I am a sexist pig

            Adam was made in the image of God.
            But, he wanted something more.. T&A.
            This is the dilemma of human sexuality.
            How do you live with the opposite sex?

            Dr. Tranni was a brilliant botanist. He had devoted his life
      to providing safe herbal pain medication. But, his sex life was dull.
      Why should such a successful pharmacist be so lonely?
      Dr. Tranni set about formulating a love potion. Not a date rape drug,
      but a chemical marriage of hormones and marijuana.
      The lab was filled with the musk of sex and hemp. Dr. Tranni became
      dizzy and spilled some test tubes. He was intoxicated in a puff of smoke.

            Stumbling into the street in front of his flat, Dr. Tranni tried to focus.
      Some young men whistled at him from the pub across the road. A thirst
      came over him for a pint as he zig zagged over. "Looks like you've had enough."
      one man swaggered and slapped the doctor on his butt.
      "Don't tell me what to do!" Dr. Tranni barked back and walked in.
      He tossed some coins on the bar and sipped his ale. How many times had
      he ignored the rockess noise of this place.

            "Your a feisty one." the bartender smiled. He felt an odd tingle
      in his chest and rubbed it, gripping his breasts in shock at
      his reflection in the mirror behind the bar. Somehow the mixture of hormones
      and marijuana had changed his gender into a buxom lassie..
      Droctor Tranni raced for the men's room, but quickly detoured for the ladies.
      A hasty examination confirmed the metamorphosis. It was time for another pint.
      "You like Chicago?" a piss drunk girl asked, fixing her makeup in the ladies
      mirror. "We're in Chicago?" the doctor voice squeaked.
      The girl made a toothy smile, "The band .. they're playing Hallelujah."
      She was looking at the doctor hungrily. He felt aroused, but his member
      had folded up inside of him.

            The doctor put out his hand to shake hers, "Doctor(ah) Michele Tranni.
      I'm a botanist. Would you like some marijuana?" "Yeah! I think I'm in love.
      Nickie .. some of the girls call me Nick." she winked at the doctor.
      The doctor kissed her full on the mouth as they shared his marijuana in
      his favorite pipe. "You have a flop?" Nickie winked.
      The madness of it all forced out any inhibition the doctor had left.
      The two women slid over each other naked in Mike Tranni's bed.
      He could never have imagined the extacy of multiple orgasms.
      "You give me a feeling I've never had before." the doctor gasped.
      Nickie giggled and worked her pierced tongue about Michele's mound.

              "Good God!" Nickie screamed and fell back. Dr. Tranni's cock was
      emerging. "What the Hell are you?!" she shouted and fell off the bed on her
      butt. "Please. I love you. It was.. an experiment." Dr Tranni was sporting a
      fully erect cock, but his breast and buxum figure remained.
      Nickie lit up the doctor's pipe. "This is twisted. But, I think I'll give it a whirl."
      she giggled and wrapped her mouth around the good doctor's rod.
      Mike Tranni squeezed his man boobs and gasped, "I have found the elixsure
      acetaminophin!" Nickie looked confused and shrugged as she continued
      to suck on the doctor's pipe.

 
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        Epilogue >


                  How do you understand the opposite sex?
                  Conversation is veiled deceit.
                  Relationships fail when there are no risks
                  and someone better comes along.
                  Do you want a buddy or a Momma or Poppa?

                  Do you want to get dirty?


      Have I offended .. again?


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