SPH fan in a normalized world

"mind control", femboy, SPH, micropenis, size comparison, mild cucking.

Jenson (Jen) brushed his teeth while he stared into the mirror trying to put this one weird overwhelming idea out of his mind but no matter how much he tried it kept looping. "Everything I do is normal" getting changed, grabbing his wallet, and walking to the local coffee shop it kept repeating over and over again. Giving into the idea that was looping in his head he looks at the line forming in front of the counter and walks past everyone up to it.

Jen: "I'm cutting in front of you." He blurts out before he can stop himself.

Women in line: "Yeah and?" She asks as if you just said the most obvious thing in the world.

Jen: "... Is that normal?" Jen asks cautiously.

Woman in line: "Um yeah, I don't know if your from around here or not but that's kinda the norm." She says acting like he's a crazy person. All of a sudden the cashier starts talking to him.

Cashier: "Um if your not gonna order then can I ask you to let another customer go in front of you?" She asks in a very customer service like tone.

Jen: "It's normal to wait awhile when your ordering at a cafe." Jen says almost on instinct.

Cashier: "Oh I'm sorry sir must have slipped my mind. Let me know if I can help you find anything." She says quickly bouncing between apologetic and bubbly. Bouncing between panic and excitement that the thought in his mind was potentially real Jen decides to further test it. Staring at the cashier he gets a good look at her, a pale red head wearing a tight button up which does little to cover her hourglass figure.

Jen: "You know it's normal for a cashier to have a few of her top buttons unbuttoned right?" Jen says with as much confidence as he can muster. She stares blankly at him for a second causing Jen to try and think of something to save him from getting in trouble for sexual harassment before she starts speaking.

Cashier: "Oh jeez I'm sorry I didn't get a lot of sleep last night." As she says this she starts unbuttoning her shirt completely exposing the top of her generous bust, with her black bra contrasting her nearly white skin.

Jen: "Holy shit those are crazy what's your cup size?" Jen blurts out before he can cover his mouth.

Cashier: "It's 26E sir, I got it measured for my wedding." She says in her usual chipper voice as if everything was normal.

Jen: "Um neat... can I get a chai latte, thank you." Jen stumbles out unsure of what to do next. Grabbing the quickly made coffee he sits down at a booth in the corner. Sitting down he ponders how to use this power but while trying to think of what he can do with it he kept thinking back to the red heads impressive chest causing a tiny erection to spring up in his pants. Uncomfortable by the way his jeans constrict around his boner Jen thinks about adjusting them in the bathroom before he gets a better idea. Standing up and walking to the middle of the cafe nobody pays any mind while Jen grabs the rim of his jeans and slowly lowers them to his ankles. Standing in just his t-shirt and red boxers Jen can't help but feel a new mixture of embarrassment and arousal that clouds his mind. Grabbing the edge of his T-shirt he quickly takes it leaving him in only a bright red pair of boxers. Looking around to see if anyone has noticed he's greeted by a relatively normal cafe scene with little acknowledgement to the guy stripping butt naked in the middle of the building. Taking one last glance around the cafe he lets his boxers drop to his ankles exposing his 1.5 inch micropenis. Looking around he gages the crowds reaction to his lack of clothes (and size) or rather their lack of a reaction. Jen decides that since he's already gone this far he might as well go all the way and sit down next to someone. Looking around he see's a few patrons that catch his eye.

The first is a petite goth girl wearing a black and white striped tank top and a pair of skinny jeans that show off her dump truck ass. She's typing away on her laptop while biting on her shoulder length black hair.

The second is a dark skinned man in a well maintained suit. Despite how well maintained it is it's obvious that it's a bit old due to it being slightly tight. It seems that the man started heavily working out since he got it tailored with obvious muscle outlines and an obvious bulge.

Of course he could always walk back up to the cashier with a seemingly impossible amount of cleavage being shown.