What happens next?

The elevator decends

The elevator hummed and came to life as it slowly descended towards the ground floor.

John’s heart hammered so hard he could feel it throughout his body. He yanked hard against the cuffs, desperately trying to get closer to the key. His bare feet scrambled on the cold floor as he stretched for the key, but it was just out of reach. His toes brushed it once, twice, each attempt making his stomach flip. All the while his new tiny member was still jutting out, refusing to go down.

“Come on… come on…” he strained through clenched teeth, his voice cracking.

The floor numbers ticked downward. 8… 7…

Panic started to fill his mind. He lunged again, chains rattling, and managed to nudge the key that little bit closer. He started to sweat and strain hoping he could get out of this mess.

6… 5…

A soft ding echoed somewhere below. Voices. Faint laughter. The sound of people waiting on the ground floor.

John’s stomach flipped. He threw his weight against the cuffs one more time, shoulders straining, and finally managed to drag the key within reach of his toes. He scrambled, clumsy and frantic, trying to lift it. The metal slipped once, twice. On the third try he got it between his toes and carefully, shakily, began to raise it toward his bound hands.

4…

The elevator gave a shudder. The key wobbled.and despite John so desperately trying to grip it, the key dropped, clattering back to the floor just out of reach again.

3…

“No—fuck—no—”

He stretched farther, panick was starting to take over as he threw himself against the cuffs, completely naked and on display in the mirrored walls. The humiliation was tight in his chest and the excitement he felt only made him that more sensitive below.

2…

Footsteps and chatter grew louder. Someone laughed. A group of voices—female voices—waiting right where the doors would open.

1…

John lunged one last desperate time, fingers straining, toes scrambling. The key skittered just beyond his reach as the elevator settled with a soft ding.

And with that it was done, the doors began to slide open.

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