of course not," Barb said.  "Not unless it bothers
him."

     "No, you guys don't bother me," Joe said, blushing, "and I
suppose I'm on your team now."

     Joe entered the room, and Linda closed the door.  Linda went
to the bed, and pulled the straps of her suit down.  She pulled the
suit down, and removed it.  She took the suit, and her towel with
her into the bathroom.  Joe heard her start the shower running.

     Barb looked at Joe, and smiled.  She was embarrassed, and
tried to break the ice with conversation.

     "Gosh, Joe, what's it like to have a different body?" she
said.  "I can't imagine what it would feel like."

     "It's hard to describe," Joe said honestly.  "It's different,
and yet it's the same in a lot of ways.  I really don't have a
different body.  It seems that I just changed...  a lot."

     "I'm curious, are you a real woman now?" she asked innocently.

     "I don't know, Barb.  What's a REAL woman?" Joe returned.

     "Well, you know...  boobs, and...  well...  you know," Barb
stammered.

     "See for yourself," Joe answered, unzipping the top of his
suit, and pulling it over his head.

     Joe then pulled his suit bottom off, and wrapped the damp
items in his beach towel.  Then he stood up, and put his arms out
and turned around slowly, allowing Barb to inspect him.

     "My god, Joe, You ARE a woman, aren't you," Barb exclaimed.
"You really did change into a woman."

     "I may LOOK like a woman," Joe corrected, "but I don't want to
concede that I am one, until I have medical proof.  I still feel
like I'm a man."

     "Really?" Barb asked.  "You feel like a man?  How can you?
It's obvious that you don't have the necessary parts."  She was
genuinely interested.

     "Whatever parts I have now, they feel pretty much the same,"
Joe said, "but every nerve in my body seems more sensitive now, and
of course, there are the obvious physical differences."

     "There sure are, Joe," Barb said.  "You really look good."

     Barb removed her swimsuit top.  She eyed Joe, who tried to
look away.  She then took her bottom off, and Joe was surprised to
see that her pubic area was completely shaved.  It made her look
very erotic, and Joe could not pull his eyes away.  Barb saw him
staring, and she smiled.  "It itches like crazy sometimes, but Jay
likes it," she explained, smiling.  "I think you know what I mean,"
she said pointing at his closely trimmed bush.

     "Yeah, I guess I do," Joe said, scratching his pubic area.
"Linda showed me how to do this, so I wouldn't stick out of that
suit."

     The shower stopped, and they heard the shower door slide open.
Linda came back into the room, wrapped in a towel.  She saw Joe and
Barb standing on each side of the bed, naked.  She stopped, but
just looked at Joe, then she smiled at him.  "I see you two have
got to know each other better," she teased.  "What do you think of
Barb's trim job?"

     "Well, as a guy, I think it's sexy as hell," he answered
carefully, "but as a woman, I...  uh...  I still think it's sexy as
hell."

     "Maybe we should take Joe in the shower, and shave him bare,"
Linda told Barb.

     "No, absolutely not," Joe insisted.  "I already have more
taken off that area than I should.  I suspect I'll already be
getting some looks when I see the doctor."

     "You look fine, Joe," Barb assured him.

     "Don't forget, I'm really a man," Joe said.

     "Well, mister, get your butt in there and take a shower,"
Linda teased.

     Joe took his suit and towel, and went into the bathroom.  He
turned on the shower and stepped inside.  The cool water felt good,
and he rinsed the chlorine off his body and out of his hair.  He
finished, turned off the water, slid open the door, and stepped out
of the shower.  He was drying off, when Barb came in the bathroom.
She walked passed Joe, her full breasts swaying seductively, and
went into the shower.  It was like a dream come true.  Beautiful
women, naked, all over the place.  He looked into the mirror behind
the sink.  It was not a perfect dream.  There was one too many
naked woman here.

     Joe went into the bedroom.  Linda was dressed, and was drying
her hair.  Joe found his underwear, pulled on his panties, and took
his bra.  As he was putting his arms through the straps, he felt a
slight sting.  He looked at his shoulders, and saw the outline of
the swimsuit on his chest.  He had a slight tan from before, but he
still received a very slight burn.  His breasts were outlined in
lighter skin.  It sure looked sexy, but it did not feel very good.

     Linda saw his problem, and went to her dressing table, and
grabbed a little bottle with a pump.  She spread some white lotion
from her hand, to the pink areas around Joe's shoulders and
breasts.  It felt cool, and soothing.

     Joe took his bra and carefully put it on.  Once it was on, it
felt ok.  He actually liked the secure feeling it gave his breasts.
He got the tank top from a hanger on the closet door knob, and
pulled it over his head.  The three balloons resumed formation on
his chest.  He found the blue shorts lying on the bed, and when he
attempted to put them on, he could feel that his legs had received
a little too much sun also.  He got the pump of lotion, sat on the
bed, and rubbed some on his legs.  He smelled strongly of Linda's
lotion.  He put his shorts on, and checked himself in the mirror.
His short hair was mussed up, so he went into the bathroom to use
a brush to smooth his hair.

     Barb was out of the shower, and was drying her hair at the
mirror.  She was naked, and her breasts, which were larger than
Joe's, or Linda's, jiggled and shook as she brushed her hair.  Joe
needed to get into a drawer, but she was in the way.  He stood
there, watching her as she moved.  She saw him watching, and
stopped.

     "Uh, sorry, I need to get a brush out of that drawer," Joe
stammered.

     "Oh, okay.  I thought you maybe just wanted to watch me," Barb
said, smiling at him.

     "Oh, no," Joe stammered.  "I wasn't...  I didn't...  I mean...
You do look good, but I...  uh..." Joe did not know what to say.
It was obvious he was watching her.

     "Don't worry about it Joe," Barb laughed.  "If I suddenly had
to be a man, I would be much worse than you."

     Joe got the brush, quickly brushed his short hair into
position, and left the bathroom.  Linda was finished drying her
hair, and they both left the bedroom.  Joe went into the living
area, where Jay was sitting looking at his auto parts.  He grinned
when he saw Joe, wearing the cute tank top.

     "Hey, nice balloons," Jay teased.

     "Linda made me buy it," Joe protested.  "I told her it was too
cute."

     "You really do look good in it Joe," Jay said.

     "I think it's a little too feminine," Joe complained.

     "Well, if you've got it, flaunt it," Jay said.  He said that
a lot.

     "I've got it, I guess, but I'm not ready to flaunt it," Joe
said, grinning at his buddy.  "Let's see that stuff."

     Jay gave him the box of parts.  Actually, it was one small
part, and a little manual describing what the chip did, and how to
install it.  "This will only take a few minutes to put in," Joe
said.

     Linda came into the room, and when she saw them looking at the
parts, she shook her head.  "Barb and I will do the steaks, if you
two want to work on that darn car," she said.

     "Joe says it will only take a few minutes," Jay said.  "We'll
be finished before you have the steaks on the grill."

     "Get going, then," Linda said.

     "I hope you brought some tools," Joe said.  "I don't have any
here."

     "I have the small tool kit that I always carry in the car,"
Jay said.

     "As long as it has a phillips screwdriver, I think it will
work," Joe returned.

     They walked out to Jay's car.  Jay opened the hood, and gave
Joe a little canvas bag, his tool kit.  Joe opened the bag, and
searched until he found a screwdriver.  He bent over the fender,
and unscrewed the lid of the small black box which contained the
fuel injection computer.  The position was awkward, and Joe, who
was smaller now, found it difficult to reach the box without
difficulty.  He had to stretch to reach the assembly.  He got the
lid off, and started removing the old ROM.

     "Get me a flat blade screwdriver, would you please?" Joe
asked.

     Jay was standing there, bending over, and watching, but he did
not move.  Joe looked up from the fuel controller, at Jay.  He saw
that Jay was watching him.  He looked down, and saw what was
holding Jay's interest so completely.  From Jay's position, he had
a perfect view down the neck opening of Joe's tank top.  The large
and loose opening allowed Jay an unobstructed view of Joe's
breasts.  Jay's face turned red when he saw Joe caught him.  Joe
just grinned at him, and stood up beside the car.

     "They're pretty nice, aren't they?" Joe teased.

     "Well, yeah...  I mean...  I...  Damn it, Joe.  I'm sorry, but
I just couldn't resist looking," Jay stammered an apology.

     "I understand, Jay," Joe said "I feel the same way sometimes,
and it's my own body."

     "What's it like?" Jay asked.  "What does it feel like...  to
have a woman's body?  You know...  breasts and everything?"

     Joe went to Jay's side of the car.  He looked around.  There
was nobody else around.  Linda and Barb were inside the patio wall.
He and Jay were alone.  Joe pulled his top up, exposing his bra
covered breasts.  Jay's eyes became as big as saucers, as he
watched his buddy.  Joe reached down and unhooked the catch between
his breasts, and pulled the shiny bra cups apart, baring his chest.
His full nipples quickly became erect and hardened to little points
as they were exposed to the slight breeze.  Joe was as amazed as
Jay at how they reacted.

     "What do you think?" Joe asked his confused buddy, as he held
the bra open so that Jay could get a good look.

     "Ah...  err...  I don't know," Jay stammered.

     Joe interrupted him.  "That's what I thought," he said, "and
I feel the same way when I look in the mirror.  Remember, in my
mind at least, I'm still a guy, and I think the same thoughts you
do."

     "But...  what's it like?  Does it feel good?" Jay continued.
"Is it better than before?"

     "It's hard to describe exactly," Joe said, fighting to find
the right words.  "Yeah, I guess it does feel pretty good, maybe
even better than before." Joe considered carefully what he was
saying.  "I'm still getting used to it, but generally, I have more
sensation all over now, not just in my cock, which is gone, of
course, but sometimes even it feels like it's still there.
Especially when I'm turned on."

     "What turns you on...  now?" Jay asked, genuinely curious.

     "Same thing that turns you on old buddy," Joe said, as he
fastened his bra, and pulled his top down.  "I'm just now getting
over a boner nobody can see, but that I sure can feel, that I got
when I saw Barb's bare beaver."  He winked at Jay.

     "Barb showed you that?" Jay said, amazed.

     "She didn't SHOW it to me.  I saw it when we changed clothes,"
Joe told his buddy, who was beginning to show signs of envy, as
well as an erection powerful enough to rip his pants!

     "I'm amazed she undressed in front of you," Jay went on.

     "She was nervous around me at first, but when she saw how I
looked in MY birthday suit, I guess she accepted me as a girl," Joe
said, grinning at Jay's embarrassment.

     "You lucky dog," Jay said.  "You're living a voyeur's dream."

     "It may sound neat, but I can assure you, it's not that
great," Joe explained.  "I look like this all the time, and I have
to learn to relate to everybody in a different way.  Even you." Joe
pointed at the bulge at Jay's crotch.  "I'm just beginning to
realize I may never get back to normal."

     "Does that scare you?" Jay asked, as he arranged his pants.

     "How would you feel, if you woke up one morning, and found
your cock missing, replaced with a beaver and boobs, and it seemed
unlikely you would ever be a complete man again?" Joe answered with
the question that was now haunting him almost constantly.

     "I think I understand Joe, and I promise to help as much as I
can," Jay assured him.

     "Well, okay then, let's work on your car," Joe said.  "Look if
you want, but try to keep your mind on the task at hand." He hit
Jay on the shoulder with his fist.

     Joe put the ROM chip into its socket.  He put the cover back
on the computer, and screwed the lid back on.  It was time to test
the installation.  "Okay, get in and start it up" he said.  "If it
runs, we'll give it a drive."

     Jay got in, and cranked the engine.  It fired immediately.  He
blipped the throttle, and motioned for Joe to get in.  "Let's try
it on the road," he said, eager to drive it.

     "Okay, but be careful," Joe warned.  "I don't want to get
stopped, or brought in for questioning just because I'm with you
while you terrorize the neighborhood."

     "Don't worry about that," Jay said, as Joe got in, and clicked
his seat belt about him.

     Jay quickly turned around and went down Linda's driveway.
When he reached the road, he turned right, and his tires chirped,
as he went through the lower gears.

     "Can you tell any difference?" Joe asked.

     "I think it has a little more low end, but I'm not sure," Jay
replied.  "We'll have to run each other on canyon road"

     "Like hell we will!" Joe exclaimed.  "Maybe when I match my
drivers license again, but not before."

     "Let's go back," Joe said.  He did not like the attention they
were receiving, driving crisply around the neighborhood in a red
Porche.

     Jay drove back to Linda's.  Joe was glad to be back.  The
bumpy ride in the Porche, which was fitted with competition
suspension, alerted Joe that he had to pee again.  No matter what
he was doing, things were different now.

     Joe and Jay went back to the patio, where Linda and Barb were
putting the steaks on the grill.  Linda looked at Joe, who had some
dirt on his hands.  Jay kept his car immaculate, but it was not
possible to work on it without getting a little dirty.  Joe grinned
sheepishly.

     "No matter what happens, it seems you can't keep a guy from
getting his hands dirty," Linda said.

     Joe went inside and washed his hands in the bathroom.  He
pulled his shorts down, sat, and urinated.  The sensation again
made him aware if his new genitalia, and when he finished, he stood
up, and rather than pull up his underwear and shorts, he went to
the mirror, and looked at himself.  His pubic area again looked
completely different.  Linda had trimmed the soft hair so close
that now he could easily see his genital cleft.  The sight of it in
the mirror again made him interested in his new body.

     As he looked, he could feel the first signs of arousal.  He
began to sense what felt like an erection, but he knew that was
impossible.  He touched his pubic hair, and then spread apart the
sensitive folds.  He could see what was probably his clitoris.  He
touched the small bit of tissue, and was amazed to find that it
felt exactly as if he had touched his penis.

     "No wonder I can feel an erection," he thought.  "I still have
the same nerves.  I still have my penis.  It's just that now it's
just a quarter inch long."

     Again, he considered his situation.  Looking at himself, he
wondered what it would be like if the doctors were to make him look
like a man again.  Would it feel like before?  That seemed
unlikely, since he figured that there would have to be some big
changes, and nerves, which he was still using now, were what made
him feel the necessary sensations.  They would probably have to be
cut or modified.  He knew enough about biology to realize that it
was difficult to perform surgery without destroying sensation.  Did
he want to lose the feelings he now experienced, to get back only
a mock up of what he once was?  He pulled up his panties and
shorts, and after touching a breast lightly with his hand, he
checked his short hair in the mirror, and decided he was ready to
go back out.

     Joe walked back out to the patio.  Linda and Barb had put the
steaks on the grill, and Jay was standing by it watching them cook.
He motioned for Joe to come over.

     "How do you want your steak?" Jay asked.

     "Medium rare," Joe replied.

     "Okay, I didn't know your taste buds changed too," Jay said,
and winked at his pal.

     "You'll be one of the first to know if they have," Joe said.

     Linda was bringing out some vegetables and a bowl of macaroni
salad.  Barb had a table cloth for the table by the pool.  Joe went
over, and helped her put it on the table.  Linda put the things she
carried on the table.

     "Joe, would you help bring out some forks, and steak knives?"
Linda asked.  "Barb and I will set the table."

     Joe went inside and found the forks, and brought out four
steak knives.  He took them out and arranged them with the plates
that Linda put on the table.

     Soon the steaks were done, and they all sat at the table
eating, and joking with each other about the pool, and the quality
of the Jay's cooking.

     Before long, it was evening.  They all moved inside, to sit
and talk and listen to music.  At about ten, Jay and Barb said they
had to go, and they said their goodbyes.  Joe and Linda were alone
again.

     "I don't know about you, but I'm beat," Linda said.

     "Yeah.  I'm tired too," Joe said, "and I can still feel that
sunburn, too."

     They went into Linda's bedroom, and undressed.  Linda pulled
the sheet back, and lay down.  Joe lay next to her, and looked into
her eyes.  "What will become of us?" he asked her.

     "I wish I knew, Joe," Linda said.  "It will all work out
though."

     He held out his arms, and she wrapped hers around his
shoulders.  They went to sleep in each other's arms.

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