Alexander Cartwright and Alexandra Livingstone were the traditional class couple at their college, with the cute gimmick of sharing essentially the same name. Everyone knew them, even the professors. You weren’t friends with one of them, you were friends with both of them. And if you made one mad, they both held that against you. You could go so far as to say they were inseparable…

Because they literally were. They were just one person, Lex Cartstone.

Now, before that they were, once, two individual people. Alexander and Alexandra were both freshmen at college when they met. Overwhelmed by the wide world in front of them, the two, as well as their small group of friends quickly began to escape weekly into games, both tabletop games like DnD, as well as the latest video games.

Their group of friends had common interests as well as classes: all things nerdy and wonderful, like they games they played and the books they read were shared, as well as the classes they took were in common. The young and aspiring engineers spent most, if not all their time together on a daily basis, becoming quite close.

As these things tend to go, it didn’t take long for friends in the group to become more than friends. Lily and David were a couple on and off on an almost weekly basis, James and Carl both came out as gay and dating to the group, and Alexandra and Alexander slowly grew closer together.

Alexander and Alexandra were a cute couple, no one denied that, but there was nothing crazy and unique about them. While Lily and David had a running joke that when one of them broke up, the other was planning on asking the first out already, and while James and Carl had the cute twink couple aesthetic going for them… Alexander and Alexandra had nothing.

Their relationship grew normally, with all the awkward periods involved, until Alexandra moved into Alexander's house. They had been dating for a year at that point, and since she was already over all the time for games anyway, why not make it a little more official and live together.

The couple discovered the joys of convenient sex, of sharing everything they owned and relying on each other when they needed help. It was the bedroom activities that got the most unexpected though, where their engineering minds created up scenarios to try out. From bondage to roleplay, using their phones as makeshift remotes, the couple were constantly pushing the bounds in that aspect of their lives.

“Hey, so we're gonna meet up for pizza and then head back to the Lex house, right?” James asked one day over the phone. The group was coordinating plans for another session of DnD that night, no one wanted to miss out.

“Yeah man… wait, what? What'd you call my house?” Alexander replied, caught off guard by the reference.

“The Lex House. Ya know, we've got Alexander and Alexandra in the same house, so why not call it the Lex house, it's like you've got the same name ya know.”

“Hah, yeah man. I got ya. Yeah, we'll see you for pizza tonight, then back here.”

The rest of the night passed without anything further of note. After a couple days, Alexander brought it up to Alexandra over dinner.

“Hey hun. The group has started calling our place The Lex House, ya know, because of our names.”

Alexandra nodded and kept eating. Not seeing the point to this, she let Alexander continue.

“Well, I've been thinking. Something new we could try out if we wanted. We have the same name, pretty much. What if we tried to, I dunno, be each other? Like roleplay being the other person?”

Alexandra stopped eat and set down her fork. She tapped her chin as she thought about it. “I'll be honest, I've thought about it before. We have the same brown hair. We're the same height, and we don't have very different muscle mass. I have boobs and you have a dick though.”

Alexander stayed quiet and let his girlfriend think. She was the one who came up with the crazier and more enjoyable ideas.

“I'm going to cut my hair, and we'll grow it out together. We'll wear the same makeup… don't worry, I'll teach you how. And our clothes… hmm. We'll have to go out and buy matching outfits, there's no way we can be caught not matching perfectly.”

Alexandra paced the kitchen floor glancing at Alexander thoughtfully for long moments before continuing marching through her ideas. “You'll have to wear a bra and breast forms. I'll pack something in my downstairs. Wearing the same clothes we should match pretty well then.” She turned back to her boyfriend and smiled. “Well?”

“Well what, hun?” Alexander sat quietly, watching her.

“You proud I figured it out? You like my idea?”

“I mean… that's not why I brought it up. I was gonna say we should just call each other Lex. Have...you been thinking about this?”

Alexandra sighed and frowned a bit. “Well, we are quite similar. The rest of the group isn't the only one to see that and figure it out. So yeah, I've thought about it.”

“Isn't it...weird though? Deciding to be some amalgamation of the two of us and pretend to be each other?”

“I mean, it's not weirder than some of the roleplay we've done in the bedroom. You've been my sexy schoolgirl before, so would being androgynous with me be that weird, really?”

Alexander blushed as she brought up one of their previous escapades. He hadn't intended for that night to go the way it did, but it quickly became evident that night that both parties were alright with the situation.

With no further protesting, the couple finished dinner and enjoyed each other's company, each going to sleep shortly after to dream about this new possibility.

The next day was Friday, and that evening, Alexandra came home carrying bags of supplies. Alexander sighed, and nodded. A small part of him had hoped that, through the distractions of the day, his girlfriend had forgotten about the idea the night before. A significantly larger part of him knew that was futile and was glad for it. In a way, he was excited to try it out. It was another new frontier, a new game.

“Hey hun, I'm home!” Alexandra bustled over to Alexander and kissed him, still holding the bags. She was actually bouncing and shaking with excitement, and she chewed her bottom lip as even more ideas occurred to her. “I'm gonna get ready first, ok? That way you can see what we're working toward, and while I'm making you over we have a reasonable goal. See ya!”

Before Alexander could even respond, Alexandra had already rushed off to the bathroom. Alexander just looked after her for a moment, before turning back to his game. A few aggravating hours of Dark Souls later, he went looking for his girlfriend. He approached the bathroom and knocked on the door.

“Hey, you doing ok hun?” Alexander called out, curious for an update. He raised his hand to knock on the door again after a couple minutes went by, worried that something had happened in the interim, when the door suddenly swung open. Alexander paused, looking at the person in front of him hesitantly, his hand slowly falling back to his side.

It was definitely Alexandra, but definitely not her at the same time.The girl who loved her brown curls was now sporting a pixie cut, her spiky hair in a punk rebellion. Her makeup was modest, too: she was never one to wear much makeup, but only wearing the smallest amounts of eyeliner and eyeshadow almost more seemed to point her lack of any other makeup, than draw attention to her eyes.

Otherwise, she was dressed pretty normally. Her graphic t-shirt snuggly fit around her torso, accenting her C cup chest. The shirt ended right at the edge of her shorts, which wrapped around her hips and…

Alexander gulped. She had mentioned shoving something down there, but it never dawned on him how much of a juxtaposition it would be to find his girlfriend’s shorts bulging with a fake penis. Her shorts went halfway down her thighs; conservative when compared to her normally quite short shorts. Plain white socks and generic black sneakers tied the ensemble together.

All in all, she looked generic. Alexander couldn’t think of a better term. She wasn’t male or female, just… a “them”. They weren't Alexandra, but they weren't anyone else either. Just a generic version of themselves that was halfway between either of them.

“Hey, so how do you like your new and improved lover? I was thinking, you can call me Lex… Lex Cartstone. And unless you have any last minute objects… We’ll get you to be Lex Cartstone too.”

Alexander looked Lex over, then looked them over again. He chuckled and nodded, stepping into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet seat.

Lex immediately began cutting his hair, adding in layers to get his normally flat hair to spike up into a pixie cut. Alexander spoke up while they were working.

“So, if we're both going to be Lex, like, how will people refer to one of us or the other.”

Lex shrugged, and continued cutting their boyfriend's hair. “No need, really. Any time they need to refer to us, they can just say Lex, and one of us will answer.”

Alexander frowned, that wasn’t an answer to the question he was asking. “That’s not what I meant. I mean, if someone needs to speak to you in particular, or me in particular. How will we tell that apart?”

Lex tapped their chin, pondering question while they finished up cutting Alexander’s hair. It was shorter, and there was just simply less of it to cut. They leaned back and waved their hand at Alexander. “All of it, your clothes off.” They grinned at him, watching the lean boy disrobe. He shyly pulled his shirt and shorts off, then his underwear, sitting back down with a shiver.

“Well, when it absolutely matters, I’ll be Alex and you can be Lexa. We’ll just add an A to our name. Maybe we’ll even switch it up later, but if it’s only for when it terribly matters… well, that shouldn’t come up too much.”

Alexander frowned, but shrugged. “I assume I’m Lexa because that throws people off the trail better?” He asked to the back of his girlfriend, who was fishing through her bags of supplies.

“Yup!” She replied, turning around to face him. In her hands was a quivering mound of what looked like rubber. Two mounds, to be precise. With nipples and areola and…

Lex pushed the breast forms against Alexander's chest, shocking him with the cold burn of the adhesive. He had to give Lex credit, the fake breasts looked surprisingly convincing, matching his skin tone almost perfectly. The glue slowly warmed against his skin, and eventually Lex let go of his new enhanced chest.

The sudden extra weight, no longer supported by Lex's hands fell forward, tugging Alexander along for the ride. His eyes shot wide and he slowly righted himself, compensating for the change in his center of gravity.

“These are… these have to be bigger than yours!” Alexander exclaimed, shocked at the apparent size of the breasts on his chest. Lex chuckled, tossing him one of their bras. Alexander spotted the tag inside and realized it was what his former-girlfriend, now ambiguous lover wore.

He pulled on the bra, and with a little help, fastened it over his chest. It fit perfectly. Lex dropped a stack of clothes on Alexander's lap.

“Put these on, then we'll finish your makeup, kay?”

Snug pink panties topped off the stack of clothes, and seemed to almost accent Alexander's natural lower mass, creating an obvious bulge as the shorts were pulled up. No hiding that he had something packed away down below, unfortunately. He quickly realized his attire was identical to his lover's, a t shirt over his swelling chest, and bland socks and shoes.

Lex fussed over Alexander's face only briefly with subtle makeup. To Alexander it felt like an obscene amount, but the young man was used to almost no makeup by comparison.

Finally, he was allowed to turn and face the mirror. He froze when he saw his reflection.

It was him, but his face was ever so slightly more angular looking. Only enough that he could tell, having lived with his face for a lifetime, but it made him seem ever so slightly more feminine. Not that he needed it, the pixie cut he carried was enough to make anyone question his face now, makeup or not.

Though, the breasts on his chest would be the biggest giveaway that something was going on. The soft, almost gelatinous-seeming material quivered as he shifted on his feet, giving enough sway to seem realistic.

Outside of his torso and head, he seemed more like his male self. His arms had nothing to make them leaner, with his normal sparse hair covering them. His legs and hips were unordinary and unchanged, even if his member was more on display.

Alexander was just coming to terms with his makeover when Lex stepped into the mirror beside him. For a split second, Alexander was baffled: he was standing right there, and suddenly a second person, a second copy of him appeared in the mirror and moved on his own!

Until he realized who that was. It was just an identical copy of him or a perfect twin. No, Lex's plan wasn't that superficial. Every detail was the same. They stood in the same pose together for a long, silent moment, watching themselves in the mirror.

Finally, Lex turned to themselves, grinning wide. “So, how about we call up the rest of the guys, and go get some dinner. I'm starving, and it'd be great to hear what they think.”

Lex smirked back at themselves. “I was just thinking the same thing, how about that.”