In the Morning

As Edward had washed off the markers writing, so did their effect disappear. Once again, Edward was trapped in his chubby body, with his small penis. But the thought of sadness did not last long, as he once again looked at the marker on the sink, a smile hushed over his face.

16th December

The night Edward slept like a baby, the incredible feeling from his masturbation the day before. Though he wished to experience some more with the marker, Edward only pocketed it in the morning, thinking about the things he would like to experiment with.

After he had dressed himself, in khaki pants and a neat blue shirt, his belly only showing through it a little, he made his way to the kitchen, where Lisa, Mary and Steve already sat. Lisa was a short girl, with short black hair, her grey eyes tired, as she sipped her morning coffee. Her tits and ass were average, Edward thought, but she wasn’t his cup of tea. Mary was a tall blonde girl, her glasses framing her turquoise eyes, her small breasts were accentuated by her push-up bra, though Edward knew she was just an A cup. Her ass was small aswell, though she regular trained it to look bigger, unsuccessful, Edward thought.

Steve was taller than Edward, fit, with brown hair and green eyes. He would have been a proper lady’s man, were he not gay. “Morning”, Edward said, as he entered. “Morning”, the three others answered in unison.

Edward poured a cup of coffee, as his thoughts drifted on how he would use the marker. He imagined the many things he would do with his roommates. Thinking about transforming Lisa or Mary.

Edward sipped his coffee, as Lisa yawned and stretched beside him. Her shirt rode up just enough to reveal a strip of skin above her sweatpants, soft, untoned. He imagined tracing the marker along that waistline, rewriting her curves into something… more. His fingers twitched toward his pocket.

"Late night?" Mary asked, snapping him back. She adjusted her glasses with one finger, her gaze flicking between him and Lisa. "You look like you're tired."

Edward took a big gulp of his cup. “Yeah. Studying.", he answered. The image of Lisa he had created in his mind vanished.

Edward's coffee burned his tongue, but he barely noticed. Across the table, Mary's lips glistened with jam as she bit into toast. Edward imagined writing on her chest size with the marker, growing her tits to twice the size, no thrice.

“I’ll be out till next week”, Steve said. “I have to go to my family, so you three will have the flat for yourselves.”

Edward **** a nod, his fingers curling around the marker in his pocket. The warmth of the ceramic mug seeped into his palm as Steve continued talking about train schedules and Christmas plans, but Edward wasn’t listening.

Lisa yawned again, pushing her chair back with a scrape. "I'm gonna shower," she mumbled, shuffling toward the hallway. Edward watched the sway of her hips, the way her loose pajama bottoms clung just slightly to her thighs. His grip tightened. He didn’t have a lecture today, and as far he knew, neither did Lisa. He would be alone with her today.