The Next Morning

Alice got up the next morning excited for the changes that she'd made. "Hmm, I wonder what's in my wardrobe now? After all, I did change the way people dress yesterday." She opened the doors and smiled at all choices. She could go for the good girl look and be covered, although with her body it would still look sexy as hell. Or she could also go completely naked. Or she could accentuate her brand new assets.

She pulled out a denim skirt that was split in the front and back to allow better access to all of her goodies. It was mid-thigh, but she loved the way that her huge cock and balls hung out of it. For her top she went for a short denim jacket that was opened in the front, and there was no way she would have been able to close it in the front over her breasts, the corners of it barely could cover her nipples. The fabric rubbing on them stimulated them and kept them constantly hard, which she liked. She finished the ensemble off with a pair of six-inch heels.

"Damn these things are uncomfortable," she muttered.

New Rule: High heels are just as comfortable to wear as tennis shoes.

That's better, she smiled.

She walked down the stairs to where her sister and dad were getting some breakfast.

"Morning Alice," her dad said, before turning around to cup her balls.

I'm going to have to change that, I'd much rather a guy grab my nips than my balls, Alice thought to herself. The book appeared in her hands at once and she changed the second rule she'd written, Glad I took the book's advice and wrote in pencil.

Old Rule: The normal greeting for a woman for futa to give a man is to cup his balls. The normal greeting for a man meeting a woman or futa is to pinch her nipple. The normal greeting for a woman meeting a futa is either to cup her balls or pinch her nipples. The normal greeting for a woman meeting a man is to cup his balls. The normal greeting for two men is to shake hands.

The book disappeared as soon as she closed it.

"Morning sis," Sam, her twin sister, said before pinching her nipple.

Sam--Samantha--Was Alice's slightly younger non-identical twin. Of course, anyone who didn't know them would have sworn they were twins, at least until they saw Alice's cock. They both had green eyes, blonde hair, the same fair skin, the same ski-jump nose, and they were both 5'3". The only real difference between them had always been Alice's cock and balls.

She has the same giant tits and ass I gave myself, Alice thought. So some changes I'm making to myself I'm also making to Sam? But which ones? Does she lactate, or get off on having her breasts played with?

Alice's thoughts were interrupted by her dad, "Alice, do you have any after school activities tonight?"

"Nope."

"Could you stay with Sam for her track practice anyway? I don't really want her to have to walk home if you take the car. Especially since I'm leaving on a business trip, remember?"

"Oh, Yeah. I guess I can do that," she sighed. Not at all what I want to do.

"You could always go out for track with me," Sam smiled happily. "You could do the 100 and 200-meter dash just like me."

Yeah right, I can't do track at all-- Or, can I? She smiled. "You think they'd let me start so late in the season?"

Her dad looked over at her in surprise, "I bet they would. And I'd be happy to send Coach Adams an email and ask her, I'm sure she'd be happy to have you."

"I don't know if I want to compete with my own sister, I'd rather run some different races. There's a 400 meter right?" 400 isn't that long, right?

"Oh yeah," Sam said brightly, "There's also the 4x100 and 4x400 relays, we're one girl short for those!"

"Don't futanaris compete with the guys?" their dad asked.

"Nope," Sam replied, "Futas compete with the girls, after all they have female hormones and muscles. I'm so excited that you're going to run track with me," Sam smiled at her sister.

This could be fun, Alice thought to herself. Especially with all of those cute athletic girls around.

Alice finished her breakfast and went back up to her room. "I don't have any track clothes," she said staring at her wardrobe.

Sam walked in behind her and slapped her on the butt, much to Alice's surprise.

"Oh hello."

"Hey sis."

Alice couldn't help but notice how long Sam's gaze lingered on her cock and balls. "You like them?"

Sam looked wistfully at them, "I wish I had a pair. You and I are so close to being twins already, and since you're going to run track with me... Anyway, I came in here because I figured you could use some track clothes and shoes. I don't have a futanari bottom with a cock sling, but I have a sports bra that'll fit you," she holds up a sexy pink bra and pair of sports leggings, "I figure these will hold your cock and balls safely until you can go get something proper."

The knee-length leggings looked comfy, and Alice thought they'd work okay. "Thanks Sam, I really appreciate it." And I owe you something.

Sam gave Alice's nip a little pinch on the way out the door. Her gaze lingering on Alice a little longer than was proper.

Alice quickly got out the Rule Book as soon as Sam was gone.

New Rule: Samantha Smith and Alice Smith are two of the most talented track runners in the world. They develop their skills at an amazing rate.

She hesitated and thought about what to do next. Should it be fast or slow? So much to think about. Finally she wrote:

New Rule: Samantha Smith will change from a woman into a futanari when she wants to fuck a pussy enough.

That should make for some interesting times, Alice smiles to herself. That should do it. Now off to school.