Size Loop - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

The next morning Jake woke up, feeling well rested, but something was off.

“Good mo…” He was hoping to turn to the side and greet his girlfriend Lisa, but that didn’t happen. Lisa was gone.

This was not so strange, if he felt well rested that means that he, like always nowadays, overslept. That it was too late in the morning and she was probably at work by now. But that was not the odd part.

Jake looked around, aside from not finding Lisa he came to realize this was not her room! He was no longer at Lisa’s apartment but… his room? He was back in his bedroom? How? When?! He turned everywhere, this was his room, all of his stuff was there, this was his bed, his sheets, his pillows. Something was wrong, something was very wrong!

He turned at the clock, 10:03 am. The time he’s been waking up lately. He lied there for a while, worried, scared even.

Did he come back home and forget about it? Did he sleep-walk? Is there a chance Lisa brought him home last night? He chuckled to that last thought. Lisa? The 5´5” lady carrying his 6´4” body down the stairs? He’d love to see that.

He stayed in bed for a while, then he woke up to check on his stuff. He felt so out of place.

He turned to the night’s table, his phone was there. Then he picked up his jeans, from the same spot as always, his wallet was there. Cash, credit card, everything in its place. But, what happened?

He could’ve stayed there all morning and wouldn’t come to an answer. He could ask Lisa, but she’ll say he sounds crazy. Maybe it was all a dream? No way, that felt too real; and another thing that’s feeling real is his hunger.

“Well, better get down for some breakfast.” He said acknowledging his empty stomach. What he didn’t acknowledge was the date, he checked on the time when he looked at his phone, but he didn’t realize the date was still the same as yesterday's. September 20, Saturday.

—

Jake went down the stairs, arrived to the kitchen, grabbed a bowl, his cereal and went to get the milk from the fridge.

“What? Almost empty? I thought mom got a new gallon yesterday…” He thought, looking at an almost empty gallon of milk, still enough for his cereal but, how did a whole gallon, almost entirely, disappear from one day to the other?

Was it Andrea? Was this some sort of revenge on him? Maybe she stored the rest of the milk somewhere else. Maybe inside a different bottle? Maybe in the old fridge in the garage. He didn’t care that much for her stupid games, he had enough and that’s what matters.

Jake sat down and kept thinking about this, if he had paid more attention, then he’d come to realize he was wearing the same clothes he had yesterday, the same old t-shirt and shorts. But he was too busy pondering if it would be good idea to ask Lisa or if she’ll say he’s crazy.

A while later, someone came into the kitchen through the back door. Andrea.

He saw her enter the kitchen, covered in sweat, and wearing the same clothes as yesterday. He chuckled in silence, really? She’s wearing the same sweaty clothes? He wondered.

But Andrea’s most likely to have two of the same outfit, if she likes one thing then she gets more of it. To make sure it’ll last longer, or some stuff like that. Or, maybe, she just washed it yesterday. However it was, there was something that was definitely the same, her reaction.

“What? We’re out of milk?” She said to an open fridge.

Jake just rolled his eyes as she turned at him.

“YOU! What are you eating?” This again? She was going to make a fuzz about the whole milk thing again?

Jake didn’t feel like having the same argument as yesterday, but he did. Andrea was too annoying, she feels like she deserves everything, what? Never woke up to a house where there’s no milk in the fridge? Her complains were so stupid sometimes.

This went on and on, she was complaining about her diet, the calories, the fact that she needs milk for her protein shake. Jake was so tired of her.

“Use water, shit you can even blend some of the tasteless yogurt for it, I don’t care, Andrea!” He said.

“Of course you don’t! You don’t care about anything! That’s why you’re still unemployed. Can you do us a favor? Could you at least not consume all of the food we, the people who work at this house, need?” Andrea teased.

“You’re saying shit as if I drank the whole thing, there was barely enough for me!” He said back.

This whole argument was feeling too familiar, too annoying because he knows what Andrea always does or says, but there was something repetitive about this. Maybe not the exact same words, but there was definitely something…

A while later, their mother came home from the store. If he would’ve noticed, he would’ve wondered why she went to the store two days in a row. The bags with groceries were strangely familiar, really they were the same as yesterday. And once again, she came home with a new gallon of milk.

“Oh my god! I thought you two were adults, why are you two fighting like little kids? She said, again, just like yesterday. But that was something common for her to say, and yes even with the exact same words.

The same thing happened, their mom lectured them a little, Andrea went to the car for the milk, everything was the same. And just like yesterday, he went back to his room.

He hated this, and more when the same shit happens twice! There’s no way he and his sister had the same argument like yesterday, and it’s really odd that their mother came back from the store again, and conveniently with more milk.

Something was odd, he decided to investigate if people can sleep walk from somewhere else back to their beds. Was he a sleep-walker? Was he so attached to his bed that he couldn’t sleep anywhere else?

He did his research, and as he did, he thought of asking Lisa, not the exact question he has, but about sleep-walking, at least he could make it seem like a random question and not a real concern of his.

—

Jake was really tired of this, the same fights with his annoying sister, the same comments of her mother asking him to get a job because “the neighbors” are talking. Who cares about the neighbors? And why was she saying the same thing she said yesterday?

He needed to escape, he needed a break. So, he went out to the mall, making sure not to meet his sister or mother on the way out.

Once there, he looked for a table at the food court and texted his girlfriend. He looked around and noticed a few places that were hiring, but he’s not a teenager in need of a part-time job, he’s a man in need of a real job.

It took Lisa a while to reply, she was at some team meeting she said.

Jake texted her silly things like always, like she’s the only light on his boring life, that she’s the only one who understands him, and based on that last thought, he asked her:

“Do you… believe someone can sleep-walk all the way back to their place?” He wrote.

“HAHA, what a random question. Why are you asking?” She replied.

“Just wondering, you know, the human mind’s a mystery and I was wondering if, by chance, you knew if things like this can happen?” He replied, really hoping she’d tell him something about that, maybe even confess she dragged him back to his place, this was so odd, something was so wrong.

Instead of confessing, she just said no. There was something strange, deep down he felt as if she was hiding something, but he could be just paranoid.

Still, he’d have the perfect reason to feel paranoid, who wakes up back at their bed without an explanation? If she had dragged him there, or hired someone to do so, she would’ve said something.

Jake texted her some other stuff for a while, maybe they could hang out during the weekend? He really wanted to see her, but he could postpone it for a while.

—

After about an hour, he stood up and headed to the exit, but in his way something caught his eye. It was the typical machine that tells you your height, weight, blood-pressure.

“Why not give it a try? I’m sure Andrea will drive my blood pressure through the roof…” he thought.

He stood on the machine, inserted a coin and put his arm inside it as well. He kept thinking that something was off, might not be the worst idea to check on himself. He kept looking for an answer as his arm felt the pressure hugging it, the tightness on his arm increasing as it filled up with air.

Soon, he received his measurements. But something was not odd.

“Blood pressure… normal.” He thought as he read the screen of the machine. “Weight, about the same, give or take a pound or two.” And then he read his height, “What? 6’3”? Haha, this machine’s wrong, I’m 6’4”. This thing must be poorly calibrated.” Was it?

He got off and then walked away. The machine was not wrong, something had truly happened. Something had truly changed. Or should we say… something had remained the same?

—

Jake got back to his place, had some dinner and then went straight into his room. This time he was certain he'd wake up there, it'd be really strange if he woke up at his girlfriend’s place this time.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep. Unaware of the things that will happen tomorrow. Or should we say he already knows what will happen?

The next day the same thing happened. He woke up, got his cereal and the milk was almost finished.

“The fuck?” This was too much to be a coincidence.

Once again Andrea came back from her jogging and began a fight for the milk. And just like yesterday, and the day before, their mother came back from the store.

This time he truly felt sick on his stomach. He just escaped and went straight to his room.

“What’s wrong with him?” Andrea asked.

“I don’t know, I just hope he’s not feeling sick.” His mother said.

Jake entered his room and locked himself. There’s no way, this must be some sort of prank! There’s no chance the exact same thing happened three days in a row! They were even wearing the same clothes.

He turned down at himself, he was not wearing the same clothes he put on last night. He was wearing the same clothes from yesterday, and the day before!

Something was wrong, something was very wrong. Was this a conspiracy? A prank? No, there was something more here, and this could get even worse…

—

The next few days consisted of the same day. Jake was going crazy! His morning routine was waking up, fixing himself some cereal, fighting with Andrea and then listening to his mother’s comments on him needing a job.

He wanted to tell Lisa about this, but she’ll think he’s crazy, so he decided to leave it for tomorrow, or today? He’s living the same day over and over!

However, today something changed, today there was something so odd, something so strange.

“You should leave the milk for us who WORK!” Andrea said, just like she’s done every single day during the last week.

“Shut up! Andrea, just…” Jake was tired, he rose from his seat and stared at her with anger in his eyes. But he paused his rage to notice something. Was Andrea taller?

Being 6´4”, his 5´9” sister is supposed to be a full head shorter than him, but right now, she seems just a few inches shorter than him. That was not normal.

“No! You shut up! I needed milk for my protein shake! You ruined it! What am I supposed to mix my protein powder with?” He didn’t have time for this. He was tired of the same fight over and over.

But this day was not like the others, he noticed something different. Did Andrea grew? Why was she taller? He would’ve thought so, but there was another factor that proved him wrong, his mother.

Marissa was an inch taller than his sister, and today she was exactly that same bit taller. If Andrea was taller, then his mother should be shorter than her, but that was not what happened.

What was going on? Why do they both look taller?

He couldn’t come to the most logical conclusion, instead he decided to talk to Lisa about this. If someone can help him find the answer, that’s his girlfriend.

He didn’t want to sound crazy, but he’s been waking up on the same day over and over, and now there’s something else, his family seems to have grown? His mother and sister were taller? There was just no way, he definitely needed to talk with Lisa about this.

No one else would understand him, or at least no one would listen to him without calling him crazy, he needs someone comprehensive and supportive like Lisa.

He texted her and she told him he’ll meet her later tonight. He had to wait the whole evening for it, but it was worth the wait.

However, he was really not expecting what will happen once he got there. There will be a little difference with Lisa as well, but this will be even worse than things at home…

—

Jake made it to Lisa’s apartment and waited for her to open the door. A little breath-check, a brief rehearsal on how to give her the news, and he was ready.

Or was he? He was truly not expecting to see Lisa this way… she was taller!

“Hello, handsome.” Lisa said as she opened the door.

Jake smiled and then he immediately noticed something was wrong. Lisa, his 5´5” girlfriend was not so short anymore she was… as tall as his sister!

How? Andrea’s four-inches taller than Lisa, why is Lisa suddenly as tall as his sister? Why is she as tall as his sister currently is? Something was wrong here, something was very wrong.

Jake was freaking out, inside. So, in order to get a positive solution for this, he did what everyone would. He hid his fears and panic inside and just smiled. Lisa was so tall! Why? Is she over six-foot now? Because that’s how tall Andrea should be, or are they?

Coming to think about it, he never truly considered another factor. His own height. He’s 6’ 4”, there’s no way his 5’5” girlfriend’s nearly as tall as he is!

He needs to check on this! He needs to check on this right now! The question is, how can he get a hold of a tape measure in a casual way?

—

He had no chance to get the tape, in fact he didn’t have a chance to have a normal, although there’s nothing normal here, conversation about the events that had been taking place.

Lisa seemed a bit evasive about this, her height? She’s the same height she’s always been, so she told him. But what about Andrea and his mother? Well, maybe they were just wearing heels… he didn’t check on their feet.

But that doesn’t explain anything about why he’s been living the same day over and over!

“Maybe it’s stress, you must be feeling so stressed that you’re seeing things.” Lisa said, placing her hand over his head, ruffling his hair a little.

This is not helping, Lisa’s not helping him at all. And to make matters worse, she took things to bed right away! Not that sex is a bad thing, but he can’t find any answers to this in her naked body. Although, it can help with how tense he’s feeling…

—

How was it to have sex with a strangely taller than usual woman? It was hot, he couldn’t deny it.

Lisa’s body was so hot! She looks taller, and at the same time thicker! Her boobs seem to have grown a couple of sizes, her butt was rounder as well. Her thighs were thicker and her touch, sensuously fleshier.

But, Jake had a few doubts, a few questions right before she blew his mind by flashing him with her perkier breasts.

If she was taller, why does it seem her clothes fit the same? She’s not bursting out of her clothes, she didn’t seem too tall for her shirt. She was wearing the same blouse she’s owned for a while; and of course, the same one she was wearing that very day when this all started. The first time he started living the same over and over.

He could choose to live in despair, or enjoy sex. And obviously, he chose sex.

The taller version of Lisa was a lot hotter, he couldn’t deny it. He never truly minded Lisa being kind of a shortie next to him, but now that he can see how things are now that they are closer in height, he wonders if this is the right fit for a couple.

Her boobs filled his hands so much, her butt was so fleshy, her thighs were so soft. Lisa was so hot he had no idea if he should feel bad for liking her new version or to allow the lust to wash the guilt away.

The night was young, the air was full of sex. They were moaning the song of passion as they danced the waltz of sex. He was smashing his crotch against hers, driving his hard member into her juicy pussy.

He never stopped to wonder, he never had a chance to think about what will happen tomorrow. Might just try to enjoy the rest of the night and take it easy. But we all know what’s going to happen tomorrow, or should we say today?

He can stumble and fall asleep next to her as soon as he’s spent due to all the sex, but we know where he’s going to wake up in the morning…