"No!" John snapped, pulling back away from Louie, raising his hand in a fist, "I won't!"
John felt his legs get weak a moment, as if they were going to betray his resolve, but he held them locked, struggling to prevent them from collapsing, forcefully refusing to allow them to lower him to the ground before the insane tyrant. "No! I will battle you while I still can!"
Louie chuckled and watched John as he battled against the impulse to give in to him. His tongue licked his lips as he watched over John's struggle. Finally he smirked, "I am impressed at your free will, John. You show strength of character that seems a shame to destroy."
John looked upon him with a hopeful glance. He hadn't believed that Louie would probably give in, if only to release him from this insanity.
"Oh that is so cute, that feminine glint of hope in your eyes. The way your lips curl just a little, and do you notice your tongue slightly licking your bottom lip."
John hadn't realised, and when he realised he was doing it, he pulled his tongue in quickly, and looked down feeling a little shamed that the feminine personality that was starting to change within him was coming out without his knowledge.
"It is going to be so enjoyable to watch as that free will of yours slowly ebbs away, leaving only a slutty little slave girl, just wanting to serve me and be a dancer in my club." Louie's comments dashed John's hope, making the young man close his eyes as if physically slapped. Louie just laughed, and turned to walk away. "Use your free will well, John, because you will soon find it a fleeting thing, something you will even forget having."
As Louie left, John finally allowed his locked and straining knees to relax, and he slumped down to the hard floor. He put his face into his hands, only to rub his face for a moment, not realising the amount of sweat he had been creating as he had forced his body and mind to fight against Louie's command to bow. Then, as he rubbed his face, he felt tension drain from his body, and finally the tears came.
For a moment he debated stopping them, he couldn't decide if they were from his slow transformation into a girl, or if they were because of the situation he was in. Finally, he just resigned to allowing them to flow.
"Are..." A voice bought John's head up out of his hands, and he looked towards a man that was standing in the hall and looking down at him with a kindly expression. "Are you okay?"
It wasn't somebody John had seen around the club before. The guy looked to be in his early thirties, or late twenties, and pretty average in his size and stature. Yet, John couldn't help but see a kindness behind his deep hazel eyes that seemed to have a calming effect on him at that moment. Again, John struggled with the idea that maybe he was feeling this way because of the female personality that was slowly, but surely, overwriting his own. But again, he couldn't be certain, so let the concern slip away as he looked up into the man's eyes a moment longer.
Finally, he looked down at where he was sitting, and the way he was sitting. He hadn't noticed, but he was sitting with his legs under him, and off to the side "“ just like he would have seen Karen or even his sister sitting if they were in this situation. It was a reminder that his body was doing feminine things when he wasn't paying attention, something that forced his resolve up again that he was going to beat this.
Slowly as he started to rise from the floor, and faced the guy again. "Who... who are you?", he questioned.
The man smiled at him and held his hand out in offer to help, but John ignored it, not really trusting the stranger. Finally, with a little hurt in his eyes, he pulled his hand back and brushed it through his short black hair. The he gave an understanding smile, "Don't worry, I am not here to do anything. I was just going to the bathroom and heard you screaming at someone. Then when I came out of the bathroom I heard your crying. Are you okay?"
John stood there, looking at the guy and trying to read if he was lying or not. He wasn't really able to tell - but he appeared to be telling the truth. Finally John nodded, "Yeah, I will be alright, just... " He paused a moment.
Could he tell this guy what was going on, could he finally get help with this?
