Rob decided to go about his day like usual. He zipped and belted his jeans and stood up. After storing the chocolates safely under the bed he went downstairs to make some coffee, but not without giving his flat crotch a quick grope to verify what still seemed like the impossible. Every step felt strange, there was no swinging, no movement in his genitals - just the movement of his legs. These underwear were so loose with nothing filling them.
He made himself a coffee and sat down at the kitchen table with his laptop to check on the news. He felt his face flush a little as he crossed his legs to once again feel the emptiness between his legs. "God how is this ever going to get old?"
After a leisurely breakfast and cleaning up he had a plan. "Ok, I'll go out for a quick spin in the car and see if I think of anything else to do while I'm like this." he thought. He had the whole Saturday to himself, so without further ado he grabbed his keys and coat and headed out.
He clambered into the small car and switched on the engine, and gasped. The vibration felt kind of good. Biting his lower lip he rolled his hips forward in the seat and revved the engine. "Ok, that felt good. Now what?" He took the handbrake off and pulled away. He rolled down the window and didn't play any music, just listened to the wind and engine in the sun as he made his way through the suburbs. Once out on the country road he started to grind his girly bit harder into the seat as he opened the throttle and drove perhaps a little bit faster than he should have. After a while felt a wetness in his boxers. "Wait, what?"
He pulled over in a layby and slid his hand down the front of his jeans and sighed as his finger connected with his swollen clitoris. To his own surprise he couldn't stifle an "Ohhh.."
He probed a little further down there. He felt what must be his labia now swollen, slick with his own juices. It felt so good! Tentatively he pushed his middle finger down and into his lips, starting to sweat as he did so. Without even touching his vagina his finger went almost all the way in between his labia. Spreading his legs as far apart as the car would allow he gently touched the entrance to his own vagina, it was so wet. With his jeans on he couldn't get the angle to go further, and unsure if he was ready for what would have come next he withdrew his wet finger and grasped the steering wheel.