Mana Apocalypse

With a last shake of my head I finished rinsing the shampoo from my hair. With the shampoo gone I settled under the shower head to let the hot water fall on my neck and back then just let myself relax.

Surprisingly what was supposed to be a rather boring day had quickly become anything but boring. With another shake of my head I attempted to clear my thoughts. I came in here to calm down, well I wanted to get clean too, but mostly to calm down. Unfortunately I was far too excited by the day's unexpected prospects. Warmth suffused me as I smiled while thinking of the possibilities. Which to be honest only highlighted how boring today was supposed to be.

Groaning at the fact that I wasn't able to clear the excitement from my mind I reached down and shut off the water. Pulling back the shower curtain I grabbed my towel and began to dry off. As I grabbed my clothes to dress I glanced into the mirror. At twenty years old I was five feet ten, with black hair, bright blue eyes, and moderately handsome. It was still a bit of a shock to see. Before college I had been over three hundred pounds. Over the course of the last two years Micheal, my ex step brother and current best friend had kicked me in the ass and got me on track to a healthier lifestyle. It had taken a lot of work, and I still didn't have a ripped figure, but my barely two hundred pounds with its small pudge in the middle was a lot better on the eyes than the fatty I had been. I still couldn't compare to Micheal's Adonis like appearance, but I didn't get the scorn filled glances from the ladies like I once had. I still had a nasty craving for a bacon double cheeseburger with extra bacon, large fries, and two vanilla milkshakes, as an appetizer. I could probably get away with the cheeseburger, but that would mean more reps during my next workout to make up for the calories. So as good as that all sounded, I didn't have the energy for it.

Turning away from the mirror I shook my head as a wave of heat passed through me. Thinking it was just my own excitement I hurried to finish dressing.

Finally dressed in my normal attire of black jean shorts and loose band t-shirt. This one was a FFDP, one of my favorites. Thankfully my black hair was short enough I didn't need to comb it.

I left my bathroom of the two bedroom, two bathroom apartment Micheal and I shared. It wasn't very big, or very nice, but the rent was in our budget, and it was close to the college, so that was all that really mattered. While the apartment had two bathrooms, both were private bathrooms attached to the bedrooms. Useful in the fact that Micheal and I didn't have to share, but annoying when we had guests. It hadn't taken long before I instated the rule that the guests used the bathroom of the person they were visiting. The biggest reason being most of our guests were Micheal's and I didn't want to clean up after them.

I stepped out of my room, and peered into the common room and kitchen hoping to spot the two beauties that had come over for a visit. One was Megan Meckner, an incredibly pretty blue eyed blonde who was only a smidge over five feet tall, and Micheal's cousin. While the other was Karen Nored, my very attractive long time friend. She had long wavy brown hair, big brown eyes, and a natural elegance that matched her temperament and looks.

I considered both women as friends, which meant having them in my apartment shouldn't be an issue. Unfortunately both women were also the two I had the biggest crushes on, and were also the two I had no chance with. Karen and I had played this game before before she left for New York to attend a college there, though admittedly my weight at the time hadn't been in my favor. This was actually the first time I had seen her in person since she left for New York. We had called and emailed each other regularly to keep up our friendship, but there was nothing like hanging out in person. While it had been two years my own feelings lingered more than I had thought they would. Megan was Micheal's cousin, enough said. Unfortunately Megan didn't see it the same way I did. Once I started slimming down she started to flirt. She kept the flirting harmless, since the only relationship Micheal would approve of between us was a serious one. When she turned eighteen a few months ago the flirting became teasing and I realized I was a lot more interested in the woman than I thought I was. Not that I had let anything happen, but being around a woman that acted interested was a joy of its own, even if I still couldn't have her.

Despite her increased teasing I knew Megan wasn't actually interested in anything serious. She had moved into Micheal's father's house during the last half of Micheal and I's last year of high school, the end of which signaled our parents divorce. In those short months before Micheal and I moved out of that house and into this apartment I was able to determine that she had more than a few issues to deal with. Which had been confirmed but not elaborated upon by Micheal when he warned me off from her unless I was serious. A tough requirement when I didn't even know what I wanted to do with my life.

Having both of the women that I was foolishly crushing on like the idiot friend zoned character of some romcom, in my home was just stupid. Yet I was still eager to spend time with them.

Unfortunately it didn't seem like I would be getting that chance. Neither woman was in sight as I entered the common area of the apartment. I felt another wave of heat flow through me, disappointment? I didn't think much of it as I glanced around. Neither woman was one to leave without a note or something. Instead of a note though my phone gave off its distinctive ding letting me know I had a text. Pulling it out I saw it was from Megan. I also noted the time, seven forty, I hadn't even been in the shower for ten minutes and the pair had run off.

Reading the text I rolled my eyes. The pair of women had come over on their own and hit it off while waiting for me to clean up, then decided to take off on their own. Which of course meant I was alone again. My brief hope of a not so boring day was crushed. I was used to being alone, but that didn't change the fact that I was really disappointed. I shouldn't have been surprised though.

Another wave of heat racked my body making me groan as my stomach started to hurt. I shook my head and wondered at my own stupidity. How could I let the disappointment get me so wound up that I started to feel sick? That was just pathetic!

Before I could berate myself even more another wave of heat rolled over me making my stomach hurt enough that I curled up over it hoping to ease the pain. I stumbled over to the ratty couch as I realized it definitely wasn't stress or disappointment, I was sick. I wanted to call for help but with the pain I had no idea who to call, was this an emergency? It was just stomach aches right? Should I try and call one of the girls back? Micheal? No he was probably….

Another wave of heat through my body and I couldn't keep myself sitting up. I dropped my phone as the pain in my stomach flared up even worse than before making me curl up into a fetal position. I fell unceremoniously onto the ground unable to maintain my current position on the couch. Thankfully it wasn't a long fall, but in truth I didn't care. The pain of hitting the floor didn't even register through the pain in my stomach.

I desperately wished I wasn't alone, that the girls had stuck around for just a little while longer before taking off. It hurt too much to move and I had no idea where my phone had fallen. Then I couldn't concentrate on anything other than the heat that was now constantly rolling around through me increasing the pain in my stomach making it feel more like an oversized parasite trying to rip its way free from my body. Somehow that seemed to make more sense to me, at least it would explain the pain. Again I wished that I wasn't alone, then everything went dark.