After three days, James was already starting to get impatient.
He had expected something to change or happen. Instead the four of them just settled into their daily routine when there weren’t any classes, unable to really leave the apartment. They had already heard some news of rioting and protests in the city center, so it felt safer for them to stay within their domicile. Electricity still surprisingly worked along with the internet, so James knew they hadn’t hit apocalypse levels yet.
“What’s going to happen?” he mumbled. The world's future seemed so uncertain to him at the moment.
Sam shrugged, flipped through another page in his book. “Dunno,” he replied simply.
“The world is fucked,” Arnold said, gritting his teeth as he played through the Crash remake, he had bought only the day before the wave of light appeared. He seemed to be struggled through the level which only seemed to increase his frustration. “We should be living life up right now before we die!” His hands around the controller tightened as he got through a particularly hard section. “Which is why it sucks-!” His character fell through a hole. “That were stuck as girls!” He screamed as he threw the controller onto the coffee table in frustration.
“Calm down,” Sam said simply.
“We should be living it up right now! Fantasy babes at every corner!” Arnold scowled. “Instead I have a lightbulb constantly glowing above my head!!”
At that moment, Christian appeared from the bathroom pulling on one of his old shirts that hadn’t gotten caught up in the chest. That had been another problem for primarily James and Christian in particular. Their clothes had also changed to fit their new bodies, but most of them weren’t made for casual wear. James had a bunch of revealing and fancy outfits that really didn’t work for when he had to sleep and Christian had gotten stuck with numerous suits of armor. So, James and Christian had to rely on some of their old clothes. Of course, this left Christian's horse half completely naked, but Sam and James chose to ignore it.
Arnold on the other hand….
Arnold sneered. “You didn’t aim wrong again and piss all over the bathroom floor, right?”
Christian flushed. “T-That was one time!!”
James got up and folded his arms under his breasts in order to make them seem larger. “Calm down, Arnold,” he scolded, leaning forward slightly so his cleavage was a little more visible, which was a little hard due to the plain white t-shirt he was wearing. “We're all a little frustrated.”
Arnold rolled his eyes as Christian mumbled, “Be glad I’m not a male horse, then. Having a dick like that would’ve just made it harder…”
Arnold snapped his head towards Christian. “Sorry… what? Have you been googling…?” He made a face. “Ugh that’s disgusting.”
“I mean…” Christian said a little weakly, his horse half skittering nervously. “I was curious…”
“Oh save your judgement Arnold,” Sam said, still laser focused on his book. “I masturbated last night. It’s not that big of deal.”
James nodded in agreement. In addition to his study if the old tomes that had appeared in his bedroom, he had also found a large dildo. He wasn’t embarrassed to admit that he used it. The idea of studying actual magic and then having a strong man shove his dick inside him and fuck him like there was no tomorrow… well the thoughts excited him.
Arnold made a face. “I didn’t do any of that,” he exclaimed placing at hand in his chest. “I could never do something scandalous!”
“And we’re not judging you for that,” Sam replied simply. “So, drop it. This is very strange situation that we’re all trying to get used to.”
Arnold seemed like he wanted to argue further but just scowled and went back to playing his game.
Christian left and James retreated back into his thoughts. He couldn’t blame Arnold for being so tense. It seemed like nothing would improve anytime soon.
Something else the wave had given them had been weapons that were currently hidden behind a closet, and unspoken vow between all of them to never use them. Sam had been given a pair of dual knives, Christian a large hammer, Arnold a bow and arrow and James with his staff.
Now that he was thinking about it… they had the weapons to defend themselves. What was stopping them from leaving this cramped space and checking for themselves what was going on outside?