Crystal’s mission

The morning after

Instead of waking up to the soundtrack of her Lego Movie alarm clock, Crystal had a disembodied voice calling her name. “Crystal Miles. Crystal Miles. Crystal MIILLLEEEESSS.”

Crystal Miles moaned and groggily responded. “Shuddup.”

“Crystal Miles, we must discuss your transformation and what it entails” Hermaphroditus insisted.

“I told you, go away ghost boy. You’re very annoying.”

“I see my powers confuse you, that’s understandable. I need my whereabouts to stay undiscovered see, eyes from above are always watching. They will not be pleased to know I’m here.”

“They rejected you because you’re not very nice, and you’re a coward who’s afraid of going to hell.”

Hermaphroditus was not a bad character, his ways were just different, or rather outdated. Because of this Crystal had entirely the wrong impression of him. “No no, I’m a good person, honest. I’m sorry if you deemed me to be rude, I came here with admiration and genuine respect. If you ‘d only allow me to explain, I can change your mind.”

It’s lucky for him that Crystal was incredibly forgivable, naive when her forgiveness is directed towards unsavoury people looking to exploit her. “Alright, why are you taking a liking to me?”

“Because you’re beautiful” Hermaphroditus replied simply, causing an immediate blush on Crystal’s face. “And you’re very intelligent. You are the perfect candidate for my aunt’s plan.”

“But I don’t know you, or your aunt, do I?” They’re was obvious doubt in Crystal’s voice.

Hermaphroditus too was getting confused, she seemed to know a lot about him and the gods last night, now she’s claiming to know nothing. “Why, I’m Hermaphroditus. My mother is Aphrodite, my father is Hermes and my aunt is the goddess Athena.”

“I’ve never heard of these people”

“What? But you said...you said...you mentioned Zeus and Olympus and the Titan Kronos. You sympathised about me being held to my fate, alone for eternity as a individual of both sexes, to remain in the Iliad pool in which my curse originated.”

Crystal took nothing in from that exchange of information, not even understanding the words he was using. Except for the word ‘curse’. “You’re cursed. Is that why you remain a ghost?”

“I am not a ghost!” Suddenly it was all making sense again. “It’s the disappearing isn’t it, oh I’m a fool. I’m very much alive, in fact I’m immortal. I was cursed a millennia ago, and I’m to remain so until time swallows us all, unless I’m relieved.”

Crystal was starting to understand, slowly. “You’re not dead. What are you cursed with?”

Hermaphroditus looked like a boy in terms of facial features, except maybe softer looking and a feminine jaw. His hair was short. But his toga was hiding his body so well, that it was impossible to see what was displayed underneath. Instead of trying to explain, Hermaphroditus just untied the top half of his toga.

Smooth slender shoulders came to view followed by, yep you guessed correct, breasts. Bigger than Crystals in fact but sagging and not quite symmetrical. Below that there were signs of abdominal muscles that were once chiselled, but now slightly softened.

Crystal was unabashedly agape with shock. Her head tilting up, down, up, down, and up again. From the “boys” head to his belly button. “You got girl parts?”

“Yes.”

“You got cursed with breasts?”

“Amongst other more subtle changes. See, an Iliad took a rather crazed obsession with me as a boy, and wanted us to be together forever whole. She jumped me whilst I was bathing and our bodies merged. Zeus and Hera were disgusted and my mother Aphrodite could do nothing against their punishment to imprison me in this form forever, never to leave the Iliad pool.”

“So you’re a girl now?”

“Not entirely” he then hiked up the bottom half of his toga and briefly showed her his flaccid but impressive penis and testicles. If you looked real close, which is exactly what Crystal was doing, a vagina was still seen behind everything. “You see, I’m both.”

Crystal felt like she wanted to barf, yet was struck with a weird curiosity to know more about him. Unfortunately Hermaphroditus wanted to move things away from him so addressed her whilst he covered everything up again. “Now, the reason I’ve been pardoned some freedom is because the gods...or a few of them anyway...believe the world is declining. More precisely, becoming stupider and more depraved than ever. They want to create a next generation of smarter humans who will bring them back on course to rediscovering love.”

Crystal’s face was blank and Hermaphroditus was finally beginning to think this girl wasn’t the intelligent woman he believed her to be from the start. “I’ve selected you to be the one to restore...wisdom and love to the world. Because you’re...very...intelligent.”

Even Crystal knew that wasn’t true. “Mr Girlboy, I believe you made a mistake choosing me, I’m the bottom of my class. My school thinks I won’t get to be a sophomore again, I’ve gone back to freshman year. People my age are going to be seniors soon. Mommy says if I fail this year I might have to drop out.”

“I assume what your saying is you are asinine...in simple words stupid?”

“I guess”

Hermaphroditus dropped his head into his hands and got onto his knees in a prayer position. “By the gods, I’ve really messed this up. Mother’s going to yell at me, Athena will hate me, Hera is going to **** me.”

Crystal looked down at the pathetic looking Ancient Greek and felt immensely guilty. She never wanted to get over people into trouble, or let people down. “Hey, I’ll help you find some really pretty, really smart person that can help you out.”

“You don’t understand, I’ve already chosen you” Hermaphroditus cried through his palms.

“That don’t matter. And who says it has to be a girl, boys can be smart too.”

“It must be a female, Athena looks down upon men.”

“Okay, so girls.”

Hermaphroditus looks back up at Crystal, his eyes red from unshed tears, now she knew of his curse she saw a lot more of the feminine side of his appearance. His handsome eyes were suddenly very beautiful to her. “You have the blessing. I gave it to you last night. It’s too late.”

Crystal felt fear building up inside herself. “What do you mean?”

“Take a look at yourself Crystal Miles”

Crystal looked down at her blue and purple pyjama clad body. “I don’t see anything. I always wear this.”

“No” Hermaphroditus urged in a pained voice. “Really have a look at yourself, your body.”

Crystal thankfully understood, and began removing her top first. Nothing was out of place. When she lowered her trousers she though the same, until she realised her panties were protruding out further than they normally do. Even as thick as she is, she knows what her body should look like, and what should not be on her body.

She lowered her panties for confirmation and gasped. Her vagina was the same, but her eyes was for the addition that has never existed until now. She had a penis and testes of her own. Based on her brief observation with the son of Aphrodite’s package, she estimated that it was a carbon copy in size. But her skin was paler and her crown more pink than his purple.

She was about as gobsmacked to see her own junk as she was to see his. “You cursed me?”

“I selected you. And it’s not forever, once the gods deem you’ve succeeded they’ll send me back to reverse it” Even as he said it he already knew that was the same as saying ‘you’re stuck like this for life’. He’d already failed the plan before the heroine even had a chance, a chance she should never have been given.”

Crystal was beyond crazy. “YOU MADE ME A FREAK. EVERYONE ALREADY BULLIES ME COS I’M DUMB. YOU’VE RUINED MY LIFE. I HATE YOU.”

“P-p-p-please calm down C-Crystal Miles, you’ll wake your mother” the girlboy cowered.

“I hate you” she whispered harshly.

“I’m so sorry.”

“How...how am I...reverse this, please?” Crystal begged, joining Hermaphroditus on the floor.

“I can’t, not without Athena’s permission”

“Then get her permission!” Crystal hissed.

Hermaphroditus was about to rebuke but instead realised that was the right way to go about this. The gods would blame him, so hopefully they’ll spare the mortal any punishment. He wouldn’t be trusted with this responsibility again, and would be given an even worse fate for his troubles. But at least this girls life would return to normal.

“Come on, I’ll take you to Olympus, I’ll fix this.”