Who: Emile and Sim Where: Emile's Room When: Sunday, 10/5, Afternoon What: Cabin Fever and BoyGirls talking Boys Rating: Probably PG-13, (Sim does have a mouth on him.)
Emile hadn't left the room for a couple days. Actually, he did venture out to the bathrooms once a day, or to the kitchen, but he tried to do it when most people would be in class to avoid having to have a conversation or acknowledge what had happened. This body. Emile had been very not pleased to awaken to see breasts and long hair in his mirror. Unlike the rest of the school, it seemed, he was extremely comfortable in his original male body and wanted it back immediately. Or rather, this felt completely unnatural, and after the first day, he didn't even look in the mirrors anymore, hoping to avoid the reality.
However, time was taking it's toll and he was going stir-crazy. Every assignment had been done. Every reading gone over multiple times. He had slept, prayed, ate, and read to death it seemed. Even now, waiting for Sim to come over and entertain him, Emile was growing uncomfortable again at the thought of someone actually seeing him. Pulling his bathroom tighter around, he could see the impression of the breasts pushing through the lapels. Instantly, he freaked, and loosened the robe again. Turning towards the closet, he wondered if a bulky sweater would help cover up things enough to not be a distraction to Sim.