Blake/Brooke: Emasculated Sissy

Chapter 5: Deeper and Deeper

Blake awoke the next morning with a sense of unease. As he swung his legs out of bed, he noticed that his feet felt oddly loose in his slippers. Frowning, he stood up and realized that they seemed a size too large. Shaking off the confusion as a lingering effect of last night's intensity, he headed to the bathroom.

When he looked into the mirror, a wave of disorientation hit him. He didn't come up as high on the bathroom mirror as he usually did. His reflection showed a slightly shorter, leaner version of himself. Panic flickered at the edge of his mind, but he forced it down, attributing it to an odd perspective.

Blake pulled off his shirt and examined his body. His muscles, once prominent and defined, seemed softer and less substantial. His pecs had lost their firmness, and his arms didn't have the same bulging strength they once did. The sight left him feeling strangely vulnerable. He flexed experimentally, but the usual power wasn't there. Something was definitely wrong.

He dressed quickly, trying on several pairs of jeans before finding one that didn't feel too loose around the waist. As he tightened his belt, he couldn't shake the feeling that his body was betraying him. He decided to skip the gym, not wanting to face Dominic with these unsettling changes. The thought of his friend noticing his diminishing physique filled him with dread.

Just as he was about to leave his apartment, his phone buzzed. It was a text from Savannah.

Hey Blake, want to go to the big volleyball game tonight?

Blake's heart skipped a beat. This was exactly the distraction he needed. Spending time with Savannah, especially if it led to another night like the last one, could help him forget these strange changes. He quickly typed back a response.

Yeah, sounds great. What time?

Savannah responded almost immediately.

Meet me at 7 at in the students section. See you there :)

Blake felt a surge of excitement. He threw on his shoes, only to find that even they felt slightly too big. Shaking his head in disbelief, he made his way to campus, determined to push these bizarre thoughts out of his mind. Tonight would be about Savannah and the volleyball game, and maybe another chance to hook up with her.

As the day wore on, the unsettling feelings persisted. His clothes felt increasingly loose, and he felt smaller, weaker. By the time evening rolled around, he had convinced himself that it was all in his head. The anticipation of seeing Savannah again drove him to ignore the signs his body was giving him.

He arrived at the volleyball game a little after seven, the gymnasium already buzzing with excitement. The bleachers were filling up, and the energy in the room was palpable. Blake scanned the crowd for Savannah, finally spotting her near the entrance. She waved him over, a smile on her face.