Hello, dear readers. I apologize for taking so long to update. I've been so busy. Life and stuff got in the way. Anyway, I'm sure that I've worried some of you after the end of the last chapter. You needn't worry, though. Clara's state as a man is only temporary. The Doctor's reaction, of course, will not be unusual for him. Anyway, on to the story!

Chapter 6: Manhood Rising, Part II

Week 24

When Clara saw her masculine face reflected in the Doctor's eyes, he let out a rather unwomanly shriek. "Oh my god, I'm a man!" She cried.

"It's not so bad." The Doctor replied as he pulled out his sonic screwdriver and began to scan Clara. "At least you have the standard male equipment and not, for example, a retractable tentacle for a penis."

"Oh god!" Clara groaned. "What am I going to do?"

"Well, if you'd like, we could keep kissing." the Doctor suggested. "I rather like the kissing."

"Doctor, I'm a man!" Clara snapped. "You've shown no sign of being attracted to men. Why would you want to kiss me? How can you be so nonchalant about this?"

"Well, I was surprised at first, but I'm quite over it now." the Doctor replied. He then rolled his eyes and added, "As for the kissing thing? I'm over two thousand years old, Clara. I've been around the block a time or two. You're hardly the first man I've ever kissed." He paused for a second before saying thoughtfully, "Though to be fair, this is the first time I've kissed someone who turned into a man while I was kissing them."

"You've kissed men before?" Clara replied, both incredulous and relieved.

"Time Lord sexuality and romantic inclinations are extremely flexible, Clara." the Doctor replied sagely. "Two people could be in a relationship and one of them could regenerate into a member of the opposite sex. Inflexibility would be extremely detrimental. Sexuality in most humanoid species runs in a spectrum. It's a shame that you humans have to make such a big deal over what end of the spectrum an individual leans towards. Such pointless labels."

"Is Time Lord sexuality really that flexible?" Clara asked.

"Yes, it is." the Doctor replied. "Gender, too. Why else do you think that I was so willing to accept the implant that allows me to grow what is considered standard female anatomy in addition to my current equipment, which is considered standard for most males? Regeneration is a lottery. If or when I regenerate again, it's possible that I might regenerate into a woman. A certain amount of flexibility is required if your sex changes when you regenerate."

"Let's not talk about you regenerating right now, okay?" Clara said with a great amount of discomfort in her voice. "Can we deal with the current problem at hand?"

"It's not that bad." the Doctor said with a shrug. "For the record, you make a rather good-looking male by human standards. Are you sure that you want to change back?"

"Yes, Doctor!" Clara groaned. "I want to be a woman again. I don't want to be a man! Can't we fix this?"

The Doctor smiled and placed his hands on Clara's shoulders before leaning down and placing a tender kiss on her forehead. "All right." He replied. "I'll find out what caused this. If this is really that important to you, I won't stop until you are a woman again. Even if it takes some amount of surgery."

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that." Clara said with an awkward frown.

"One thing at a time, Clara." the Doctor said with a smile.

Clara couldn't help but return that smile.

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The Doctor and Clara stood in the console room, both of them feeling rather impatient. The Time Lord was currently searching for some kind of alien tech that allowed such a thing to turn Clara into a man. Finally, he found a possible result. "A Chromatican wishing necklace." the Doctor said. "A supposedly magical device with a gem that allows the person making a wish to alter reality to achieve the desired effect. Of course, there is no such thing as magic, but it is still a very powerful device."

"Where would it be?" Clara asked.

"Well, these things only have a limited range, so it's probably somewhere on Earth." the Doctor replied. "Early twenty-first century. I'll begin the TARDIS' scans now."

After a few minutes, there was a sound indicating that the Chromatican wishing necklace had been found. It couldn't pinpoint the exact location, but the gem was somewhere in London. "Well, that narrows it down a bit." the Doctor said. "Give me thirty minutes and I'll build a device that allows me to detect Chromatican technology."

"Just don't get carried away." Clara said with a sigh.

"Clara, since when have I ever gotten carried away?" the Doctor asked indignantly. He then paused and added, "Don't answer that."

"Just go and build your gadget." Clara said. "I'll try not to worry too much."

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Nighttime in London was an interesting time and place to search for alien technology. The Doctor and Clara had detected several positives, the most recent of which had taken them to a rather trendy nightclub. The Doctor managed to convince the doorman to let them in with his psychic paper. Clara hoped that the nightclub wouldn't get too rough. She was concerned about the Doctor and the fetus that he carried. The Time Lord frowned as he scanned with his gadget and said, "I hate nightclubs."

"As long as they don't get too rough, they're not so bad." Clara said, attempting to put the Doctor at ease.

"They're loud, they're crowded, and random people keep asking for your number, Clara." the Doctor said loudly so he would be heard over the crowd.

"People ask for your number?" Clara asked. "Not that you're not the epitome of sexy to me, but don't you look a bit, well, old for a place like this?"

"I mean they keep asking for your number!" The Doctor grumbled, turning slightly red and shifting awkwardly.

"Doctor, how do you know that people at nightclubs kept asking for my number?" Clara asked.

"I... uh... followed you." the Time Lord admitted.

"You followed me?" Clara repeated the Doctor's words.

"Yeah." the Doctor replied. "Before we had that argument, back before I got drugged and first tried to seduce you."

"You followed me." Clara deadpanned.

"I used my best moves on the dance floor and you still didn't notice me!" the Doctor didn't whine. Time Lords don't whine.

"I didn't recognize you and I was trying not to stare!" Clara defended herself. "You had a Sex Pistols T-shirt, ripped jeans, a leather jacket, and multiple studded belts!"

"I was trying to be sexy!" the Doctor argued.

"Doctor, you looked like something the 80s spat out." Clara deadpanned. "The Dr. Martens I'm used to, but I never pictured you in ripped jeans."

The Doctor was about to defend his 80s punk look when suddenly, the device in his hand began to beep loudly. They both knew that it had detected something. Hurriedly, the Time Lord followed the beeping until it grew louder and louder. Finally, they were led to a man with bright blue hair who was grinding against a human female, who seemed quite intoxicated. The Doctor cleared his throat, but the music was too loud for the man to hear him. He tried again, this time more loudly. "Excuse me."

The blue-haired man still either didn't hear him or didn't acknowledge him. Finally, the Doctor shouted, "I'm talking to you, pudding brain!"

The man turned to glare at the Doctor. The Time Lord brought his device up to the necklace that the Chromatican was wearing and the display identified it as a Chromatican Lust Stone. The Doctor scoffed and turned to Clara. "This isn't the Chromatican or the stone that we're looking for." The Time Lord was unimpressed. "It's just a pudding brain seeking to copulate with a female pudding brain. The stone releases a pheremone that decreases her inhibitions to the point in which she won't recognize anyone. She'll just let them have sex with her. She won't have a choice."

The Doctor then grabbed the stone and snatched it from the Chromatican's neck. "Which is why I'll be taking it."

"Hey, that's mine!" the Chromatican snarled. "What was that for?"

"A lesson," the Time Lord replied, pocketing the necklace, "in a little thing called consent. It's a big deal for most intelligent species."

"Without my necklace, I'll never get laid!" the blue-haired alien whined.

"Not my problem." the Doctor said, rolling his eyes and turned away.

"Why you!" the Chromatican snarled, lunging at the Doctor with the intent to punch him.

Suddenly, before he could get anywhere near the Time Lord, the Chromatican was tackled by a small figure. With the wind knocked out of him, the blue-haired alien could only stare up at the man who had tackled him. Leaning in so their noses were nearly touching, Clara snarled, "Don't you dare touch him! If you even think about hurting him, do you know what I'm going to do with you?"

The Chromatican slowly shook his head. Clara then chuckled and said, "You don't want to know what I'm going to do with you."

The Chromatican swallowed audibly as Clara got off of him and stood up. The small human then looked up at his surprised partner and said, "Let's get out of here."

The Doctor's brows were raised significantly. He was surprised that Clara had taken such aggressive measures. What was even more surprising was that seeing his partner so protective of him and his unborn daughter kind of turned him on a little.

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After spending much of the night searching for the wishing necklace, Clara and Doctor were getting kind of tired. Normally he would still be very energetic after this, but the Time Lord found that pregnancy was very exhausting and he had to sleep almost every night. Still, he and Clara had followed the signal until they had reached the most surprising of places: the residence of Amelia Hernandez and Dr. Pavarti Patil. Clara looked up at the Doctor and raised a brow. The Doctor looked back down at her with the same expression on his face. "Figures that it would be here." the Doctor sighed.

"They're not going to be happy if we wake them up at 2 AM." Clara said.

"That's why we are going to break in very, very quietly." the Doctor replied.

"Didn't you learn your lesson about breaking in last time?" Clara asked.

"Nope. Not at all." The Doctor replied cheerfully. "Besides, even Cricket Bat Woman wouldn't hit a pregnant man."

"How is she supposed to know that you're pregnant?" Clara asked with great concern in her voice.

"She was raised Catholic." the Doctor said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "They can sniff out an unplanned pregnancy like a bomb dog at an airport."

Clara groaned and facepalmed. The Doctor quietly crept over to the window, took out his sonic screwdriver, and unlocked the window. He then quietly opened the window and, with a bit more effort than usual, managed to haul his gravid body through the opening and into the house. He was then followed by Clara, who had even more difficulty than he did due to her smaller height and shorter legs. "All right." the Doctor whispered. "I'll take one side of the house, you take the other side."

Clara nodded and left to search his side of the house. The Doctor followed the device, which he had set on 'vibrate only' mode. As he searched, the the vibrations grew stronger as he got closer to the wishing stone. When he entered a room, he saw a male figure rifling through something, probably a jewlery box. The man had purple hair and when the Doctor scanned him, he confirmed that the man was a Chromatican. The Time Lord quietly cleared his throat, catching the Chromatican's attention. The alien froze momentarily before turning around, caught red-handed with the stone in hand. "Give me the stone." the Doctor ordered.

"I can't do that." the Chromatican replied. "You don't know the power that this thing has!"

"You clearly didn't use it responsibly." the Doctor scoffed. "Give it to me so I can reverse what it's done."

"Never!" the Chromatican argued. "You'll have to pry it from my cold, dead fingers!"

"Let's compromise, shall we?" the Doctor said as he pointed his sonic screwdriver at the Chromatican and unleashed a frequency that was known to paralyze Chromaticans. It was non-lethal, but it was still very potent.

When the Chromatican fell to the floor with a thud, the Doctor took the wishing stone from him. He would use this tone to reverse-engineer a cure for Clara's masculinity. While he was thinking about this, he didn't notice a figure creeping up behind him, cricket bat raised. He was fortunate that he noticed it out of the corner of his eye just as the cricket bat started to swing. With surprising agility for a pregnant man, the Doctor managed to dodge the strike. The light suddenly turned on, the light switch flicked by Pavarti. Amelia's eyes widened. She then groaned, "Doctor, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, it's just a midnight visit." the Doctor said nonchalantly.

"Midnight visit my ass." Amelia scoffed. She then noticed the necklace in the Doctor's hands. "What are you doing with my wife's necklace?"

"Retrieving it." the Doctor replied. "It needs to be repaired."

"At two in the morning?" Amelia was skeptical.

"It really, really needs to be fixed." the Doctor amended his statement.

Suddenly, Clara stepped into the room. "Doctor, I can't fi- oh shit, they're awake."

Amelia and Pavarti stared at the petite man for several long seconds before the neurologist blurted, "Clara?"

Clara grinned sheepishly at her friend. Amelia sighed and said. "Great. My friend is a man and his alien boyfriend is pregnant. Tonight couldn't get weirder, could it?"

"First thing, not her boyfriend." The Doctor said. He then turned at Clara and said, "Second thing, I told you so. Thirdly, I don't know how she knew about the alien thing."

"John told me about your guitar collection." Amelia explained. "I've also seen the way you dress and you have a girlfriend who is way younger than you are. Hell, John showed me pictures of your guitar collection. No human male has a mid-life crisis that profound."

"My mid-life crisis passed a long, long time ago." the Doctor argued.

"Well, you have to be compensating for something!" Amelia argued. "From what I've seen when I saw you and Clara fucking on my couch, I know you're not compensating for what's between the legs!"

The Doctor blushed a little at that comment and wasn't sure what to say. Just as he was thinking of a retort, a loud groan sounded. The Chromatican sat up massaged his temples. He noticed the group of people looking at him and he focused in on Amelia. "Hello, Miss Hernandez." he said awkwardly. "I'm Zezrin Violet. Sorry about the break-in."

"Yeah, well, what the hell are you doing in my house?" Amelia asked.

"I had to get something." Zezrin replied. "Your necklace needs to be returned to safe hands. It's not safe in the hands of humans."

"When you say that, I'm assuming that you're not human." Amelia deduced.

"So wait, there are two aliens in our house?" Pavarti blurted.

"Story of my life." Amelia replied. "What's so important about Pavarti's necklace?"

"It's a Chromatican wishing stone." Zezrin said. "Just make the pregnant man give it to me so I can take it back."

"Since when can I make the Doctor do anything?" Amelia scoffed. "He's Clara's bitch, not mine."

"Hey!" The Doctor protested angrily.

"Um, Zezrin." Clara called the Chromatican to get his attention. "I'm a man. How do I turn back into a woman?"

"Well, I don't know." Zezrin replied. "No one has ever wanted to be turned back before after one of these types of wishes. Gender is rather flexible for Chromaticans. Who wished you to be a man anyway?"

Pavarti sheepishly raised her hand. "Whoops." she said awkwardly.

"How do we reverse the effects of the stone?" Amelia asked. "Do I just smash it?"

"No one has ever tried to reverse the effects." Zezrin repeated himself. "It might work. It might not. Just to be safe, I- NO!"

Amelia swung down her cricket bat, striking the stone in just a manner that it chipped and then cracked in half, rendering it useless. "What have you done?" Zezrin cried. "The effects might never be reversed now!"

Clara gasped, her eyes filled with horror. Her horror then turned to despair. The Doctor quickly walked over to her and gave her a one-armed hug. Clara buried her face into the Time Lord's chest and was unable to choke back a sob. Amelia sighed and said, "I'm so sorry, Clara."

The Doctor glared at his partner's friend before looking back to said partner and saying, "I'll find a way, Clara. I promise."

Clara sniffled and said, "Let's just get out of here."

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Week 25

It had been about a week since Clara had turned into a man and she had developed a certain amount of stubble. She was too embarrassed to ask the Doctor to teach her how to shave, so she didn't ask. Clara just lay there at night, unsure of what to do. One thing hadn't changed, though. The Doctor was still humping her leg in his sleep. Letting out a sigh, Clara got out of bed and headed to the kitchen. She stopped to check on John, who was sound asleep. When Clara was in the kitchen, she took a peach out of the refridgerator and began to eat it. She heard footsteps behind him and turned to see the Doctor, who appeared to be the very image of frustration. "Doctor, what's wrong?" Clara asked.

"It's nothing." the Doctor replied.

"Doctor, if something's bothering you, just tell me." Clara said earnestly.

The Doctor sighed and said, "All right. I'll say it." He paused for a second to gather his words and finally said, "We haven't made love in months and I'm losing my mind, Clara. These hormones are driving me crazy! Well, crazier. The insanity isn't a new thing."

"I just don't think the position would work right." Clara said awkwardly. "Wouldn't your belly get in the way?"

The Doctor groaned and threw up his arms. "Clara, you have a penis. I have orifices. Do the math!"

When Clara realized what the Doctor was asking her to do, her eyes widened dramatically. "You want me to... in your...?"

"Please!" the Doctor said desperately.

Clara had never thought of using her new penis for sex. She had hoped that she wouldn't be a man long enough to. Still, the Doctor looked so desperate and it wasn't like Clara hadn't taken a man from behind before. One of her ex-boyfriends had been into pegging. Clara wasn't sure what to do, though. However, after a long, deep look into the Time Lord's eyes, the human nodded and said, "All right."

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Clara and the Doctor returned to their room, the two of them kissing each other hungrily. Without even looking, the Doctor pointed his sonic screwdriver at the door and soundproofed the room. It was all for the best. Something told Clara that this wasn't going to be a quiet session. The human quickly stripped and stood there awkwardly until she noticed how hungrily the Doctor was staring at him. Clara smiled shyly and headed over to help the Time Lord remove his clothes. When they were both naked, the human pushed the Doctor down until he was sitting on the bed before lunging forward and burying her tongue in the Time Lord's mouth. The Doctor let out a loud, hungry moan. Clara reached down to find that her partner was hard. She reached back a bit more to find that the Doctor was soaking wet as well. Clara grinned against the Time Lord's lips as he unconsciously parted his legs a bit more to give Clara better access. She continued to stroke the Doctor's manhood until she herself was erect. She pushed the Doctor down onto his back to get a better look at him. The female parts of his anatomy had not yet reached full size and were still too small to take in Clara's rather impressive manhood. That just left one option. In a deep, manly voice, Clara said, "On your knees."

The Doctor let out a lustful groan and climbed up further onto the bed, positioning himself on hands and knees. Clara opened the drawer to the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of clear liquid. Since giving birth, sometimes she had trouble lubricating herself. Not always, but sometimes. It was good to have some lube on hand just in case. Now this would help with the task at hand. Clara squirted some lube onto her fingers before carefully sliding one digit into the Doctor's arse. "That's my finger." She explained calmly. The Doctor nodded.

Clara moved her finger around for a while until she found that spot that made the Time Lord moan. Good. The Doctor definitely had a prostate. Once the Time Lord had loosened up a bit, he tried not to flinch when Clara pushed in a second finger. "That's another finger." Clara said calmly, stroking the Doctor's back soothingly with her other hand. "I'm preparing you for me."

"I've done this before." the Doctor said. "Like I said, I've been around the block a time or two."

"Have you done it in this body, though?" Clara asked as she continued to finger the Time Lord's behind.

"No." the Doctor admitted before letting out another moan.

Clara couldn't help but grin. The Doctor was loving this. Now Clara was truly wondering what it would feel like to fuck the Doctor's arse with her penis. She was definitely looking forward to it. Once she was sure that the Time Lord was sufficiently prepared, Clara withdrew her finger from the Doctor, who let out a whimper at the feeling of emptiness. Clara squirted some lube on her manhood and then got up on her knees and positioned herself behind the Doctor. "I'm going to enter you now." the human said gently. "Try to relax, okay?"

The Doctor nodded and Clara took that as a signal to push into him. The two men both let out simultaneous moans. Clara started out with a slow pace as she thrust gently into the Doctor. She had to start out carefully. When the Time Lord started pushing back against her, meeting her thrusts, Clara took that as her cue to increase her pace. As she thrust a bit faster, her partner began to whimper in pleasure. Clara groaned. Oh god, this felt better than she had expected. She had been inside a man before, but never had she felt the sensation of a tight arse squeezing her cock. Clara continued at her current pace until the Doctor cleared his throat and said, "You can, ah, speed up some more." He let out a moan as Clara's penis brushed his prostate once more. "In fact," he groaned, "I insist on it."

Clara grinned and said, "You asked for it."

Clara drew back, almost exiting but keeping the tip of her manhood inside the Doctor. She then slammed back in, eliciting an enthusiastic "Yes!" from the Time Lord.

As Clara began her frantic pace, she was moaning loudly and the Doctor was even louder. The two men coupled enthusiastically, the Doctor pushing back to meet Clara's every thrust. The Doctor's gasps and moans were getting closer as he grew closer and closer to climaxing. Finally, after a long, wonderful while, the Time Lord let out his loudest moan yet as he finally came. Thick ropes of sticky come spurted forth from the tip of his penis, spilling onto the duvet. When Clara felt the Doctor's arsehole tightening around her, she increased his pace further until she began to feel an unfamiliar tightening in her balls. Seconds later, at last, she was there. With a loud gasp, Clara ejaculated deep into the Doctor.

The two stayed in that position for a while until Clara began to soften and pulled out. The Doctor and his companion both climbed under the covers. Lying together, the human spooned the Time Lord. Clara let out a chuckle and said, "You know, being a man does have its benefits. I wouldn't mind doing this again from time to time."

The Doctor chuckled and replied, "I wouldn't mind it, either."

"Yeah." Clara said sleepily. "I'd still rather be a woman, though."

The Doctor, also feeling sleepy spoke up as Clara tightened her arms around him. "It doesn't matter to me what you look like, what you identify as, or what you have between your legs. You'll always be Clara to me."

Clara let out a contented sigh and buried her face between the Doctor's shoulder blades. Her breathing gradually shifted as the human finally drifted off to sleep. As the Doctor joined his partner in slumber, he became aware of the feeling of Clara's manhood disappearing, followed by the feeling of breasts against his back. A smile on his face, the Doctor then allowed himself to fall asleep.

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Yeah, I did it. I've never written that kind of scene before, but I figured, why not? If you have a problem with it, then why the hell did you read it?