Jake Landry
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Elevated
🕑 Added 2018-09-22 04:26:26 +0000 UTC[FtM][Growth]
“Dang it! Dang it! Dang it!” Janice scolded herself as he waited for the elevator. She couldn’t believe how stupid he was. All the signs were there and she couldn’t even pick up on one. And now the whole office knows. How couldn’t they know? Devon was the only gay guy in the entire office and she’d tried to hook up with him. Everyone there knew it.
Everyone but her apparently.
If it was just the question and he said no, it wouldn’t matter. But she went way overboard with the flowers. “Guys don’t even like flowers!” Janice wanted to scream. She did her best to contain her emotions. ‘It’s just going to make everything worse if I freak out. Stay calm. This isn’t that bad.’ It helped her calm down for a few seconds.
Only a few seconds.
A flood of anguish shot through her as she remembered him telling her. “I’m gay.” She mocked the guy she had just tried to pursue. Another scream tried to burst from her throat. “Calm down. Calm down. It’s ok. It's ok. Just an awkward thing between coworkers. That’s all. Nothing to get too upset about.” She paused and looked around her apartment’s lobby. “Where the fuck is this elevator!” she muffled her shout. “Whatever.” She finally said. She was calm. At least that’s what she told herself. “Doesn’t matter anyways. Everything has already happened.”
Despite trying to keep her stiff upper lip Janice still felt stupid. Her eyes drifted to the floor where she saw a bright red hat. “Strange…” She picked it up examining it. Just as she did the elevator finally came. Not thinking about it she just walked on still holding the hat. The doors closed and she realized it was still in her hands. “Oops. Dang it. Should have turned it into the front desk.” She tossed it between her hands. There weren’t very many times she’d ever considered wearing a hat. Right now though she just wanted to put it on. She passed it between her hands trying to fight the urge. “What the hell. Why not try something new.” She laughed at how even putting a hat on was such a struggle. Her long brown hair kept falling out of it. She just shoved it all in there and pushed the hat over it.
She flipped it onto her head looking at the mirror in the elevator. There was something about hats that never looked good on her. It almost made her feel good from how stupid she looked with the bill facing forward and her long hair had fallen out the back again. It was something else to focus on, even if only for a second. She laughed a little and then flipped the bill around. “Now I’m all thug like,” she mused tossing up a hand sign that would probably offend someone if she weren’t alone.
She laughed again. “Maybe it doesn’t look too bad,” she thought. Looking at the hat it did seem to go with what she was wearing. Her business casual usually didn’t go with much but this bright red hat somehow did. “I kind of like it actually.” She tossed her head back to seem more intimidating. “Yeah. Looks pretty good.” Janice didn’t notice the small amount of stubble appearing on her face; nor her soft chin broaden into something far more masculine. The changes were subtle but she still didn’t notice how her body was starting to shift. Her shoulders were wider while her hips came in getting rid of the hourglass figure she’d gained in the gym. Instead it more of a V shape as her lats pushed out underneath her arms.
“Yeah he doesn’t know what he’s missing,” she deepened her voice for effect tossing her head back again. Her neck muscles tensed as he shoulders widened. She shifted uncomfortably until her blouse started to change into a t-shirt with a falcon on it. Her chest filled the shirt completely pushing it forward. She always liked how it made her look. The tightness was always able to bring her tight lithe muscle out making them look even bigger than they were. “That’s right. Love this f-in shirt. Falcons birds of prey just like me.” The voice she was making now stuck that way. Janice reached forward and grabbed her frontal genitalia. He felt the long shaft start to emerge. “Boy don’t know what he’s missing out on. His boy Jason was going to hook him up.”
He flexed for himself a few more times. He loved looking at the ripped body coming back from the gym. Those deep veins traveling up and down his arms looked so good surrounded by his tight shirt. He threw his head back again, striking another pose. “Bet he really misses me. Can’t stand the fact that I might actually leave him this time.” Jason thought of himself as a godsend. With his young fit body he’d had so many people chasing after him that this one guy wouldn’t be much of anything. Just another drop in the bucket. “Yeah fuck him,” he said still trying to convince himself it wasn’t worth it.
Jason felt his phone vibrate. Devon’s name popped up. There was a flutter in his stomach he knew shouldn’t be there. He was supposed to be mad. He was supposed to be teaching Devon a lesson. But as he read the message he couldn’t help but feel a pang of joy. ‘I’ll give you one more shot. But so help me if you wear that stupid eagle shirt again…’
“Yeah!” He shouted loudly in the elevator. His dick rocketed into his shorts again. It may not have been gigantic but with his lack of underwear, even in the elevator mirror he could see the bulge. “Knew my little guy wouldn’t leave me. Who could pass up a handsome mug like this.” Jason threw his head back one more time and walked out of the elevator knowing he was getting some tonight.
