Day Two part 2.

It had not been a productive day for Jenny. By the time Jay got home from work, she had barely managed to drag herself through a few meetings. She felt tired and weird. It was kind of like she was getting her period, but her last one had just ended a few days ago. Jay seemed peppy and excited, though.

"Hey babe, how was your day?" He tossed his laptop bag in the corner and strode over to kiss her.

"I don't wanna talk about it." She sighed and walked over to the couch, flopping down. "I'm still feeling pretty lousy. How was your day?"

Jay paused, feeling uncharacteristically guilty again. "Good! I was really productive today. I don't know why, I'm just feeling great." He didn't want to rub it in too much with her feeling so bad. "So what do you want to do tonight?"

"I don't know," she replied. "Maybe just get takeout and watch a movie? I kinda want to veg out."

He was still full of energy, but was also concerned for his girlfriend. "Of course, babe. What are you feeling?"

To his surprise, she replied immediately. "How about Indian?"

This was odd. Jenny hated Indian food. Jay loved it and would happily eat it seven days a week, but usually didn't bother suggesting it. "Indian food, huh? Are you broadening your horizons?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. I just feel like it, ok? Just order me some saag paneer and naan."

As he put in the order, she flipped through the channels. She seemed both fidgety and tired. Jay hoped dinner would lift her spirits a little. While they waited for their food, they flipped through Netflix and looked for something to watch. They settled on a mindless romcom. It wasn't a genre either of them particularly cared for, but they just felt like something light and easy. They ate in silence, watching Mila Kunis and Justin Timberlake slowly and predictably fall in love.

When they were done eating, Jay paused the movie to put their dishes away. When he sat back down, Jenny laid across the couch with her head in his lap. She hadn't done that since the early days of their relationship. They resumed the movie.

As evening set in, the room grew dim. Illuminated only by the flickering TV screen, Jenny stretched and yawned. She casually grabbed Jay's hand and placed it over her breast. Suddenly the air was a little more charged. Jay grabbed a pillow and placed it under her head so that his erection wouldn't make her uncomfortable.

Finally she spoke, interrupting a formulaic argument onscreen. "Jay, babe, you want to just go to bed and cuddle?" He thought that was a great idea and quickly turned off the movie.

As they took off their clothes in the bedroom, she looked at him oddly. "What?" he asked. She looked confused, like she was searching for the right words. Finally she spoke. "I guess you really have lost weight, huh?"

He nodded. "I guess so, although it doesn't feel like it. I've noticed some other changes too. I meant to call the doctor today but forgot."

There was a long pause. "Yeah, you look different. Like, really different. Did something happen while I was out of town?"

He cringed internally, hoping he wasn't blushing. "No, not really. Just the usual." He ended the awkward conversation by climbing into bed. She climbed in next to him and they curled up against each other with him spooning her.

After a minute she spoke again. "Sorry to keep bringing this up, but you seem different. Is everything ok... you know, down there?" She turned to face him. "It feels different." Before he could reply, she reached down and gasped.

"Oh my God, Jay, what happened?" The alarm in his voice sent him into a panic. He also reached down and found to his horror that his genitals had were much, much smaller. He leapt up and took down his boxers to examine himself. It was true - his penis was now tiny, and his balls had retracted so far up into his body that they were practically invisible. He yelped in panic.

Jenny saw the fear in his eyes and was moved to tears. "Babe, we've got to get you to urgent care! This isn't normal!"

Yeah it is. Where did that thought come from? "I don't know, maybe I'm just cold." He realized he didn't want to go to urgent care and complain that his dick was too small. "I say we wait and see how it looks in the morning."

She stared at him like he had lost his mind. "Wait till the morning? Your cock just shriveled up to the size of a baby shrimp! I can't even see your balls! What do you mean, wait till morning?"

He bristled slightly at that description. "Look, some triage nurse working the 11pm shift isn't gonna believe me that my penis isn't as big as it used to be. And even if they did, they'd just tell me to contact my doctor in the morning anyway. As much as it terrifies me, this just isn't an emergency situation. First thing in the morning, I'm calling the doctor. Ok?"

Jenny was finally starting to relax. "Fine. I guess. But we need to get this looked at! Jay, you could have cancer or something! I'm really worried about you!"

He went to her and held her. "I know, I know. I'll be ok. Don't worry, we'll get through this." She was crying slightly as he stroked her hair. "Trust me, nothing bad is gonna happen." She sniffled and nodded silently. "Let's just go to bed."

As they parted, Jay quickly got in bed. Neither of them was going to sleep well that evening, but he just hoped she hadn't noticed the same thing he had when he hugged her. If she did, she didn't bring it up. He stared at the ceiling for hours trying not to think about it, but the thought was wedged in his mind like a stubborn splinter.

He was several inches taller than his girlfriend, but when they embraced tonight they were the same height.