At midnight, Marcus woke up to pee. He knocked the door, entered and walked to the toilet. He was a little sleepyhead so he barely noticed his surroundings.
He unzip his pants disposed to grab his dick but that wasn't possible. At first, he just tried to look for it, but after a moment he realized what was going on.
"Aaaaahh!!" He screamed when he realized he was nullo. There was a smooth spot and a little pee hole where his dick was until last night.
His friends, James and Sam, heard his screams and ran to look what's going on with him.
"What happened, Marcus? Are you ok?" Asked Sam but Marcus was frozen by the shock. His friends were confused for a second until James see it. "Holy shit! You don't have a dick!"
Ashamed, Marcus put his pants on again and pushed them out of the bathroom. Tears began to come out from his eyes as he can't realize what happened. He constantly touched his crotch with hope it's just a nightmare. He soon realized it wasn't, his genitals had vanished from him.
After several minutes, he began to calm down. He cleaned his face in the sink and saw himself in the mirror. It looks like nothing else has changed. He sighed in relief. Before leaving the sink, he discovered a little paper note with the word 'Marcus' on it. He was bewildered, it could be a prank from who made this to him or something worse. He doubted but he decided to open it.
'Dear Marcus. I have your dick. It's so much fun. Unfortunately, it was small so I had to make it bigger. I hope you don't mind.'
That's all? Marcus thought. It doesn't have a name or if he would get his dick back. Nothing. He was getting mad about this that he threw away the paper. That's when a little note fell on the floor. He grabbed it and read it.
'PS. I know boys need a dick. Touch a friend.'
Marcus was even more confused. These notes don't have sense. Touch a friend? Maybe it's a way to say Look for comfort. He didn't think about it anymore and left the bathroom. James and Sam were outside waiting for him. Worried about his situation and, even though they won't say it, joking a little about it too.
"Are you ok?" Sam said quietly. Marcus didn't answer and went back to his bed. His friends understood that he didn't want to talk and they returned to their own beds. After a moment, they were sleeping again.