Today [Contains: F/m, Transgender (Transhumanism?), Extreme Smuttiness]

Today

There are times in a boy’s life when he cannot help but find himself lost in thought. Since time immemorial, the day preceding a social gathering where similarly aged girls would be present would often be just such an occasion. This was the case for Téj, whose mind was wandering from thought to thought, to and fro, as he stood, riding the travel grass to his destination.

Téj was an average boy for his place and time. He was a little brighter than most, perhaps, if a bit less outgoing; though not by much on either count. His customary adornments were fairly conservative when compared to most of his classmates. The twelve year old’s lithe, muscular 5’6 frame was decorated by thin platinum bands covered with geometrically cut crystals in a festive purple. They were present on his biceps and forearms, waist, thighs and calves; a minimum of accessories on his otherwise basic body. The child’s haircut was also uninspired; neon red hair stood straight up from his scalp, forming a series of gravity-defying spikes that pointed in all directions. All in all, pretty boring. He hadn’t even done any bio-mods yet, something many of his peers availed themselves of when they reached their third 2/5ths majority this year. There was one things special about Téj, however, one thing that he was blessed in above any other kids his age, and even most adults.

Téj, like many boys since time immemorial, was thinking about a girl. Her name was Cieträ, and until the last year she had been a mere acquaintence, but now… Maybe she could be something more, he hoped. Until he turned twelve, Cieträ had been called Tær, a smooth scalped, dark skinned boy who used to be Téj’s neighbor and occasional playmate… when Téj could stand hanging around the dull kid.

Upon reaching her second majority, Tær had surprised his parents (and everyone else) by opting for a gender resequencing and name change, becoming the stunning, ruby skinned cyan haired little princess that she was today. Cieträ was everything that Tær hadn’t been; funny, bold… beautiful. Téj was still trying to reconcile his feelings of attraction for her with the slight feeling of disdain he had for her former incarnation.

It wasn’t uncommon to get your gender resequenced. Most people “changed adapters” as it was called at least once in their lives, though usually not so young. Téj’s beloved older sister had once been a brother, and he knew for a fact that one of his fathers has been born female. Changing adapters was pretty tame really, and people had been doing it for thousands of years in one form or another. When Téj dove the Lexicon to research the matter further he had found out that gender resequencing was practically the first bio-mod that was ever invented, outside of general tune-ups and basic skin sculpting.

No, like nearly everyone else, Téj had no problem with bio-mods, including that particular one. The crimson-haired boy figured that the reason he was having so much trouble processing his peer’s change was that he had never been attracted to Tær, even in the slightest... and now he was practically swooning over Cieträ. It was downright strange.

As the gently tickling tongues of travel grass lifted and carried Téj, he stood rock-still, remembering the scene from early the day before at the youth Forum. He had walked in arm-in-arm with short burly Dv’sas, a fairly good friend. They were discussing a meme from the Lexicon when they had happened upon Cieträ fucking herself on a bench in the entranceway. They had both stopped and politely watched her performance for a bit before continuing on their way. Téj would have stayed for the whole show, or even joined in if she had asked him, but she had been in the middle of giving a show, and Cieträ took such things seriously.

He remembered her long, soft looking cyan hair swaying back and forth as she punished her enormous cock with one tiny hand, the flushed girl’s narrow wrist flying up and down as she gripped her prick hard enough that the head had turned a dark shade of purple. Her oversized jizz factories had been jumping up and down in their sack when she locked eyes with Téj, runn

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