John didn’t say anything, not even aware that Andrew had asked him a question, as his mind was preoccupied on other matters. Internally, John was having a mental struggle within his mind, questioning why he had just engaged in an intimate encounter with his annoying neighbor and refusing to believe he had.
“I’m straight! So why did I… No! I couldn’t have. But… I liked it. Wait! No, I didn’t!” John’s mind was a mess as these thoughts raced through his mind, keeping him from focusing on Andrew and the real world.
As John continued to stay silent, Andrew noticed the anguished expression remained on John’s face. “I wonder what’s troubling him?” Andrew thought before he sprouted a brilliant idea, a solution to the dilemma he believed John was facing.
Andrew rose off the couch and clapped his hands loudly, reawakening John from his daze. “Wait, right here! And don’t move an inch,” Andrew said ecstatically, a big smile on his face. He quickly left the living room and headed to his bedroom, loud noises beginning to emit from the room as Andrew prepared the bedroom for the two of them.
“What is he doing?” John thought and stroked his chin before being met with his new beard. Adjusting to the recently developed feature, his fingers combed the bushy beard as John realized he now had the perfect opportunity to leave. “I think I’ve had enough of Andrew for the day.”
John was about to stand and leave but surprisingly John continued to sit on the couch, his legs refusing to move. Andrew’s command was ringing through his mind and John felt an inexplicable urge to obey.
“What am I doing?!” John exclaimed, struggling to move his body from the couch and out the front door. Yet, his body continued to stay, daring not to break Andrew’s order. John could only become frustrated as he tried to comprehend what was wrong with himself. Ever since he first talked to Andrew his body had been acting strangely, making him behave much differently than normal. More compliant and obedient. It was becoming a real nuisance.
“Why am I like this?” John asked himself before remembering the black pill from before. He knew the blue pill had given him the impressive and masculine body he now possessed but he had never learned what the black pill had done, interrupted by Andrew before he could. Was it the cause to his new behavior?
“Did that pill make me more submissive or something?” John thought before realizing he hit the nail on the head. Given his recent actions, it was the only rational explanation. This made John even more desperate to leave, his need to leave becoming stronger as he attempted to move himself again. He had to get away from Andrew and back to his apartment. He had to find a pill to reverse this! There was no telling what would happen if he stayed here.
“Ok, I’m ready. Could you come here now?”
John heard Andrew, his body already on the move, as his legs began taking him in the direction to the bedroom.
“No! I need to leave!” John’s body still refused to listen, slowly creeping closer to Andrew’s bedroom.