It is enough

Heavy silence follows. Will you be a girl or a boy tomorrow? It is an unpleasant thought; in a way it is even worse than when you first got knocked up that morning. At least at the time you knew the outcome or you thought you did any way. Now, you just do not know.

You look to Jessie who has not moved since the stranger called. He did all he could to help you, even going so far as to betray his sister for you and it might not have been enough. With nothing to say you let out a sigh and head to the shower, maybe some cold water will help take your mind off what you no longer have any control over. There is one good thing at least, Jessie will be a girl tomorrow either way.

Later that night you lie in bed, alone with your thoughts. You have not interacted with Jessie since you left for the shower and as far as you can tell he is still in the living room ruminating. Maybe he will not be joining you. You cannot really blame him if he does not. You toss and turn in your vain attempt at sleep but it is no use. The uncertainty is too much.

You are tossing and turning is interrupted when the door opens and Jessie walks in.

Tension flows out of your body as he enters and you begin relaxing for the first time since the call. You are surprised by how much better you feel in his presents, not realizing how alone you had been.

"You awake?" Jessie whispers.

"Ya," you answer while sitting up, "been trying to sleep but it is pretty useless."

He sits beside you letting out a sigh, "I'm sorry."

You cuddle closer, "we did what we could."

He bites his lip, "if I hadn't ruined those condoms though..." he trails off staring at the floor in dismay.

You reach out to him but he pulls away. "This is my fault," his voice shakes.

"No, it isn't," you tell him. He turns to you, hope in his eyes. "Our rolls would simply have been reversed. We don't know what would have happened. Maybe I wouldn't be pregnant."

You reach out to him this time he does not pull away, "but that does not mean you would have managed to get anyone else pregnant and either way we would have had to involve an innocent third person."

He gives you a faint smile and hugs you closer, "thank you for that."

You smile back with nothing more to say but there is no need for words as the two of you slowly drift off to sleep in each other's arms.

You are rudely awakened by your phone again but this time you are fully awake when you answer.

"Hello?" relief washes over you when you hear your male voice. With hasty hands you quickly check out your body. The boobs are gone and your dick is back. Jessica stirs from her slumber and sits up rubbing her eyes. She then suddenly drops her jaw and opens her eyes wide awake as she stares at you and likewise makes a quick inspection of her body.

"So, you got Rachel knocked up with twins good job," says the mysterious voice. They had been speaking the whole time but you had not noticed a word.

"Did you call just to gloat and piss us off?" says Jessica with an edge to her voice.

"Oh, no. To the contrary I called to congratulate you and cheer you up!" they continue. The two of you scowl at the phone.

"Just leave us alone, we played your game," you tell the stranger feeling more confident now that you are male again.

The stranger continues ignoring your request, "I know your hurting. Betraying your sister like that and involving an innocent girl and all. That's why I have one more thing for you."

"No, no, no, no, NO!" you start shouting. "You've done enough!"

Despite your shouts the voice continues, "I'll leave you with one last tidbit. If Rachel keeps the kids, you keep your genders. If not, well, your genders are forfeit."

And the phone goes silent before you fully comprehend their last words. In the following silence you stare at the phone as you discern their meaning. You will need to convince Rachel to keep the kids if you want to stay a male or you could undo your treachery of last night at the cost of your gender. You turn to Jessica, who looks back at you. You know what you want but would Jessica agree?