Sean followed Jay out to Dan's car.
Dan noticed Sean's 25 new pounds of lean muscle. "Damn, Sean, have you been working out?"
Jay suddenly noticed what Dan was talking about and looked Sean up and down with approval.
Sean just shrugged and slid into the back seat. Dan drove them over. There wasn't too much going on at the mall, but Jay kept making fun of Sean for spacing out.
"Those steroids rot your brain, dude," Jay laughed.
Actually, Sean was distracted because he couldn't stop thinking about his pussy. It felt weird walking around without a dick. At first he worried someone might notice, but he eventually realized that no one could tell through his jeans. Not even Jay and Dan. Walking around with this secret in his pants became kind of exciting. Sean felt his pussy tingle and start to get wet. He couldn't wait to get home to try masturbating.
The party was kind of a bust so the three roommates came home early. Dan went to unlock the door of their apartment but froze when he realized the door wasn't latched.
"Shit..." muttered Dan as he nudged the door open.
Nothing was obviously wrong in the living room so the three guys rushed inside and each darted to his own room.
"Noooo!" Sean cried when he pushed open the door to his room and saw inside. His laptop computer was gone, and his drawers had been ransacked. He rushed over to them, but he already knew what he would find... the Chronivac was gone too!
"No, no, no, no!" cried Sean, uselessly digging socks out of the drawer where he'd stashed the Chronivac and tossing them around the room.
Dan and Jay, not finding anything important missing in their own rooms, came over to find out what Sean was yelling about.
"Sean...?" asked Jay.
"My–my computer... it's gone!" sobbed Sean.
"It'll be okay, man," said Dan, "the renter's insurance will pay for a new one."
Sean wasn't paying any attention. "But... but... my di—" he mumbled, then just sobbed into his hands.
Jay and Dan shared a look. "You take care of him," muttered Dan. "I'll go call the police."
Jay nodded and went over to sit down on the floor beside Sean. "It'll be okay, dude."
The police came over and took a look at things, but didn't hold out much hope of finding the thief. "We've had a rash of burglaries in the neighborhood. Talk to your landlord, he should install better window locks."
Once the police left, Sean asked to use Jay's computer. He searched and searched but he couldn't find the site where he'd ordered the Chronivac anywhere. Nor could he find any mention of the Chronivac. Nor could his bank help him with where the transaction from his credit card had gone.
Jay and Dan noticed how depressed Sean was, but they assumed he was just shaken up by the burglary. They were, too.
After about a week of fruitless searching for a new Chronivac and not hearing anything from the police, Sean lay in his bed staring at his ceiling. Another morning without morning wood. He grimaced as he made up his mind. He was going to have face a life without his dick.
The technical details, he'd gotten used to already. Sitting to pee, being careful to lock the door of the shared bathroom. These were facts of life now. He tried not to think about it too much as he showered and got dressed; he didn't want to get depressed all over again.
He chatted with Jay over cereal in the kitchen, not exactly cheerily, but not with the same gloom and doom of the previous week. Jay noticed and smiled.
"You're gonna be okay, Sean."
I'm a guy with a pussy, thought Sean, and I'm gonna be okay. He had to repeat it a few times to himself. More than a few times.
After class, Sean decided it would help his masculine self-image if he worked to build on all the lean muscle he'd gained. He stopped by the apartment to swap his books for gym clothes and headed over to the athletic center.
His new body won him admiring glances from girls and guys alike, but on the few occasions Sean actually noticed, he just blushed, wondering if they'd still admire him if they saw his pussy. So he ignored everyone as best he could and just threw himself into his workout.
He had to return home to shower, since the gym's showers were open. As he dried off, he stood and stared at himself in the bathroom mirror. Although he'd gotten used to most of day-to-day life with his new body, since losing the Chronivac he'd been in no mood for self-exploration. Now, in the mirror, he saw what the others at the gym had been admiring, now pumped even bigger from his workout. His shoulders broad and rounded. His chest thick and defined. His arms strong and bulging. His eight-pack chiseled and perfect... leading right down to his dickless crotch. He slid a finger down between the cobblestones of his abs, right down past his navel and to his pussy, finding his clit.
He hissed, breathing in sharply. His abs popped out in even more definition as his whole torso flexed. It had been too long...