Having decided on where he'd like to go, Jon said, "Just what a mother needs," and pushed the stainless steel door open. The door said 'Steam Room', although on the other side of the door was not the steam room itself, but rather an anteroom off of the actual steam room. Along the walls were hooks to hang clothes, with benches framing the room beneath them.
Opposite the stainless steel door he had entered from was a large wooden door, behind which Jon assumed was his destination. Not wanting to ruin his beautiful blue polka-dot dress, he gently unzipped himself and slipped out of it. Folding it neatly (mothers had to be good examples, after all) and placing it on the bench nearest him, he then removed his bra and breast forms, panties, stockings and heels.
A smile crept onto his face as he noticed the camera on the ceiling focussed on his naked body. It felt good to know that the spa took security seriously.
Without giving it a second thought, Jon opened the wooden door and walked into the steam room, enjoying the feeling of the warm moist air on his body.
The room was hazy, but as Jon sat on the wood planked bench and leaned against the wall, he could tell that he was alone. Gone were all the stresses of motherhood, in fact, gone was the notion of motherhood as well. Instead, as his flacid penis lay lazily between his spread legs, Jon's mind began to return to the girls of Girl World. He knew they were around, he just hadn't run into them yet.
The man on the plane had told him that the girls were the loveliest ladies on the planet, that they'd be eager to serve him in any way he could imagine. Jon's experience hadn't been anything like that so far. Sure, he'd met a whole bunch of awesome guys, but not one lady.
Not that he was complaining. Jon leaned back and enjoyed the luxury of the steam room. Everything experience he'd had so far was in one way or another customized for him to enjoy. Although some of the details were fuzzy, he couldn't think of one thing that had happened to him so far that wasn't a great time. Even if he never met one of these Girl World women, he figured he was having a great vacation and shouldn't whine about it.
After a while Jon figured he should probably exit the room, having been steaming for at least twenty minutes by his estimation. Trying the wooden door he had come in through, he found it to be locked from the other side.
"Damnit!" he exclaimed. Not only was this another obstacle between him and the hot ladies somewhere in the town, but his lovely blue polka-dot dress was in the anteroom. He couldn't just walk around naked all day, no matter how hot and steamy things were.
Upon a closer look, Jon noticed another door, one the same colour of the walls of the steam room, on another wall. Figuring that the haze must have hidden it before, he opened it, hoping to find his way back to the anteroom. The cool air that hit him immediately had effect, causing goosebumps to form on his skin. He could feel the beads of sweat on his naked body cool down and begin to evaporate. Even his penis reacted, retracting into his body as if afraid of the cold.
As soon as the door behind him had closed, Jon felt his body being pelted with cool, scented water, washing away the sweat that had formed on his body. The water wasn't so intense that he couldn't breathe, so he didn't panic. He stepped forward and discovered that the water was falling everywhere in the room, falling from the ceiling. The whole room was a giant shower, the whole ceiling the shower head.
The water wasn't so cold that it was uncomfortable, but cool enough that it didn't match the luxurious experience he had enjoyed in the steam room. The water's texture was soft, the scent flowery. Rubbing his hands over his body, Jon realized that he was being soaped up. His hands brought the soap to a lather that covered him entirely, the smell filling his nostrils, making him feel light, happy.
Just as he finished lathering his body, the water cooled further and lost its scented, soapy feel. A rinse cycle, Jon realized. Allowing all of the soap and sweat wash from his body, Jon shivered in the cold water. It was invigorating, yes, but freezing a the same time. He was glad that someone had thought to put this shower where he had discovered it, making sure he was nice and clean before he went into the rest of the spa, but he hoped he didn't run into one of the sexy women right away; the cold water was playing havoc with his penis size! It was embarrassingly small!
A moment later the water stopped, leaving Jon dripping wet in the cold room. He moved toward the door on the far wall. Since there were no towels or robes in the room, and since his lovely blue dress was out of reach, he opened the door and walked through naked, hoping to find something to wear quickly, before any women got a look at his cold-induced shrunken penis.
