A restless dream woke you up too early... It seems you might want to try going back to sleep...

You feel yourself.

Your body is sweating profusely.

You've clearly been tossing and turning in your sleep.

The blanket is gone - you must have thrown it on the floor.

The room is dark...

Only faint rays of light come from the window, which is almost completely covered by curtains.

You probably woke up at dawn.

Using your newly purchased smartphone, you check the time.

Yes, that's right...

Dawn just broke.

Your roommate, Peter, is now sleeping peacefully in his bed.

Trying to remain quiet, you pick up the crumpled blanket from the floor, wrap yourself in it, and try to go back to sleep.

After a while, you succeed. This time, there were no absurd, disturbing dreams.

It seems that due to the nightmare and sudden awakening in the night, you (trying to compensate for your body's fatigue) sleep longer than usual...

So, you wake up to strong rays of light shining through the curtains.

Yawning and slowly untangling yourself from the blanket, you get out of bed.

You walk around the room and don't see Peter.

It looks like your roommate has gone somewhere...

You look at your smartphone screen and exclaim: "Wow! It's almost 12 noon! I slept a long time..."

A quick breakfast...

Routine hygiene procedures: washing, brushing your teeth, and removing excess hair from your delicate skin.

The memory of the nightmare makes you shudder with anxiety.

"What the hell?! Why am I having such strange dreams?!" - you think.

Unable to find a definitive answer to this question, you decide to relax a bit and calm your nerves.

You take a bath in a pleasant pink bubble bath (Peter bought this a couple of days ago).

A whole hour of relaxation in the warm water...

Your naked, smooth body feels it with pleasure...

Worries and problems seem to be far away...

Even your tiny penis, trapped in this horrible metal device, now seems to feel no discomfort.

Or perhaps it's not just the bath, but also that over the past week you've simply gotten used to the metal flat chastity cage that locks away your laughably pathetic remnants of "masculinity"?

However, you try not to think about such complex psychological issues.

You simply enjoy the warm water and pink foam in the bathtub...

Finally, having finished your bath, you get up, thoroughly dry your body, and leave the bathroom. Your naked body was reflected in the large mirror in the bathroom and your fleeting glance noticed this...

"My butt... really is plump... A bit big for the average guy... Although, perhaps it's just stereotypes and prejudices?" - you think sheepishly.

For some reason, this view in the mirror leaves an impression on you: a noticeable contrast between the miniature weewee in a very small flat chastity cage and the large plump buttocks that seem to sway from side to side with every step you take...

Your mind wanders to the idea of ​​putting on your black lingerie...

Or should you opt for the luxurious, dark red lingerie you recently "acquired"?

Before you can decide, you hear the scraping of a key in the lock.

Someone is opening the front door!

For a moment, you panic: "What if it's not Peter! I'm completely naked right now!"

Reflexively, you cover your groin with your palms.

From an outside observer's perspective, it looks funny...

Your frightened blue eyes dart toward the door...

It's... your roommate, Peter!

Gasp, a sigh of relief...

After all, your roommate has seen you naked many times before, you've even showered together, and you've both done various... "other" things (which many people would consider lustful perversions).

Peter's brown eyes sparkle with joyful excitement.

He quickly enters the room, carrying a small cardboard box.

"What is this?" - you ask, confused.

Instead of answering, he comes over and hugs you tenderly.

"We did it! A week has passed!" - he whispers joyfully, kissing your neck in an overflow of emotion.

You shudder with anticipation...

Meanwhile, Peter begins to undress...

Soon, he's wearing only dark blue lingerie (women's panties, bra) and white nylons.

His small penis is encased in the same metal flat chastity cage as yours.

He grins, places the box on the table, and opens it (with scissors).

Then he removes a small plastic bag from inside and shakes it in front of you.

"Keys!" - you exclaim joyfully.

Peter nods and takes out small metal keys.

You both sit down on the couch...

Your roommate inserts the key into the tiny hole in the metal device...

The key turns...

There's a click...

And the next second, Peter removes this horrible metal device (the one that has been blocking any attempt at a normal male erection for a whole week) from his little cocklet!

You see your roommate's tiny penis...

The tiny, shriveled penis looks nothing like what a normal man would normally have between his legs.

Peter hands you your key...

Your fingers are sweaty and trembling slightly with excitement. The key in the lock, a turn, a click...

At first, you can't believe your luck...

The metal flat chastity cage slowly slides off your tiny pseudo-penis!

You tremble, looking at your liberated weewee...

The extremely small, hairless testicles, combined with that tiny, wrinkled sissy-clit, create an impression of weakness and submission...

This body... so effeminate and even somehow... hot...

Peter takes this terrible device (which has been blocking your so-called "male genital organ" for a week) and places it, along with the keys, on the table. He puts his device and its keys there too.

You see it all...

This device is very small, but its impact on your life over the past week has been anything but small...

Oh my God... How many days have you been suffering?!

A vague feeling in your head hints that these days of "metal captivity" have clearly affected your psyche somehow...

And now you look at this metal and realize it's outside your body...

Tears of joy well up in your beautiful blue eyes.

You hug your friend Peter and kiss him, succumbing to a sudden sensual impulse.

A whole minute of tender kissing...

And Peter doesn't mind at all...

Finally, he pulls away with a smile and says in a quiet, satisfied voice: "Don't forget, Billy, we still have to stream today! And the rest of the contents of this cardboard box will help us with this!"

The rest of the contents? In the joy of liberation, you somehow overlooked the fact that this cardboard box contained more than just the keys to two flat chastity cages...

You gaze perplexedly into your roommate's brown eyes, which clearly sparkle with amusement...