Jimmithey was awoken by the sunlight flashing onto his face. It was now dawn, seeming to be the next day. The second day of the Cuckold War. Wednesday.
He felt like he had more vitality than before. So he took the bandages off his body, noticing the many healed scars across his skin.
He pulled himself out of the gray blankets, realizing that he was still on the same bed as earlier.
As he moved on his bed, he also noticed how wet it was. This made him remember what happened earlier.
"Shit… I…" Jimmithey muttered as he got up and touched his damp bed.
He didn't know if it was sweat or tears or, well, something else.
"How long have I been asleep?" Jimmithey asked himself, shifting his mental topic to something else.
He looked to his side, noticing that the bed next to him was empty.
Chad was no longer in the room, thankfully.
But as Jimmithey looked at his surroundings, he heard light rhythmic footsteps reach the door.
It opened up, revealing Jackie Hammy, who entered the room.
She wore the same purple uniform as earlier, which was now fixed and cleaned up from the earlier battle against the Bronies.
On top of her head was a little nightcap, which she had on for some reason. Maybe she wore that back when she was still Jack and Jimmithey didn't know.
"Hey Jimmithey. Good morning~!" She smiled, closing the door behind herself.
As she greeted him, Jimmithey looked down and saw that she had a folded piece of clothing in her hands.
"Yo, Jack. How's everything going? The Cuck King is going to attack today, right?" Jimmithey asked, standing up from his squishy bed.
Thankfully for him, his pants weren't very wet, dried up from whatever liquids were on them.
Jackie probably wouldn't notice them at all, at least Jimmithey hoped she wouldn't.
"Yeah, dude. But first, I have these clothes and splish for you. Put them all on. Also, I think everyone is ready to attack the King Cuck! Including me! All of the magical girl training has made me way stronger! And guess what, Jimmithey! I can get my dick back! Temporarily." Jackie yelled ecstatically, handing Jimmithey the clothing.
It was a black hoodie and gray jeans, an outfit Jimmithey wouldn't usually wear.
"Whoa, whoa. Good shit, dude. Wait. How the fuck does that even work though? Don't you still need to be a magical girl?" Jimmithey asked as he took the clothing from her.
Even though Jack was still a girl, she was chill enough with Jimmithey to not mind him dressing himself in front of her.
When Jimmithey had finished putting on his new clothing, Jackie continued with her explanation.
"Well, I can't transform into a guy yet. But I can give myself a temporary cock for now! Myusel taught me how to, so I can-"
"FUCK! P-please…. Please don't say her n-name around me…" Jimmithey said in a drained tone, interrupting her explanation.
Jackie was shocked, not expecting Jimmithey to react like that. But she bowed in apology.
"Sorry Jimmithey… I forgot that you guys are still rough with each other… Again, sorry for bringing her here. I still kinda think it was the right decision, you know, but… It was pretty messed up…" Jackie mumbled, her voice becoming fainter as she continued to speak.
"No, no… We don't need to r-repeat this conversation... You're good, my guy..." Jimmithey responded, his voice also becoming quieter and less focused as he spoke.
"Good to hear! Thanks for being so understanding, bro! But, I also wanted to bring up something else." She jumped up in joy.
"Sure…" Jimmithey mumbled.
"Well, yeah... Even though I can get my ding dong back, I don't think I will, honestly... Now that I've thought about it, ever since I lost my dick and became a Magical Girl of Justice, I've been able to think a lot better. Like, I don't only think about porn and games and splish, at all!"
"Like, I don't wanna be fighting these crazy degenerates and stuff, but I feel like I've become a lot more mature and serious ever since this war started. O-of course, I'm not happy it's happening... I still think about all of our classmates... My mom and dad, our neighbors... Who may be dead and all..."
"But I think I've started to take stuff seriously and all... Once this is over, I've been thinking about my past choices and stuff. Made me realize, when this is over, I need to do things differently. Ahaha. Oh well. I still need my dick! I'm not used to peeing as a girl! It's no fun having to crouch down all of the time! Ahah!" Jackie continued while twirling around.
"Ah yeah... I'm proud of you…" Jimmithey responded, half paying attention.
"Hehe. Even though my head's more serious, I still hate those damn couples! I understand why you can't stand Chad! Guys with girlfriends should all die! Hehe, but don't worry, I'm still on your side!" Jackie answered, twirling around.
"Yeah…" Jimmithey responded quietly, while beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
"But forget about that! Let's get outta here and eat. Milly got some food from an abandoned restaurant in the city and set it up for us! We can watch some anime before the big battle! Your choice, boss." Jackie said, spinning even faster around in excitement.
"S-sure… Thanks, Jack." Jimmithey responded.
Jackie turned around and began walking to the door.
Jimmithey began following her, but stopped when he realized how hard it was to walk.
His body was way too stiff, and it was hard to move around his crotch region.
He looked down and saw his dick poking out through his pants!
His dick was hard, super hard, just from the mention of Myusel's name.
Just from thinking about her, Jimmithey got aroused.
About another man's girlfriend. A woman whom he just saw get fucked.
A woman he hated. A woman he loved. A woman who tortured him. A woman who stalked him. A woman who harassed him. A woman he wanted to fuck. A woman he wanted to see get fucked!
"No… no no no no no… No fucking way… No. NO!!! I-I'm so fucking sick… So fucking…" Jimmithey muttered as he nearly stumbled onto the ground.
Sweat began to ooze down his face, his head beginning to throb.
"Hey Jimmithey! Are you coming or what?" Jackie asked across the hall, through the half-open door.
Jimmithey looked up and covered himself, nodding with a fake smile.
"Y-yeah Jack… I'm coming… My bad. Haha." Jimmithey answered, covering his cock with his hands.
He stood back up and shook his head, coming back to his senses.
He had no time to think of Myusel or what happened yesterday, especially since today was the big day.
The most important day of their war against the King Cuck.
The day when the King Cuck would declare war. The day when their group would strike back and take on the full Cuckold Empire.
Despite their great, small victories, they were still going up against the remaining generals.
The strongest and final ones, and beyond that, the final boss of the empire himself.
The King Cuck.
To be Continued in…
CUCKOLD WARS PART THREE: