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This story is a composite of a couple of different things I have thought about regarding 
futanari stories, I know the majority of writers here deal mostly in natural futa, that is 
born as one, or magical means. This is more of a sci-fi kind of story, so if it's not your 
thing you might want to mosey on by. 

Don't read if under 18 or illegal in your little corner of the world, like you'll listen. This 
should appear only on my website http://www.asstr.org/~srb/ F3, Futanari Palace, Pal's 
archive site, through Pal's yahoo group, on Pal's Forum... well, it basically should be 
wherever Pal's stuff is. Also at the Grey Archive, and some other places they might end 
up, they know who they are. 

This is copyright me, so don't call it yours. Feedback can be left here. I created all the 
characters, they are all fictional, and any relevance to anyone living or dead, is incidental

BTW there is plenty of different portions which have been reused by numerous science 
fiction shows movies and books, including nanotechnology, rapid pregnancy, and various 
scientific mumbo jumbo, which I will try to keep to a minimum. (Bounce a graviton 
particle beam off the main deflector dish…)

THIS CHAPTER contains no sex of any kind.


Chapter 2
A New Beginning

"Proud Tom?" Nadia asked, her warm friendly smile, which always seemed to restore a 
little life to the weary scientist.

"I'll be proud once I see the results," he said, cleaning the condensation from his glasses. 
"It shouldn't take much time."

"Once the nanobots begin accepting their demands, all of our simulations showed the 
results would be instantaneous" Said Dr. Yoshi, cracking his knuckles as the small 
Japanese man watched with rapt attention. "Here we are, the nanobots have been 
distributed evenly throughout the body, and waiting for a command."

"We agreed to wait to check all the vital signs thoroughly, for at least four hours before 
proceeding" Tom answered, knowing it was almost pointless. He knew, if the body 
rejected them, or vice versa, it wouldn't matter. They wouldn't have a chance to reverse 
it. 

"Well, in that case I think I'll take a nap. I'll be back in three," Nadia said, with a yawn. 
"Don't burn yourself out Tom, and don't do anything without me, I want to…see the 
results by myself" she said, closing the door behind her. 

"Yes Tom, don't do anything without me as well, I want to see the…show myself" Yoshi 
said with a dirty smile as he followed behind her.

The minutes passed by hours it seemed. There was nothing for him to do, really, but as 
always he had to watch the results. Which essentially was the same readouts, pulse, heart 
rate, blood pressure, neural activity, hormone secretion, all normal, updated three times a 
second and them graphed for a minute straight visible, the view modifiable whenever he 
wished.

He looked back onto her profile for the hundredth time. Single, thirty one year old 
woman, red hair, blue eyes. Irish/European decent. Joined the military age twenty-five 
after M-day. Left five years later with commendations. Scars on chest above belly button, 
birthmark on left forearm…blah blah he thought to himself. The real information was 
why she sought to join. As many in her situation, the radiation caused extensive damage 
to her body, giving her ovarian cancer, and as a result, she wasn't capable of having 
children. Of course, the entire information hadn't been given to her, only a highly 
experimental opportunity to fix her sterility problem, and she couldn't sign up fast 
enough. Only after agreeing, and many various tests later, her full fate was revealed to 
her.

He bet Yoshi would want to watch it, he thought back to the meeting…

"What you're saying is absurd, there is no way we can create shemales!" Nadia said, 
completely confused. "How the hell am I going to actually get them to sign off on this?"

"Actually they prefer to be called transgender these days," Yoshi added a bit too quickly, 
adding "political correctness and all"

"No, what I'm talking about is a real, live, breathing, functioning hermaphrodite, with 
both sets of working organs" Tom said.

"A futanari" Yoshi said, familiar with the term from his homeland. "But it's impossible" 
Yoshi argued "Hermaphrodites aren't capable of conceiving children"

"But what if we changed people into hermaphrodites? Into futanari?" Tom said, with a 
gleam in his eye.

"But why hermaphrodites?" Nadia asked, "Why not just improve people to the point 
where they can reproduce?"

"The population gap, remember? Even with political correctness, over eighty percent of 
the military lost in M day were male, and we are still in a generational gap of close to two 
billion males," Yoshi said, thinking. "If we could pull this off, not only could we solve 
repopulation problems, we could cure virtually any disease! Nanotechnology could be 
applied to any situation!"

The results should be instant, Tom thought. Why wait, he thought to himself, battling 
with the angel on his shoulder. They're late, he thought, looking at the clock, we agreed 
four hours, it's time damn it.

Tom initialized the first set of commands. It began simple enough, to remove the scar 
tissue surrounding her belly button. Tom felt dirty, watching the nude woman with rapt 
attention, as the skin began to change, blending quickly into the skin around it. His skin 
rippled with goose bumps as he watched the computer readout. Nothing out of the 
expected parameters, slight elevation in heart rate,  and blood pressure, but nothing else.

"Alright, let's try step two" He thought, watching intently. Stage two was a complete 
purge of body impurities, as well as repairing all major and minor imperfections, which 
would essentially reduce the aging process. He watched in complete awe as her entire 
body seemed to glow. Every slight wrinkle disappeared, her pores closed, her blemishes 
disappeared in less than thirty seconds. She looked like she could pass for a sixteen-year-
old girl in high school for heaven's sake. He watched intently on the computer monitors 
and saw no aberration, nothing to indicate there was anything amiss. Covered in 
perspiration, he paged Nadia and Yoshi, none of whom were in their rooms. He tried their 
personal communication devices, and no answer. Concerned, he opened the door and 
stormed out, to find out what was the matter. He got out about three feet.

"Going somewhere?" Yoshi asked, chuckling. "I told you he couldn't keep from starting 
things"

"True, but I didn't think he'd initialize stage two without us." Nadia said, with a knowing 
smile.

"I….You guys…we agreed…." Thomas blustered.

"It's okay Tom" Yoshi said "Don't blame you, besides, we did say four hours. Come on, 
let's see the real show." Yoshi said, rubbing his hands.

As the three sit down, Yoshi began pouring over the information that had already been 
compiled. Nadia watched the cameras from every angle, amazed by the thirty one year 
old woman who lay in front of them, who would pass for every teenager's wet dream. 

"Ready to initialize stage three?" Nadia asked with a wink, knowing what the answer 
would be. 

"Initializing," Tom replied, watching the ultimate application of his creation. 

The change was slight at first, a simple change of hormones within the patient's body. 
The results began slowly, a slight breast increase, increased heart rate, and then it began. 
Slowly, her clitoris became erect. Yoshi put on a camera directed at her genitalia, which 
recorded the events in extra high definition. Tom knew why he really wanted to record it, 
but he couldn't argue that scientifically, this information would be important.

As the nanobots slowly did their work, her clitoris grew, at the speed of roughly half a 
centimeter a minute. As it did a small testicular sack began to form under it, growing 
proportionally. By two and a half minutes time it was an inch long, after five it was two 
inches flaccid. The sack began to swell with two noticeable testicles.

"Here they drop!" Yoshi said with undeniable glee as he watched the testicles dropped, 
an event that happens early in a young man's life. It only took her five minutes. Thomas 
watched the monitors on her female reproductive organs, watching in interest as the 
ovaries had been completely healed, and watching amazed at how fertile she became, a 
woman who ten minutes ago wouldn't ever have a child could be impregnated by a man 
with a miniscule sperm count.

At ten minutes, and her penis was still growing, as the rate increased, so did the girth and 
testicle size. They were easily the size of a common man, as her length increased to five 
inches flaccid.

"My goodness" Nadia said, feeling a wetness in a certain spot. "When is it going to end?" 

"It should die down shortly," Tom said, his mind running a mile a minute, trying to 
process all of the information being digested by the computers. True enough, it did die 
shortly, but he was amazed at the results. 

After fourteen minutes, thirty-eight seconds, it was done. Eight inches flaccid, with a 
girth of nearly an inch and a half. Testicles were two inches in circumference, and were 
already creating what every readout said was fully functional semen. Her ovaries had an 
unusual amount of eggs for her age, Tom thought, before he realized that since the 
nanobots restored her to complete health, her ovaries would be, fully stocked, as it were.

"Well I'll be, check this out!" Yoshi said, examining a three-dimensional model of the 
interior of her body. She had grown a new her hymen, along with her clitoris, hiding as a 
bump under her penis, which would dwarf most men. Interestingly enough, it grew 
circumcised. 'A little surprise Tom cooked up no doubt' Yoshi thought.

"Wait until we wake her" Nadia said, with a lustful look in her eye.


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