Regina noticed it first. Before anybody, even Emma. And the brunette reacted immediately, grabbing Emma by the arm and putting herself between the sheriff and the reporters. Until this moment, it had just been a run-of-the-mill press conference about the upcoming reconstruction to the town square. Emma was taken aback by the sudden assault and tried wiggling out of Regina's grasp, but the mayor held her firmly in place. Emma struggled, super pissed. But before she knew it, she was shoved into the back of the mayor's Mercedes and being told to relax, that Regina thought they could fix it.
"What. The. Fuck. Is going on here, Regina? Let me out!" Emma rubbed her wrist, raw from being held so tightly. She banged on the car door, but Regina ignored her. Emma glared at the other woman via the rearview mirror and it was during that shared moment that she felt it. Stir.
She looked down at her pants, taking in the odd shape she saw pushing against her fly. Things were not computing. Her brain was screaming but the only thought that slipped her lips was, "Well, you don't see that every day."
Regina heard her and knew the blonde had realized the dilemma. "Has this happened to you before?" she asked, surely knowing by the mortified expression on the sheriff's face what the answer would be.
Emma tried to form words. "I-uh, well, I'm not sure, uh, Regina?" It had moved again, ever so slightly, but Emma had felt it. She shrieked despite herself. Regina swallowed.
"Try to stay calm. I've heard of this happening... in a prophecy. And even in The Enchanted Forest, nobody pays attention to those. But I never thought you were truly the Savior, not even after you broke the curse, but... Well, that" she indicated Emma's crotch with a look in the rear view and a quick flick of her chin. "Well, that just changes everything."
They pulled up to the mansion, but before Emma made to get out of the car, Regina's arm stopped her. "Wait." The brunette rushed around to the the trunk and came back to Emma with a thick wool blanket. "Wrap this around yourself. Then stay close to me."
Emma did as she was told. It didn't look like any reporters had followed them, believing the mayor when she'd said Emma was ill, and leaving it at that. But it never hurt to be safe. Regina took her under her arm and led her in through the front door of her house.
Once there, Regina sat Emma on the couch and looked at her. Emma was ready to start screaming. "What the hell is THIS, Regina? A sick joke of some kind?" Regina looked up at her, startled. "No, of course not! This is magic beyond anything I've ever been capable of. This is creation, the physical body, as it was meant to be. There is nothing magical about it. It's biology. But it is extremely rare. As in, it's only ever occurred in legend. It must be part of being a product of True Love."
Emma looked at her like she had seven heads. "Get. It. Off."
Regina sighed. "It doesn't work that way. This is a part of you." The mayor thought of something and patted Emma's leg and left the room, "I'll be right back."
Emma stifled her groan. Her crotch had shifted again at Regina's hand on her thigh. The pressure against her pants was growing uncomfortable, and more obvious. She scrunched up the blanket more over her lap. None of this made sense. None of the crazy ass fairytales in Henry's book had ever even alluded to the idea of someone who randomly switched genders. This was insane. What. The. Fuck. Suddenly she had to pee, though. And badly. She hadn't recognized the need sneak up on her while her mind was buried in other thoughts. She hurried to the small bathroom off the main room of Regina's house, hearing the other woman rustling around in her study. She entered the room and closed the door quickly behind her. She had to pee and then she needed a minute to collect herself. She fumbled with her belt and then her zipper (it was being pushed on pretty hard at this point), before lowering her panties over her semi-erect cock. And looking down in amazement, she realized that was a ridiculously adept assessment of the flesh she now held in her hand. It was HER. COCK. She could feel it from the inside, the tissue and muscle, how it was bonded with her body. How the HELL did this make sense? She cringed, now needing to relieve herself quite badly. But there was a small problem. She'd sat down, out of habit, and there was no way to get the thickening member between her fingers to bend back into the toilet. She would have to stand.
"FUCK!" she yelled to no one and everyone at the same time. Her frustration was reaching new heights. Soon she couldn't be certain she wouldn't lose it entirely. Slowly she stood, the weight and shapes between her legs unfamiliar, shuffled around to face the toilet, and lifted the seat. This was going to be interesting. She leaned forward a bit, hoping that would make the trajectory less fallible. She aimed and let her bladder go. The urine streamed through, feeling very similar to when she'd been a girl... down there. But when it reached the tip, it felt different -almost distant from her - and the thickening organ jerked ever so slightly. A very unusual sensation for someone who's never experienced it. She actually applauded herself as her bladder finally signaled it was empty because she had only made a few splatters on the rim. But ok, so now what? Emma took a small piece of toilet paper and wiped the tip, gnashing her teeth together at how damn good that felt, and noticed her balls swell a little, her member growing firmer. Well isn't that the fucking cream on the pie? she thought. Luckily, the woman who normally hated her was being exceptionally kind to her today. There was a polite knock in the door.
"Emma?"
"Yes?" the blonde replied nervously.
"Um, so I have some old jeans of Sheriff Graham's you might find more comfortable. Well, you know, for the time being until... We can figure this out. Oh and here's some men's briefs I had bought for my cousin. They are new from the package but haven't been washed. Sorry."
Emma felt relieved and opened the door just enough to pull the clothing through. Regina couldn't help herself though as she snuck a little peek. She also couldn't help that she liked what she saw. She smirked and moved away from the door, offering Emma some privacy.
Emma was eminently thankful for her clothing alternatives. What she couldn't figure out though was how to get this little monster between her legs from growing every time Regina even spoke to her. She pulled up the men's briefs and situated herself inside them, although it was somewhat tight. Then pulled up the men's jeans over them. They were large on her in every place but the crotch. She pulled her tank top out of her jeans and stood looking at the mirror. She saw herself as she always had. Long blonde locks cradling her face, breasts tight and full, curves in all the right places... Every bit the woman she was... But for one minor (though growing larger by the minute) detail. Her new dick.
She stepped out of the bathroom, hands in her pockets, appearing so positively self assured despite her current predicament that Regina caught her breath. There had always been something between Emma and herself. But it had been heightened ten-thousand fold by this new development. This was a game changer, and not just for the reasons one might think.
First of all, this proved Emma's true calling. She was the Savior after all, as much as Regina hadn't wanted to admit it. Secondly, this meant Emma was ready to mate - and, most importantly, had already found her True Love to mate with. And lastly, there was only one way to get Emma back to her normal body. And that did have to be done like one might think.
She crossed the room and took Emma's hand in hers. She noted the other woman had looked strong and confident, but upon their fingers touching realized the other woman's nervousness. She squeezed Emma's hand gently, and placed a hand on her face, pushing herself up against the blonde's body. "We will figure this out. I promise." And with that, she led the sheriff back to the couch.
On the coffee table now lay an old dusty book, looking to be even older than Henry's book. Regina sat next to her, their shoulders pushed together, as she began to explain the book. It was the Book of Legend and Prophecy and in it, all the major events involving people from their world, Fairytale Land, were recorded, even before they happened. Regina skipped to somewhere in the middle. There was flowery old handwriting describing a child who would be born, a Savior of her time, who would be made of True Love and therefore was the true embodiment of True Love. She would save everyone. But there was a small part of the premonition that everyone had always skipped over, not really understanding it. Regina explained that the book stated that The Savior would be of the sun and the moon, of stamen and stem. And that True Love would continue creation, knowing her own mate on sight.
Scholars from The Enchanted Forest had explained these claims as mythological, as explanations for things people of the time might not have been able to understand at the time they were written. But looking at Emma now, Regina knew the prophecy was true. Emma was literally man and woman. At least for her, for Regina. And that might be the part that screwed Regina up so much about the whole thing.
"Emma."
Regina took the blonde's hand in hers and forced the other woman's face away from the book before them.
"Emma, I'm not scared." Regina comforted the woman sitting next to her. The princess.
Emma looked into Regina's eyes with an intensity she hadn't felt before. Regina was her True Love? And what was she - what were they - supposed to do with that information exactly? But she felt herself acting before she could think it through more clearly. She swiveled onto the couch completely and pushed Regina back against the cushions, straddling her thighs. Her dick swelled beyond belief as their lips met in the most passionate, lip-tingling kiss she'd ever known. Still her dick grew. It was hurting now. She pulled back from the kiss and looked down at Regina, her hands on either side of the brunette's face, and shut her eyes, grimacing with the pressure in her lower abdomen. Regina mewled in sympathy, her fingers under the hem of Emma's shirt, tracing small designs all over her back.
Regina spoke softly. "Remember when I said there was only one way out of this predicament? Well, we're going to start with baby steps and afterwards, we're going to have a talk."
Emma heard the words flow out of Regina's mouth but had stopped being able to understand them. The mayor had moved her hand in between their bodies and was cupping Emma's growing mound. She unbuckled the sheriff's belt. They kissed again. Tongues played over lips and along teeth, the two of them becoming lost in each other as Regina unzipped Emma and pushed her jeans and underwear down passed her ass. Emma had no idea where this was headed - how far Regina was willing to go for her - but she was trying to be patient. Her member strained against her lower belly, and when Regina began running her fingers across the shaft, Emma thought she'd died and gone to heaven. She shut her eyes at the intensity. When she opened them, Regina's adorable little smirk greeted her. "Trust me," she said, now gripping Emma's cock fully. And Emma did.
The first little pull towards Regina's chest and a small spurt of hot come landed on the brunette's belly. Emma cringed, embarrassed. But Regina just smiled at her, took her free hand, wiped Emma's come onto her fingers and slid them into her mouth. She moaned in delight and Emma, ridiculously turned on, began bucking her hips against Regina's hand. Soon she felt Regina's grip changing. It was growing more fervent and strong and Emma's eyes rolled into the back of her head, just as Regina placed her mouth on the top of her cock, swallowing Emma's essence as it pulsed into her. Regina's eyes too rolled to the back of her head, the taste of this woman deliciously overpowering for her. Slowly, gently, lovingly, she let Emma's member go. Emma shivered at the loss of contact. She took a deep breath and then bent down to kiss her lover. Their tongues mingled. And without thinking much of it, Emma felt herself drawn to rubbing her hot core against Regina's thigh, feeling the other woman rubbing her own wetness along Emma's thigh in much the same manner. Emma slid her hands between Regina's legs and slid the woman's panties out from under her skirt and over her tantalizingly long legs. They kissed and sucked and nibbled as they worked their bodies in rhythm. More clothes were removed until they both lay in various stages of undress. Emma sucked Regina's breasts in turn, fondling them, paying special attention to her rosy nipples. Regina arched her back in delight, Emma's fingers finding their way inside her, the sheriff's palm on her clit. And with the blonde's own wetness still rubbing on her thigh, Regina's orgasm hit her with an intensity she had never known before. She gripped Emma to her with all her might, whimpering, kissing the blonde's neck, sucking on her pulse point, licking her little earlobe... Just riding her orgasm down. Emma kept working inside the brunette and Regina felt herself as well as the woman above her reaching a second climax, their bodies pressed together so tightly, and Emma bit Regina's shoulder as they came together, while Regina's nails dug a trail up Emma's back. It was only then that Emma realized the giant monstrosity between her legs was gone. She panicked, but Regina smiled softly and caught her face in her hands. "Shh. It's ok. It's not permanent. It was gone as soon as you came the first time."
Emma looked at her quizzically, both of them still trying to catch their breath. "From what I've read in lore about this condition, your body will simply become whatever it needs to in order to procreate with your True Love. True Love must survive. Therefore, it is meant for one purpose. And when used up, it will be gone until we- I mean until it is needed again."
Regina swallowed hard. She didn't know how or why it had happened but she suddenly was overflowing with love for the woman in top of her. And she'd couldn't wait to carry their children. Wait - what? Regina was beginning to doubt her own sanity. Still, she managed to hold it together. She had never felt passion like she had in this woman's arms and she firmly believed there was more to this than any single decision she might try to make. This was bigger than her. Or Emma.
"Why now? Why is this happening to us now? I've been attracted to you forever!" Emma blushed at the truth in her words, but she wanted answers. She lay in the brunette's arms, loving the smell of her, rubbing her fingers over the small space between Regina's breasts, completely sated and vaguely wondering what had just happened.
"I think it happened after Gold brought magic here. It triggered your magic as you saw, and it triggered your...unique desire to find your True Love and mate. Now, combined with your feelings for me, it's apparently a recipe for a massive hard on." She chuckled softly, attempting to bring some levity to the seriousness of the situation.
"How often can I expect this to happen?"
"I think its safe to infer it resets with the sun and moon. So I'm guessing each day? And I'm also guessing that it will continue until we- well, until a live birth, an heir to True Love, is born."
Emma swallowed this information quietly and sat up against the couch. Regina moved up next to her.
"I told you I wasn't afraid. But I want you to be ready. This is so much so fast. That's why I didn't bring you inside me tonight. I can't make a baby, not even with True Love herself, unless we make this child together, in mutual desire to create a person, embodying our own True Love. You'll tell me when you know. Until then, I'll help you the best I can as your, uh, need arises. I have a feeling the problem won't exist if I'm not around, though. Something about True Love and pheromones. If I'm ovulating it will be worse. So you could always just stay away from me, of course." Emma could see the fear in Regina's eyes.
The blonde just looked at her crotch again making sure she was seeing this correctly. She was flat near her pelvis. Her part-time penis truly was gone. For now. Her brain was slowly collapsing in on itself. All this and now Regina's Happy Ending was up to her? FUUUUUCK.
**A/N - Please review and let me know what you think. Do you want to see this continued?