The Genital Wars by, Angelica

"Daniel, your mother is calling you to do her a favor."
"Why would she call me to do her a favor when you're the maid, you get paid to do favors".
She rolled her eyes and walked away. I walked down the stairs to find my mom sitting with my
doctor.
"Why is she here?"
"Well Dan, since you identify with your male part persona more, we thought it was time to have
the surgery. You know to remove the vagina, so you can finally be a normal boy."
Is she f**ing kidding me, like she seriously just said so I can be a "normal boy."
"Look Daniel I know this is hard but-"
"But nothing, you two should just mind your business and let me be. What if I want to keep both
genitals. You don't know what I want so just mind your damn business".
I stormed off, I just couldn't even believe she said that.
"Daniel come back here"! She screamed as I ran up the stairs.
"Shut up mom!"
When I reached my room, I locked the door and looked at the only thing that would calm me
down. My shrine to Sophia. It's not weird, it's just she's a really hot girl that goes to my school,
and that I might be obsessed with, but it’s not weird. I swear it’s not. And if I'm being totally
honest when I look at her all I actually think about is being with her. I mean that's what every guy
thinks when he looks at a hot girl. So if a guy tells you "I'm different" don't believe him. That's
complete and utter bs, because every single guy wants to get with a girl that's hot. Now I
can actually say "I'm different", and it's because I have a penis and a vagina, you know I'm a
hermaphrodite. Anyways so yea, she's hot she goes to my school, and I have a shine of her
that calms me down. That shrine always works, I mean look at me I'm calm cool and collected
now. Which is good considering that my mother just barged into my room. "Daniel what is wrong
with you, talking to me and doctor Marie like that. Are you stupid? All we're doing is
trying to help you become normal, and I don't care what you want, you're having the surgery.
That vagina is going to be removed, I wanted a little boy not a he-she. And as soon as your
father gets home, I'm telling him what you did". She walked out and slammed the door behind
her. I was shocked to hear my own mother openly admit that she doesn't accept me for being a
hermaphrodite.
"Listen Daniel you are going through some hard things, I understand but you can't talk to
your mom like that. You can't disrespect her it's wrong. I don't care what's going on you just
don't do it. And if she said you're getting the surgery , then you're getting it. Make your mom
happy and tell her that you want to be normal, go on and do it. Walk out my office right now
and tell her, be a good boy. And tell you what if you do it I'll buy you that black Lamborghini you
want".
Although it was a good deal, I'm not going to go and apologize to someone who doesn't love
me because I'm defective. I just can't bring myself to doing it, so I decided to go to my room and
smoke off some steam. I pulled out the bag of blunts from under my bed, took one and went
out to the balcony. I swear that when I lit up that blunt, all my worries seemed to melt away. I
guess it's true- my thoughts were interrupted when when I heard someone open my room door.
I didn't know what what to do with the blunt, I was too scared I would get caught. So I sat on
the blunt..... yeah I sat on it. I felt the fire burn through my pants and eventually start burning
through my skin.
"Daniel, listen I need to talk to you. I know you and your dad talked and he told you to apologize
to me, but no don't do that. I was the one that messed up."
She sat down next to me, while all I wanted was for her to turn around and leave, because my
butt is burning. Like it hurts really bad. I feel all the seven layers turning into ashes.
"Mom I get it, you messed up and you're sorry. I forgive you, all of this is dust under the rug,
now can you leave me alone."
I saw the regretful look on her face as she walked away, slowly. To be honest I didn't really
care that she felt that way, it was her fault, she brought the feeling upon herself. She was
the one being a dick-head and trying to make me get rid of my vagina, that I'm emotionally
attached to. Hey, I might even create a shrine to it, for when it's gone, you know because I'm
going to actually remove it. I found myself lost in my thoughts and forgot I was sitting on a lit
up blunt. But as soon as I came to the realization that my butt was on I fire I got up and ran
to the bathroom. Oh the sight was not pretty, I had a huge red, bloody hole on my a left butt
cheek. I knew a scar was going to be left on my favorite butt cheek. Whatever, it doesn't even
really matter, what matters is the decision I have to make for my mom. Decide whether I get the
surgery for her or don't get it for myself.
After I was done disinfecting my butt burn, I decided to go ahead and get in the shower.
As soon as I was done I went to put on my pajamas, which is just my underwear. I usually only
wear boxers because its the most comfortable thing to wear and you have a vagina along with a
penis in the same area. Anyways when I was done I went ahead and called the maid up so she
could give me a good old fashioned back massage. It’s the least she could do since she does
nothing and gets paid for exactly that, doing nothing.
“What do you need now Daniel?” She rolled her eyes as she said this.
“First of all you’re my maid Guadalupe. I basically own you, so you’re going to change that little
attitude of yours. Second of all, I called your ugly butt up here to give me a back massage. So
get to it, chop, chop idiot.”
I walked over to my bed and laid down, so she could get to massaging my back. After like ten
minutes I kicked her out of my room, she was doing a terrible job. I swear a dog could rub my
back better. Anyways after she left I walked over to my closet and pulled out my Justin Bieber
pillow. Again this is not something weird, its just it’s a really comfortable pillow, plus the dude
makes good music, and is kind of hot I guess. Although I do hid it because if my parents saw it
they would think I’m more abnormal than what they thought. I walked over to my bed laid down,
cuddled with Bieber for a while, and then I fell asleep.
A few days passed and I found myself more confused than closer to having an
answer. I felt backed into a corner, as if there was no choice. I didn't know what to do, but I did
know one person who would know the answer. Sophia, yeah that means time to head up to my
shrine and have a conversation with the love of my life. Of course she doesn't know it but I'm
going to do it. Hold on, wouldn't it be better if I had the conversation with the real Sophia. Oh my
god yes, yes, that's exactly what I'm going to do. I walked down stairs and hopped in my yellow
Lamborghini, I got it last Christmas. It's beautiful I tell you, but obviously not as beautiful as
Sophia, who I can't wait to see. When I got in that car, a feeling of joy came over me, I couldn't
contain it. I smiled the whole way to Sophia's house. I pulled into the driveway and walked
around back. I did a few digging a while back and I found out her room was on the second floor
of her house. Conveniently there was a tall tree in front of her bedroom window. I started
climbing the tree, and when I reached the top I sat on one of the branches. I of course in the
excitement forgot to bring my binoculars, so all I could do was squint my eyes and cup my
hands around them. You know to help me see, because in all honesty the tree was pretty far
from the window. I sat there for about four minutes, and it was then that I saw this beautiful,
heavenly figure walk in the room. It was her, Sophia. I admired her beautiful naked figure, but
what I found weird was that when I looked at it I could only think of me having such a majestic
body. I soon began to feel envious of her body, because I wanted to have that body of of a
goddess. That's all that I wanted at this moment, I didn't want her anymore, and I didn't want to
take her to bed. All I wanted was to be her. Lost in thoughts I didn't realize I was slipping off the
branch. I soon began to fall. As I fell I wasn't scared, I felt at peace because I finally knew what
was my destiny. It wasn't to remove the vagina, it was to remove the penis. That realization just
set me free, as I fell to the ground I felt the wind in my hair, and I also felt peace because I
finally knew what it is that I had to do....