3. My Little Brother is Gone!

I wake up in a very bright room. Very bright, very cheerful bedroom. Not mine, of course. I live in an appropriately gloomy studio apartment loved by shut-ins, not this sweet little room for normal people.

Glancing around to take in the small bedroom, I see beige walls, proper furniture, lacy white curtains and tidy bookshelf. There are even an artist's easel and chair in the corner. The canvas on it features some dark red flowers. Whoa. Nice painting. But isn't this bedroom a bit too girly? Why am I lying down in a girly room? This question makes me jump and sit up on the bed.

"Wha...?! " I cry with a voice so different from my own. This voice is too girly! "What...?!"

I try to stop myself from being too cliché as I repeatedly say that word, but there was no way I could hold back as I noticed the body I am occupying now. Long slim torso, long slim legs, long slim arms, long slim fingers. The fingernails are painted metallic pink. The toenails too. This is so unreal.

"WHAT...?!" Oh, my Kami-Sama. I am in a starved girl's body.

How do I know it is a girl's body? Well, that's because I am wearing a high school girl's uniform. It is the summer uniform too, so the short-sleeved shirt is of thin cotton and the skirt is in vibrant blue. And, uh, the skirt is scrunched up high, showing soft white thighs straight up to the V junction. Wow, the skirt covers just the right place. I bend forward to spy at the panty.

It's pink with white lace trimming. Awesome. Nice panty shot too.

"Eh... WAIT!?" The high pitch of my voice made even me cringe. But! But...! My little brother! My proud little brother! Impatiently I pull the skirt up only to confirm my worst fear: I have no little brother anymore.

"AAAAAHHHHHH...!!!" I scream as loud as I fall back on the bed; meanwhile, my thoughts run in endless loops like a crazy runaway roller-coaster. This... I can't even make sense of it. I... This... What... Kami-Sama... Why...?

My hands move down and grope around the suspected area. Nope. It's not there.

"Noooo...... !!!" I wailed weakly. Oh, Kami-Sama. Why? WHY?!

How could this happen...? I need my little brother. It's the best thing a man's body could offer. Although every girl I'd offered it to had refused without wanting to look, it's not just about that. This is a matter of a man's pride. How can I hold up my head high when I have no little brother between my legs?!

And my little brother was especially bigger and longer than average too, with thick black hair. I was so proud of it that I took good care of it. Always grooming and petting it. I also took a lot of close-up pictures when the mood struck. Some of these pictures ended up in some pretty women's email, but I never heard back from them. I am pretty sure they keep my pictures in their secret stash. Ah, the glory days of my little brother.

But now...

Eunuch. I am a eunuch. This thought suddenly pops into my brain and freezes me in place. Flashes of some Chinese classic movies I have watched that features men being forcefully turned into eunuch enters my mind. The scene of a man tied up and not given any painkiller is especially vivid. How he screamed when...

And then I have to cover my mouth tightly as I try to prevent myself from throwing up. My eyes water from the exertion. No, no, no, I am not crying. I. Am. Not. Crying. This is just a reflex, I swear. Why the heck would I have to remember that sickening movie now?!

I stay flat on my back on the bed for a while as I wiped off my eyes. My nose is wet too but I could care less about it as I try to make sense of what I am going through.