This choice: He needed more time. Stay in for now. • Go Back... "Actually, I'd like to settle in right now and meet everyone at my own pace. Thanks for the offer though," Thomas responded to Isabelle. The adorable dog mayor nodded in understanding before leaving, wishing him well. With that, he went inside.
The house, fitting for his first one, was relatively small, featuring only a single room. It had only the most basic of furnishings, but it was enough. The whole place felt very... quaint, charming. Thomas couldn't help but smile. As strange as this experience was, he was beginning to feel a bit more accepting of it. Maybe it would be nice to live in this world, have a nice, peaceful life without any real stresses. Not like he had much going on in his old life.
Though, there was one thing that crossed his mind that concerned him.
Did he still have a penis?
He looked in the full body mirror that came with the house, taking note of his cute and cartoony representation. He was still recognizably himself, but given how soft and colorful he looked, he couldn't imagine this body having a dick. Though, Isabelle had curves, so maybe? He just couldn't imagine sex being a thing in this bright, happy, innocent seeming world.
He rubbed between his legs through his pants, feeling no bump or bulge. He gulped, then slowly lowered his pants to see for himself.
Between his legs, Thomas would see... indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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